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Chapter 1001 A table of people

Xuanyue Auction House in Shijue City is very famous. This auction house will hold a grand auction in three months.

Xuanyue Auction House was opened by people from the Daxia royal family. It has a strong background and has the means to obtain many top-quality treasures. Many people came to the auction from afar.

This auction house is very popular, and it is difficult to get an invitation letter with the qualification to enter. In addition, Princess Xia Ling's recent bride recruitment meeting has led to a large number of people with good identities coming in from Shijue City, which is even more rare.

The Saint of Shaohua smiled and said to Princess Xia Ling:

"Sister, Mr. Zhang is so proud and has a good cultivation level. He will definitely be interested in the auction at Xuanyue Auction House. If you give him a VIP invitation letter, my sister promises that he will agree without thinking! At that time, Mr. Zhang can further learn more about Mr. Zhang and see if he deserves you."

Princess Xia Ling was so moved by the Saint of Shaohua that she was attracted by Zhang Ye’s appearance. Although she was attracted by Zhang Ye’s appearance, she did not understand Zhang Ye’s character. She needed to understand this man first and then make further plans.

"You are right. This is indeed a good idea. This princess will let my brother free up a VIP room and invite Zhang Ye to attend the auction tonight!"

Princess Xia Ling nodded and said.

Saint Shaohua asked, "Sister, you should have to hide this from the Crown Prince?"

"Of course I have to hide it from it. If my brother knows that this princess has made an appointment with a man to attend the auction together, he will definitely scold me!"

"So that's the case, my sister will tell the Crown Prince that I will accompany you to watch the auction and relax. When Mr. Zhang comes, I will help you bring the person over and I will accompany you in the room so that His Highness the Crown Prince will go in by then. My sister is not able to explain, and I don't know what kind of Mr. Zhang is, and I don't have any widows to stay together."

The Saint of Shaohua said to Princess Xia Ling with great thoughts, and her appearance moved Princess Xia Ling very much.

"Sister Shaohua is so nice. I will not treat you badly. If you see Xinyi's auction items at the auction tonight, you can bid for the price. This princess will give you a suitable price."

Princess Xia Ling said.

This is what the Saint of Shaohua is waiting for.

She got the rumor that the one she had been looking for at the auction was something she had been looking for for a long time and had been wanting.

Although she got an invitation letter on hand, she was in the hall and had to squeeze in the same hall with hundreds of people. With her identity, she naturally didn't want to squeeze with those people, so she asked Princess Xia Ling to invite Zhang Ye, just to get into the VIP room herself.

In the VIP room, you can know the auction items at the auction in advance.

Next, she knew that Princess Xia Ling was a generous person, and she would be generous as long as she could make her happy.

If she could get what she wanted at a low price and bring her relationship with Princess Xia Ling closer, wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds?

"Sister Ling'er, my sister treats you as the best sister. Don't say such polite words to my sister. I hope you will be happy the most." Saint Shao Hua said with Princess Xia Ling's arm.

Princess Xia Ling was even more moved.

Afterwards, she asked her brother Emperor Xia Wen to ask for a VIP room, and then asked her personal palace maid Tingyu to send the invitation letter.

"Sister, leave the invitation to my sister. You are thin-skinned. Just let my sister go with such things."

Emperor Xia Wen thought his sister Xia Ling was still in a bad mood, so she specially gave her a token and more than a dozen invitations in the front row, asking her to invite her sisters to relax together.

Princess Xia Ling thought of the monk in red and Wu Ming, the new demon king of the demon clan, whom she saw in the inn lobby. These two people were also waiting for her to choose. She could observe these two people through the auction.

But it seemed that the intention of giving these two people was too obvious. After thinking about it, she decided that everyone on the table would give one, so that it would not appear abrupt.

So, Saint Shao Hua said she volunteered to send her invitations.

Princess Xia Ling felt a little shy, and the words of the Saint Shao Hua hit her point and nodded naturally.

In the lobby of Nandou Tower, Wushuang and his team were almost full. The twelve seats, including the children, had eleven seats.

Wushuang thought to himself that when the emperor came, he would just get enough for a table.

But, ahem, if the emperor saw Wu Ming and Song Yiyang, he would probably be going to the underworld.

Having said that, when she saw Song Yiyang again, she still felt a little fluctuating. Although she saw him in the Abyss Tower Boat last time, it was not a direct contact. This time, she had been officially meeting after many years.

OK, it's not formal, she's still easy to behave.

Many years ago, after parting with him in the Jiuxiao Continent, I never saw him again.

She knew that he was in the Helian family at that time and she had inquired about it, but he was in seclusion at that time and did not see him.

However, once when she participated in a sect competition, she seemed to see him and Helianduo in the audience in a trance. However, when she finished solving the matter at that time and watched again, there was no one to see him.

Later, she heard that he had lost his cultivation and was not willing to be an enemy of her. She sent someone to find him, but there was no news about him.

After that, after ascending to the fairy world, she learned about his ordination and becoming a monk.

She thought he had changed a lot, but when she saw him, she knew that he had not changed at all. Even though he was wearing a Buddhist robe and a Buddhist bead, he was still Song Yiyang, the eccentric and wanton monster in red, just like the first time he met.

He sat casually and lazy. If he hadn't shaved his hair and wore Buddhist strings, perhaps no one would have thought he was a monk.

But his Buddhist intention was very deep, and a faint Buddha light was lingering around him. No one would underestimate him. His temperament seemed rebellious, but it was deeply integrated with the Buddhist intention.

In this world, I'm afraid there is no other unique monk like him.

For a moment, Wushuang had a lot of thoughts.

On the table, Lao Dao and Fu Yao were good at sporting the atmosphere, and Su Yi was also cheerful, and basically could only hear the voices of a few of them talking. Wu Ming occasionally said a few words, but most of them were talking to Xuan Xi.

Xiao Rou'er was originally held by Wushuang, but the little guy knew that he could not let his mother reveal his identity, so he quickly stopped pestering her and sat next to Song Yiyang and talked to him sly.

Song Yiyang was very patient with her and was not stingy with her. His smile made the women around him beat hard.

Except for Long Er, the others in their table are very beautiful. Although they are easy to look at, it is undeniable that the people in this table are extremely beautiful, attracting the attention of the people in the entire lobby, and they are reluctant to leave.

The man is naturally very dedicated to seeing Long Yi disguised as a peerless beauty.
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