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"Mr. Song, let's leave for a walk. You and sister Qingmei don't have to wait for me."

Thinking that the identity of snow lake is not suitable to reveal, song Xuan is not convenient around, so Yang Zimei turns to song xuandao.

"OK."

Song Xuan looked at her and the snow lake without asking.

As soon as Yang Zimei and snow lake walked out of the auction hall, many flashlights flashed to them. Many of them had been waiting for the big news about the skyrocketing auction.

Yang Zimei and snow lake were soon surrounded by many reporters with long guns and short guns.

On the snow lake's face, a little impatient frost appeared.

He didn't like so much trouble and didn't want to be exposed.

Fame, wealth, ostentatious, to him, have no any attraction, except Yang Zimei.

His hand slightly a Yang, with Yang Zimei a flash, in those people have not yet responded to what, quickly left.

These reporters, looking around in astonishment, found that none of the ghosts had been found, so they had to start looking at the photos they had just taken with full of doubts.

They were surprised to find that all the photos involving Yang Zimei and Xuehu were over exposed and could not see the human figures clearly.

In addition, Yang Zimei said hello to Huo Wenhua in advance and asked him to help control the media and not expose any news about her and snow lake.

Therefore, the most amazing auction in history has not been reported in detail by any media. Even the ancient swords such as moye, the auctioneer, are not mentioned. However, it has been passed on by the people's ears. The more it is spread, the more mysterious it becomes. Finally, the snow lake and Yang Zimei are transformed into immortals.

Although Yang Zimei and Xuehu fled, those reporters did not let song Xuan and Lin Qingmei go.

Yang Zimei, a disciple of song Xuan, should be the one who knows her best.

However, song Xuan laughed at all the problems, which made Yang Zimei more mysterious.

If it wasn't for the boss's pressure to stop tracking Yang Zimei's affairs, they would track down to city a and find out all the big and small things about Yang Zimei.

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"master, general moye has been photographed away. What should I do

In the cool breeze of Jingjiang, the black suit man bidding together with the snow lake called anxiously.

"It's OK, Qingyun. You just have to figure out their details for me. Sooner or later, I'll get them." The voice on the other side of the phone was cold and frosty.

"It's all because of Qingyun's incompetence." The way of remorse of Qingyun.

"Ten billion yuan, we can't even give it out, you don't need to blame yourself. Now, we're not fighting for financial resources, but for ability. We'll see whether they can subdue the demon sword like the general moye. Hum, when the time comes, I'll ask them to pay back another 10 billion yuan to me, and we'll take the sword away, ha ha..."

There's a certain smug smile on the phone.

Qingyun back slightly cold, hastily way: "master wise!"

"It's all right. I'll collect their information and I'll be back in ten days."

"Yes, master."

Qingyun hung up the phone and took a bus to Li Tangyi's house.

"Qingyun, you didn't buy that general moye?" Li Tang Yi looked at his empty hands and asked in doubt.

Qingyun said what happened today.

"It seems that the couple are very unusual!" Li Tangyi began to make divination and divination, but the result of his calculation was that the heaven was in disorder. He was seriously injured again and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. He lay in bed for a week and could not get out of bed.

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