Jun Lan heard the next person saying that Sima Youyue was still very surprised to find himself. This auction is over. She doesn't go back to appreciate the things she photographed, what to do for herself?

But surprised, she went to see Sima Youyue.

"Yueyue, do you have anything to do with me?" Jun Lan asked Sima Youyue anxiously, and asked.

When Sima Youyue saw Jun Lan coming in, she did not turn around and asked, "Do you know who the last **** of sand is?"

"Are you interested in that thing?" Jun Lan looked at her in surprise.

Sima Youyue nodded, looked at Jun Lan, and said sincerely: "Please also tell me that this thing is very important to me."

"That was a friend of my great-grand uncle." Jun Lan said, "but I have never seen that person."

"You haven't seen it?" Sima Youyue was surprised, didn't she say that she and Juntian were solely responsible for this auction? How could she never see such a special guest?

Understanding Sima Youyue's thoughts, Junlan said with some reluctance: "Although the sand of the **** was determined before the auction, we have never seen the real thing because it was the meaning of my great-grandfather and uncle That's why it's on the list. And that thing was brought back when my great-grandfather came back on the eve of the auction. "

Her great-grandfather is Jun Cang.

Sima Youyue was silent for a moment, raised her head, and said, "Jun Lan, could you please introduce me, I want to meet that master."

"That thing is really so important to you?" Jun Lan looked anxious at Sima Youyue, and could not bear to refuse.

"This is related to the life of my loved ones." Sima Youyue said.

"Then I try. It may not be successful." Jun Lan said. "I heard Uncle Zeng said that person is not in good health and may not promise to see you. But I will try to help you speak."

Sima Youyue made a ceremony towards Jun Lan and said, "Do n’t say thank you. You will need Youyue in the future, and Youyue will not quit."

"What do you say these things?" Jun Lan glanced at Sima Youyue, "I haven't said anything about your life-saving grace! You wait here now, I'll talk to my great-grandfather."

"Trouble you," Sima Youyue said.

Jun Lan left the living room, leaving Sima Youyue waiting anxiously.

She knew that a lot of people would leave here after the auction to avoid being spotted. So she wasn't sure if the owner of this god's sand would leave in the first place. If you leave, you will be in trouble if you try to find him again.

After waiting for a long time, Junlan came back. When he saw Sima Youyue, he said, "The one who promised to see you, but said that I can only see you alone, but not everyone else."

Sima Youyue took a look at Wu Lingyu and said, "I can go alone, brother, brother Qin, three sisters, you go back first."

Wu Lingyu looked at her with some anxiety. No one knew who the other party was. She asked her to meet alone, and wondered if there would be anything in between.

But they all knew Sima Youyue's temperament. Once it was decided, none of the nine cows could pull back.

"Let's wait for you here." Mo San was not assured.

"My great-grandfather said, that person is no longer in Xuanyuan Pavilion, so you won't come here if Youyue returns. You better go back and wait." Jun Lan said. "You Yue, let's go."

Sima Youyue nodded to several people, and then left with Junlan.

Instead of going outside, they went to the backyard of Xuanyuan Pavilion and left the city with a teleportation array.

When Sima Youyue opened her eyes again, she had reached a quiet and chic small courtyard, but there was no one's voice in the large courtyard.

She hadn't recovered from the vertigo yet, and Jun Cang didn't know when he appeared in the courtyard.

"This is what you call a life-saving benefactor?" Jun Cang asked Sima Youyue.

"Yes, Uncle Zeng." Jun Lan nodded.

"The younger generation has seen the King Pavilion Master." Sima Youyue salutes Jun Cang.

"I've told her already, she said to give you a few minutes." Jun Cang said, "Come with me."

After speaking, he turned and left, Sima Youyue quickly followed, and Jun Lan was waiting for them in place.

Without permission, no one can enter that yard. Jun Lan remembers this rule!

Sima Youyue followed Jun Cang, feeling that the more he walked away, the heavier his body seemed to be.

"She doesn't like many people, so I won't go in, you go in." Jun Cang said.

Sima Youyue was curious about the identity of the person inside. Why did she have the feeling that Jun Cang was a subordinate of that person?

However, looking at Junlan, it should not be their Xuanyuan Pavilion.

"Uncle Cang said that someone wants to see me, it should be you. Keke, Keke ..."

As soon as Sima Youyue stepped into the gate of the courtyard, a pleasant voice was heard, but the person coughed before speaking, and it sounded like he was not sick.

disease?

Sima Youyue doesn't know how often she has seen sick people, because no one who cultivates seems to get sick, and some are just injured.

She walked around the flowers in the yard and saw a chaise longue in the gazebo with a beautiful woman lying on it. The woman's face had an unusual blush. She wanted to think that it caused a surge of blood when she coughed. Crimson.

After coughing for a while, the woman looked up, looking at Sima Youyue's eyes a little surprised, then smiled gently: "What did the girl ask me for?"

Sima Youyue was shocked, and looked at the woman's eyes a little alert.

She clearly had a magic ring, how could she see that she was a woman at a glance?

The woman didn't say anything to Sima Youyue's alert. She followed it and said, "Don't be afraid, I don't have any thoughts for you. Speaking of it, you still want to see me. Come for the sand of God?"

Sima Youyue looked at the woman and always felt that she had an unusual atmosphere. At least she had never met anyone with this feeling in her past life.

"You're sick." She didn't say her purpose, the ghost said so badly.

The woman cleaned up her pure white dress with a trace of blood on it, which she had coughed when she coughed. After hearing Sima Youyue's words, she froze for a moment, then smiled: "Yes, I am sick, and I'm very sick."

"People who have never heard of cultivation will still get sick." Sima Youyue said puzzledly.

"Now you've met," the woman laughed at herself. "If you are here today for the Sand of God, please go back. I will not change anything other than the mark of God."

"You want the marks of God to cure your illness, don't you?" Sima Youyue asked

"Yes."

"But you should know that the mark of God is just a legend in ancient books, and no one has ever seen it. This thing doesn't exist at all."

The woman's eyes flashed disappointment. Although fleeting, she was captured by Sima Youyue.

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