Chapter 474 She has elf blood
In the black cage, there are countless elves.
"If I had known this, I shouldn't have searched for the king to come back. At least I could have preserved the elven bloodline..."
"Now, the Elf clan is cut off and will disappear forever in the Three Realms." The tribesman held the elf in his arms with sad eyes.
The elf is ignorant and unaware of the difficult situation he is in.
Biyue whispered: "The king has blood in the human world..."
The tribesman raised his head instantly, and a bit of light shone in his gray eyes.
Biyue never said it, but she also wanted to leave the last bloodline for the elves.
But I never thought that it would become true.
"I'm afraid they don't know their identities yet." The elves need to be inspired, otherwise, some bloodlines will not know their true identities throughout their lives.
This is also the self-protection of the elves.
"It's a pity that I haven't met the king's heir yet."
"It's okay, it's okay...it's okay this way. Ignorance is happiness." Biyue murmured in a low voice.
"I wonder how my sister is doing?" Bi Yue shed a tear helplessly.
"Can we take a closer look at this elves? Otherwise, who knows whether it is true or not?" A man shouted loudly in the audience.
The woman from the auction house frowned slightly: "Zhenbao Pavilion is pure and honest, and there is a special person to inspect it!"
The chief nodded to her.
The woman then smiled and said: "If any of the guests want to see it, please come forward."
"The Millennium Divine Iron has limited their power. Later, we will use the elves' sacrificial language to let them reveal their true forms." At this moment, the elves can only see their beautiful appearance, but they have not revealed their wings.
Hearing these words, someone looked at each other obscenely.
Nowadays, elves are popular in the spiritual world, and everyone is proud to raise elves.
Show your identity.
Maybe it's not their turn to buy it at all. It's good to be close enough to have an eyeful of it.
Many people swarmed up, but many monks relied on their status and did not come up to the stage.
Lu Chaochao came forward with Bi Xin and Yuan Yao.
Biyue's small face was shrouded in a black robe and wearing a silver mask, but her eyes showed a bit of strange color.
The pupils of the elves are a bit blue.
"This elf's waist is full of energy, and his little face is still speechless. If I could keep one at home, I would be willing to die..." The man swallowed hard as he looked at the woman in the cage.
Taking advantage of the crowd, I couldn't help but explore the cage.
Heading towards Biyue's heart.
"Ah!" Biyue was frightened by the sudden black hand and screamed, backing up.
But as soon as his back touched the cage, it was burned, leaving a blood-red wound.
This cage is specially made for the elves.
Bi Xin's eyes were red and her fists were clenched tightly.
I can barely control myself and rush forward.
Lu Chaochao innocently said: "Uncle, why do you want to touch the elf?"
The man under the black robe saw everyone looking over and was slightly annoyed: "Nonsense, when did I touch her!"
"I saw it."
"Aren't you afraid that your pregnant wife will be angry?"
"Besides, my uncle is the son-in-law who came to marry me." Lu Chaochao muttered, but the man covered in black robe felt a chill on his feet.
"Nonsense! What about getting married, what about pregnancy!" The man yelled sternly.
Lu Chaochao's laughter was lively and loud, and many people looked over.
"The Mo family in Xihe City is good at refining weapons, and they only have an only daughter. Uncle, why don't you admit it? Or is it that uncle is afraid that he will be discovered in the outer room in West Second Lane?"
The expression of the man under the black robe changed drastically.
The other party directly pointed out his identity, and he suddenly took a step back.
"Isn't that the second elder of the Mo family?" In the attic, the second elder of the Mo family stood next to Wan Jianzong with a dark face.
"Let me check right away! Find out who lives in West 2nd Lane!" A murderous intent flashed in the old man's eyes.
The man wore a black robe that could block his breath, but he didn't know how Lu Chaochao knew his identity.
He immediately wanted to run away.
But the old man flew forward and knocked him to the ground with a palm.
The mask of the man in black robe fell off, and he knelt on the ground with a pop: "Father, mother, this little bitch has wronged me. She spits blood!"
"I am sincere to Xue'er, dad, dad!"
The old man's face was as cold as ice: "Take him down! If you really deceive the little girl and raise her in an outside room, feed him Gulingsan. Scrape off his flesh with a knife, cut open his heart, and pull out his bones!" "
Gulingsan can make people feel the pain clearly despite being tortured.
Until the last moment of death.
The man screamed and was dragged down.
Mr. Mo cupped his hands in front of everyone and said, "I'm bothering everyone and making everyone laugh."
"If you come to the Mo family to refine weapons, we will give you a discount."
When everyone heard this, they were immediately overjoyed. The Mo family's weapon refining was one of the best in the spiritual world.
The old man nodded to Lu Chaochao and ordered someone to hand over a token: "Thank you, little friend."
Lu Chaochao accepted it calmly.
Biyue and Mrs. Ning looked at each other with a dignified look in their eyes.
The elves' unique sense allowed them to recognize Chao Chao and Bi Xin.
Lu Chaochao squeezed the cage, but then pulled it back suddenly.
She secretly unclenched her clenched fists.
I saw that the white and delicate palm was actually a little red and a little burnt.
It was clear that everyone around him was holding on to the cage without any scruples.
Mrs. Ning's breathing was rapid and her heart was beating fast.
She shook her head slightly at Lu Chaochao.
Walk!
Go quickly!
The tip of her tongue was bleeding, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Her dynasty cannot be suspended here!
She doesn’t know what kind of existence Zhenbao Pavilion is in the spiritual world! It is something that mortals cannot shake or resist!
"Please come back to the stage."
"Next, we're going to start the auction!"
"The starting price for an elf is 100,000 spirit stones."
Bi Xin burst into tears, Yuan Yao held on to her tightly.
Everyone competed to bid, and the entire auction house was bustling with activity.
"And the last elf!"
"As we all know, the Elf clan only produces one king every thousand years. The Elf King can command the entire clan. The starting price is one million spirit stones!"
As soon as he said this, the auction house fell silent.
Wan Jian Zong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly made some movement.
"Three million spirit stones!" A disciple of Wanjian Sect stood at the window and shouted loudly.
Lu Chaochao's heart sank.
Wan Jian Zong was also involved in such human trafficking activities!
The fiery red demon king, who was leaning on the couch, tapped his finger: "Five million spirit stones!"
Everyone was in an uproar, and no one dared to say a word. This was no longer something they could compete with.
"Eight million spirit stones!" The disciple of Wanjian Sect was the disciple who came to the Southern Kingdom, and his name was Yunlan.
"Ten million!" The demon king stood up and looked over with angrily eyes.
Yun Lan opened the curtain, and Xuan Cang was sitting in the room. Xuan Cang slammed the table: "How could a demon king suddenly appear out of nowhere?"
"The Demon King has not been out for many years, and he thought he died outside!"
"This Elf King must be dedicated to... during the Pilgrimage Festival..." Xuan Cang suppressed his anger.
"The Wanjian Sect is not short of money, but the Demon King is a crazy person. Whoever offends us will be in trouble! Master... if we are targeted by the Demon King, we will be the enemy of the entire demon world." Yun Lan advised in a low voice.
"Capturing the elves is what was revealed above. If we present the Elf King, we will surely be able to win over the God King."
Xuan Cang tossed his sleeves irritably. (End of chapter)
