C19 Young Boys and Girls

"Ling Jun, let's sit here." "No." Duro happily pulled his innocent looking face into the seat number eighty-three and eighty-four. "Hurry up and start, you have to buy something for me …"

"Ling Jun, come quickly. It's about to start." Zhu Yue's voice seemed to come from deep within his memories. Everyone heard him clearly, but did not take a step forward. He suddenly turned around, wanting to rush out.

Just as he took his first step, he bumped into the oncoming Zhu Yue.

A thousand years later, he felt a hint of gentleness, a heart tempering, a soul shaking, true.

"Haha …" An ear-splitting laugh came from the hall. Every boy and girl wished to be a deity, every girl wished to be a duoluozhong. Although everyone thought this way, no one dared to say it out loud. He was the first in a thousand years. Hehe, this name is a taboo in the cultivation world.

Nowadays, boys and girls were becoming more and more unruly. After everyone finished laughing, they could only think like this. After all, the people who were able to sit in that seat were either very rich or very wealthy. It's better for you to stay away from such people.

Time seemed to stop. When she longed for her wife the most, Zhu Yue rushed into her arms. The spirit that never believed in fate began to waver.

Who else could arrange themselves other than fate? No, absolutely not. This was because in his world, only fate was worthy to be his opponent.

Would he still lose to fate this time? Ling Tong held on tightly to Zhu Yue's hands and refused to let go.

Zhu Yue was also stunned. There had never been a man who could hug her so tightly. But at this moment, she did not struggle, she did not think.

Suddenly, the bell for the beginning of the auction rang. Zhu Yue suddenly woke up and pulled Ling Quan back to his seat. She was eight, he was eight, three.

"It's starting, I must buy something fun." Zhu Yue sat up, trying to concentrate and breathe, wanting to forget the scene from a moment ago.

Ling Jun also came back to his senses. Zhu Yue was by his side, not Du Ruo. He heaved a sigh of relief and looked at the auction platform.

Ahead was the Golden Road, and behind it was the Golden Road. The change in the seating arrangement made him realize even more clearly that Du Ruoruo had already fallen for thousands of years, and he was no longer the same Ling Jun who had seen the wind in heaven. "Thank you very much." He cupped his hands in thanks.

"" Zhu Yue forced a smile and immediately began to make up a story. You're not angry with me, right? I'll let you be a true spirit master for once. "

"Uh, how did you know I would come?" Ling Du was moved. She specifically reserved a place for me?

Of course not, but now it is. Zhu Yue said with a wronged tone, "I shouldn't have played such a small game and made you angry, so I thought of this method to make up for my mistake." Her eyes rolled as she spoke, planning another witchcraft.

Ling Jun placed his hands on his knees and sat up straighter. "Miss, your acting is too fake."

Zhu Yue immediately regained her composure, "Young man, you've entered too deep into this drama. Be careful of getting killed before you even leave the house."

"Five hundred thousand ordinary iron smiths." Fifty thousand silver. " The auction had begun.

"Who would want that shit." Zhu Yue lowered her brows and said.

Ling Jun then said, "Refining iron, the Spirit Essence Stone is the foundation stone of this world. It is ordinary, but it is indispensable. Just like those basic techniques. "

"I know that I'm no less than you. Who gave you this name? Your parents sure are brave." Zhu Yue didn't like it when others spoke to her in an educative tone. She didn't like it at all.

Father and Mother … Ling Jun was speechless again.

"How can you have such a strange cultivation technique? Can you teach me everything?" In the beginning, it was all just materials, so she was not interested in them at all.

"No." Ling Jun paused for a moment before continuing, "If you are exposed, then you will place the blame on me." He didn't want the Zhu Family to be affected by Zhu Yue's witchcraft. These feelings were very contradictory, very tangled. Wasn't he trying to cause a ruckus between the Zhu Family and the royal family? Zhu Yue was a good 'source of disaster', but he didn't want to sacrifice her now.

Zhu Yue suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Ling Jun. Her expression was very focused, and even her spirit was a little unwell. "She suddenly smiled." That's what I thought from the beginning. "

"That's good." His spirit revealed a hint of sadness.

"Aren't you afraid of being wanted by the kingdom? Where did your confidence come from? " Zhu Yue wasn't just curious.

"Because I am called Ling Jing."

Sighing … Zhu Yue rolled her eyes, "You are Ling Jun, I am Du Ruo."

Ling Jun trembled again. "You're not." He silently denied it in his heart.

"Pamir's scimitar." When a weapon was auctioned, the spirit couldn't help but look at the stage. A curved, one-foot long saber was placed on the ground, emitting a cold light.

This knife was made from the more expensive Pamir Coldsteel. It was sharp and durable. The selling price was three hundred silver coins.

"Just look at the weapon and you'll be straight, just like my brother." Zhu Yue pouted and said.

"I can make a Pamir sword out of a hundred scimitars," Ling Jun replied.

Did he really think of himself as a Spirit Apostle? Zhu Yue decisively raised her hand and loudly said, "Cousin, I want all the scimitars you have."

It wasn't a big deal to buy a sabre, but everyone was shocked by the sound of "cousin". Even Ling couldn't stand it. Miss, you were kidnapped!

What was keeping a low profile? Zhu Yue had no idea. She could not stand the attitude of a wise man.

The auctioneer was the Swordmaster Ji Fengleng, who had accepted the Soul Essence Stone. Zhu Yue uncle Ji Ru Meng's eldest son. His face was ugly. He was very clear about his cousin's hobbies. Soul Essence Stone, rough gold, and other things … "Play double?" How dare you seduce my cousin? " He instantly decided to give Ringling a good beating.

If someone at the auction said something, he would have to answer, "Just one." The tone was impatient. Ji Fengleng had lost a thousand gold coins just to get her eight or four spots.

He reminded her not to make a racket. But who would have thought that she would see such a huge joke the moment she entered the door? Now, she even called him "Cousin". How would he survive in a clean house in the future?

"I want a hundred. I want them now." Zhu Yue didn't care about how he looked. She wants a hundred Pamir scimitars.

No one dared to make a ruckus, and only the voices of Zhu Yue and Ji Feng Pu could be heard.

"Fine, fine, fine. Don't cause trouble, I'll give it to you." Ji Feng was regretting his words. Two years ago, when he went to the city, he had felt sorry for his beloved cousin and promised that he would take her to see a clean meeting when she left the city. "She really came today!" Uncle, why did you let her come out? "

This girl should be grounded and never leave the city for eternity. He was more hostile to the Spirit. A woman is born with an open mind. When she meets her lover, there is nothing she can do. He felt the beating a little too light.

"Thank you, cousin." Zhu Yue stuck out her tongue and said with a complacent look, "I did it."

His spiritual energy was even greater than Ji Fenglu's. He realized that the little master beside him was far more capable at causing trouble than Duro. Du Ruoruo was naughty, but they knew the importance of it. What about her? Lawless!

When he said those words, Ling Sheng nodded his head, "I'll do my best, I'll do my best."

You really dare to nod your head? Zhu Yue happily clapped her hands and said, "What else do you know? I've already bought all the materials."

Ling Jun shook his head, "No, no." Before he finished speaking, he looked towards the auction stage with rapt attention.

"Purple Snow Blade." As Ji Fengleng spoke, his attention focused on more than just his spiritual sense. Even Zhu Yue was looking at the seven-inch dagger on the stage with her hand behind her chin.