Chapter 128： Then flicker

"interesting…"

Ling Xiao looked at Lin Xi in front of him, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Life is short and fast, I think you will never stop.

"Nine Wan Lingshi."

"One hundred thousand."

"Xi'er, you are crazy, the Green Devil God Cauldron I left with you, but it was a classic inheritance of the Immortal Great Teacher's Lao Erzong, this is an inferior artifact you..."

Ling Lao's voice clearly contained a trace of anger.

It seems that my own disciple has already been stimulated by Ling Xiao to approach a madman!

"Lord Ling is safe and restless, I don't want this tripod."

Lin Xisen sneered, a faint light flashed in his eyes.

With the vision of the son of his destiny, the spirit treasures that are not in touch with the ancients are naturally insignificant.

At this time, the price is raised, but I want to...pit Lingxiao.

Otherwise, if you encounter something you like again later, wouldn't it still be snatched by Ling Xiao Hengdao?

The dog had just taken his Nine Tribulations Sword, and it was time to pay a price.

"Want to pit me?"

But Lin Xi thought carefully, how could he escape Ling Xiao's eyes, immediately sneered and stopped bidding.

"Ok?"

As time passed slowly, Lin Xi's eyes gradually filled with panic.

There are only one hundred thousand spiritual stones in labor and capital. If it is spent on such a waste treasure...

Lin Xi suddenly wanted to cry, and even couldn't help but ask Ling Xiao, eldest brother, why didn't you follow?

It shouldn't.

Just a broken ancient treasure, this Ling clan heir was willing to spend seventy thousand spiritual stones.

Isn't this Kanae going to pick up girls right now?

Why did you give up now?

"No one is bidding anymore?"

On the high platform, the charming woman also glanced at Ling Xiao in surprise, apparently feeling that...stopping at this time, some are too in line with the noble temperament of the son.

"Congratulations to this young man for successfully photographing the Nine Dragons Xiao Tianding!"

Gan! !

This Ling Xiao actually stopped bidding!

Lin Xi swallowed fiercely, and with trembling hands, he took Gu Ding from the handmaid, with a trace of tears in her eyes.

"Oh, sure enough, the son is just asking."

A trace of loss flashed across Lin Meng's little face.

For a moment, she thought that Ling Xiao was auctioning the gods for her.

"Don't you have spirit stones? Why don't you continue to bid?"

Nian Qingjun sneered, she seemed to be with Ling Xiao, she was talking too much.

"Oh, I just remembered suddenly, I seem to have a great tripod in my hand."

Ling Xiao scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Punch!!"

Finally, the hard work Lin Xi had just suppressed sprayed the ground again.

"What's your name?"

Ling Xiao casually took out a red treasure tripod from the Qiankun bag.

It was the Hunyuan Ding he got when he killed Qin Feng that day, and it was of slightly higher rank.

"I... my name is Lin Meng!"

Lin Meng's face flushed red, and he didn't even dare to look directly into Ling Xiao's eyes.

The Huoyun Sect she was in was just an inconspicuous little sect on the eastern frontier.

And her appearance, compared with Nian Qingyun... Forget it, even if compared with Fu Yunyao, there is a huge gap.

How can a young girl be favored by a young woman if she is not talented?

"Lin Meng? The green mist envelops the forest, the big dream is long, a good name."

Ling Xiao nodded, as expected to be the three ancient overlords.

The tribe of Lin Qin and Xiao, as expected, the arrogant of generations.

Of the ten destined persons, nine are from these three surnames.

The remaining one, mostly died of natural disasters.

The son... is the son complimenting me?

Lin Meng held her Zhu lips with her hands, Jiao Chu faintly trembled because of excitement.

With her identity, it was impossible for Ling Xiao to have a semi-intersection.

You know, how many arrogant women in the entire Shengzhou are waiting for them, just to be able to be looked at by the son?

"This Hunyuan Divine Cauldron is also a divine tool. If you and I are destined, I will give it to you."

Ling Xiao handed the ancient ding to Lin Meng's hand.

"This this…"

"Master Ling Xiao, this **** cauldron is too expensive, we can't ask for..."

There was a gloomy flash in Yin Tianxing's eyes, and his strength, how dare he offend the descendant of the Ling clan in front of him, he could only refuse with a wry smile on his face.

At this time, he had secretly made up his mind, and this time he returned to the sect, he immediately asked his grandfather to arrange the marriage for him and Lin Meng and completely take possession of Lin Meng.

Even if Ling Xiao's background is strong, he won't be rushing to be a catcher, right?

"You? Did I say it was given to you?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows and shook his head slightly, "No one dares not take the things I gave."

overbearing! Strong!

Don't be provocative.

"The son... the son..."

Lin Meng was obviously at a loss and took a peek at Yin Tianxing.

It can be seen that she is extremely dependent on this senior in her heart.

"Don't worry, I don't mean anything else. It's just that you are destined, an artifact, to me, it's not worth mentioning."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, there is no such thing as fierceness just now, stretched out his hand and handed the ancient cauldron to Lin Meng's hand.

"Thanks... thank you son..."

Lin Meng's eyes were full of admiration, although he did not have the slightest affection, but the respect was real.

If you have money, you can really do whatever you want.

but…

If you want this innocent girl to surrender yourself, you have to think of a way to kill Senior Brother Yin first.

Killing is easy, just an ant.

But it must be ecstatic...No, it's seamless, so you have to use a little bit of tricks.

"Humph."

Nian Qingjun hummed softly, and the whole body was cold.

"What's the matter? The nose is not comfortable?"

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and put it on her fragrant shoulder.

"Remove your dirty hands."

Nian Qingjun's tone was cold, and she didn't even glance at Ling Xiao.

"Are you angry, I give someone something?"

Ling Xiao sighed and her tone suddenly became serious.

"Yes!"

Nian Qingyun blurted out, her pretty face flushed instantly.

"She looks a bit like her mother when she was young..."

There was a trace of loneliness in Ling Xiao's eyes, but Nian Qingyun was completely attracted by the look on his face at this time.

This expression...it's a bit of a story.

Ling Xiao's mother, isn't she the number one alchemist in Eastern Xinjiang, Holy Master Xuanyuan?

Yes, it seems that when Ling Xiao was ten years old, Holy Master Xuanyuan left the Ling clan and returned to the Holy Land of Pill Origin.

He also vowed that he would never set foot in the Ling clan again in this life.

For a ten-year-old child, suddenly losing the love of his mother must be... very painful.

Thinking like this, the coldness on Nian Qingyun's face instantly dissipated, turning into a rare gentleness.

"I am sorry…"

"Huh? What's so sorry about that, I said, you will gradually understand the real me."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his face feeling free and easy.

It seems that such misunderstandings have long been accustomed to him.

I'm gonna!

I have never seen Xuanyuanyue when she was young!

Women, sympathy is sometimes overwhelming.

Most of them have no resistance to men who are kind, upright, filial, sunny, handsome, caring, responsible, motivated, and durable and rich in gold!

It's just that this scene fell in Nian Qingyun's eyes, and she couldn't help feeling a little bit of distress.

it's me.

It's wrong to blame him.

But... why do I feel distressed? ! We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.