The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

As the steward's voice fell, time seemed to stand still, and everyone was shocked, as if they had received a huge impact.

"It turned out to be true..."

Su Wanrou's expression also became extremely weird, and she couldn't even figure out what it meant for a while...

Xuanyuanyao closed her mouth, her expression already dark as the bottom of a pot, compared to Mu Zhiqing's bland and breezy, she was simply ashamed.

Soon, the matter was handled properly, and Mu Zhiqing left the trio with a disgusting look and stepped out of the auction house in a rush.

Only then did Liu Xingche recover, and hurriedly chased him out.

"Zhiqing, wait."

Mu Zhiqing closed her right hand slightly, she could no longer control her great power, she wanted to slap this guy to death!

"How on earth are you willing to sell Qingyun Pill to me?" Liu Xingche asked, "It is really important to me."

Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows. The money still needs to be made. Since Liu Xingche wants so much, then let him go!

"One price, three thousand taels!"

"Do you want to make a net profit of one thousand taels?" Xuanyuan Yao took a breath of air, this is really a big lion's mouth!

"Is there a problem?" Mu Zhiqing didn't care. "Come to me if you can afford it. Don't talk nonsense if you can't afford it."

"Sister, read the relationship between you and Brother Xingche in the past..."

"The love between me and him is worthless!"

...

bamboo forest.

The squally wind roared and bamboo leaves rustled.

The sky has darkened for some time, and the clouds are overcast, and there is a feeling of rain and wind.

The man wore an ink-colored robe with a dark red curling cloud pattern flap, which outlined a perfectly tall figure, and his thin waist was full of power.

Long black hair, flying freely in this squally wind, the exquisite features are unparalleled and impeccable.

His eyes were as dark as the night, faintly flashing with bloodthirsty rays, and his astonishing aura spread out, like a heavenly emperor above ten thousand people, stunned.

On the opposite side of the man, a white figure resembled the purest color in the world, with flying clothes and silver hair like a waterfall.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled.

The light blue eyes were slightly raised, and the upward arc of the lips revealed evil charm and enchantment.

It is clearly a color that has no offensive power, but the coldness of that light is enough to make people shudder.

"Why did you come here."

Ling Yunting spoke indifferently, his icy voice did not have a hint of temperature, and his dark and unclear eyes were threatening and killing.

"Why be so cold, I'm your brother, why don't you come to see you?" The man smiled evilly, revealing the randomness of the game world.

Ling Yunting didn't speak, his deathly silence brought endless pressure.

"It's really boring." The man shook his head, his playful eyes suddenly stained with seriousness, "Did you find her?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"You are really as indifferent as always." The man chuckled, "You have to hurry up. If I find you first, you will have no chance at all."

"You think you can take this opportunity to defeat me..."

Ling Yunting's indifferent and arrogant face was full of extreme majesty and domineering, his low voice was slightly deep and magnetic, but it was full of incredible arrogance.

"It's a pity that Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterfly is a dream after all, which is extremely absurd."

The man's smile remained unchanged, but the light smile under his eyes was stagnant for a moment, his smile was as brilliant as a flower.

"I know, you have never been able to match, but you may not be as good as me in this matter."