Song Qiaoyuan was stunned when she heard this: "What do you mean?"
"The Wan family is now targeting us and canceling our Xue family..."
Xue Liang quickly explained the situation For a moment.
After listening, Song Qiaoyuan was shocked!
It turns out...
Wan Jia didn’t give in?
Instead of targeting in a different way? ?
Then this is troublesome!
Without waiting for more thought, Xue Liang hurriedly lowered his voice and continued: "Sorry, Miss Song, I know this is a bit presumptuous, but I know very well that the auction is particularly important to Mr. Luo , Aren't you with Mr. Luo? Please discuss it with him, after all, you are his last hope for getting the Requiem Jade..." Before he finished speaking, Xue Liang suddenly heard Xu Qingning's voice: "Xue Liang, what are you doing?"
Snap.
The phone hangs up.
Song Qiaoyuan's expression kept changing.
This matter is indeed no small matter!
It’s time to ring the doorbell.
But before he could put his finger on the doorbell, Luo Yun's scars all over his body and his miserable appearance suddenly came to mind.
"...No, Luo Yun has been working so hard now and finally wants to have a rest quietly. How can I continue to disturb him?"
"Xue Liang said I can help Are you busy?"
"Although I don't know what he means... I'd better go to Xue's house and have a look!"
Take a deep breath.
Song Qiaoyuan looked deeply at the door of the room.
Luo Yun has protected me and helped me time and time again.
This time...
I am here to help him!
Make up your mind.
Song Qiaoyuan left the hotel with a determined look.
At this moment.
Inside the room.
Luo Yun sat cross-legged, trying his best to suppress his anger.
I feel like scolding my mother!
The reason why he resisted his impulse was not that he was a gentleman.
Mainly...
He really doesn't like being influenced by others in this kind of thing between men and women!
The reason why he went too far just now must be because an old guy in the Tomb of Desolation who had been dead for who knows how many years affected his consciousness and emotions!
Gritting his teeth, his consciousness penetrated into the Tomb of Desolation!
"Old guy! Come out!"
"From the first time I stepped into the Tomb of Ten Thousand Desolations, I have vaguely sensed your presence. You are so damn good. Where are you hiding? Come out!"
Luo Yun was not bluffing.
Although the Tomb of Ten Thousand DesolationsIt's mysterious, but now it's parasitic in one's own consciousness.
The reason why he maintained a certain sense of awe before was mostly because he wanted to find out step by step the secrets hidden in the Tomb of Desolation.
It’s not that I’m afraid of the Tomb of Desolation.
If the existence of this thing really tries to affect his consciousness.
Sorry.
He doesn’t mind showing off his tricks!
"You are just a coward now, right?"
Luo Yun shouted coldly: "Okay, in that case, let's see how long you can hold on!"
Just think of this.
Luo Yun controls his consciousness and reads his mind secrets backwards, causing his consciousness and thoughts to become chaotic!
At the same time.
Luo Yun's consciousness became chaotic and crazy.
The tombs of Wanhuang were shaken and the mountains were shaking, buzzing and trembling non-stop!
"Stop, stop! Stop shaking! If you keep shaking, your tomb will collapse!"
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Hear this sound.
Luo Yun narrowed his eyes and quickly determined a direction.
Get closer quickly.
But no surprises.
Once again, he was blocked by a strong barrier.
But Luo Yun is not in a hurry.
Looking in the direction of the sound, he said to the thick fog: "I don't care who you are, but when you come to my territory, don't act like a monster!"
< p> "Although I can't get through this fog now, it's not difficult to destroy this place!""...Oh! Little baby, I'm helping you!" "
The old and vast voice came with a hint of helplessness: "I see that there is a lack of spiritual energy in the world today, and your cultivation progress is too slow. I will help you take a shortcut! You have been chaste for many years and are in excellent condition. It is a rare good cauldron in the world. The harmony of yin and yang can help you quickly break through to the middle stage of Qi refining!"
"So, you are influencing my consciousness without authorization! ?”
At this point, Luo Yun already felt that his consciousness was a little unable to hold on.
He said coldly: "You can tell me in advance and let me make my own decision! Instead of making any decisions, I don't like to be manipulated and dictated by others!"
< p> "Old guy, now that you've shown up, I just have a lot of questions to ask you.""When I come here next time, you must tell me everything you know!"
"Otherwise... I don't mind another earthquake in this Tomb of Desolation!"
After finishing speaking.
Luo Yun regained consciousness.
Then I vaguely heard the old guy’s voice, coming from the deserted tomb: “Alas... I didn’t expect that I would be reduced to being killed.The threat of a baby who has not yet reached the middle stage of Qi refining... Alas! Life, this is all life! ”
“Yes, this is your life!” "
Luo Yun said lightly.
A smile appeared on his face.
Unexpectedly, by chance...
It turned out that He forced out the old soul that had been hiding in the Wanhuang Tomb.
Judging from his tone, he seemed to know a lot of secrets.
After he breaks through to the middle stage of Qi Refining, he will see. Let’s see if we can go one step further and ask him more about the mysteries of the Tomb of Desolation!
By the way...
Find out the connection between your Luo family heritage and the Tomb of Desolation! Relationship!
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At the same time, there was a black luxury business car on the road to Xue's house. In the car.
After learning about Song Qiaoyuan’s latest news, a young man wearing a white suit quickly called Wan Shihao.
“Hey, brother. , the spies noticed that Song Qiaoyuan was driving to the Xue family mansion alone! "
Wan Shihao's voice came from inside: "Okay, Shiyong, now it's time to show off your acting skills. Even if it's a little too much...it doesn't matter. "
"Understood! ”
After hanging up the phone.
Within two minutes.
Song Qiaoyuan’s Porsche Cayenne had already arrived at the location arranged by Wan Shiyong in advance. .
“Huh? "
Song Qiaoyuan saw the traffic jam in front of more than a dozen cars, and couldn't help but wonder at the time: "Is the traffic jam so serious at this time? "
Just when she was anxious.
A black luxury business car parked next to her car seemingly by coincidence.
The window rolled down Come down.
Wan Shiyong looked at Song Qiaoyuan in the driver's seat of the white Cayenne.
"Yo? Isn't this Song Qiaoyuan, the daughter of the Song family who almost became my sister-in-law back then? "
"Haha, long time no see..."
"Miss Song is really getting older! ”
“It’s so eye-catching!” Just looking at it makes me feel happy. "
"What a pity... I didn't see you when you parked the car just now. Otherwise, with the vibration and shaking of the car body, I might have seen a more enjoyable scene! ”