Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight of another treasure(2/2)
"My legs are not thick, and they have to be cut off when you hug me!" Yun Zhongzi smiled, but received a blank look. He looked at the trembling and pale Die Yuhua, and said indifferently
: "Kneel down!"
Dieyuhua lowered her head, trembled and almost knelt down. She bit her lip tightly and was about to cry. It was pitiful. Unfortunately, no one dared to come forward at this time. Even if the young heroes in the demon world secretly gnashed their teeth and were filled with grief and anger, they still
No one dared to come out.
Yun Zhongzi is too strong. No matter who you are, he will be killed if you disagree with him.
The golden-masked man is too scary. Didn’t he see the aloof Dragon Emperor in the demon world being killed? Didn’t he see the invincible supreme strongman Long Zun being severely wounded and escaping?
At this time, who dares to touch Yun Zhongzi’s brow.
At this moment, the eyes of everyone around were focused on Yun Zhongzi and Die Yuhua. Everything that happened before was just because of a small contradiction. It took a big turn. A father and son died, and a man escaped.
The Supreme, finally returned to the far point.
"just kill me!"
Die Yuhua raised her head, her tone was very calm, but her eyes were filled with death.
Kneeling down in public, for Dieyuhua, it is better to just die.
She is proud and indifferent.
She is holy, ethereal and graceful.
She is the goddess of flowers, the true goddess of flowers.
How to kneel down in public?
"Brother Yun, how about you spare her this time? She was just doing her duty back then. It was just to protect herself and not want to be controlled by others. She is the princess of flowers, holy and elegant, and should not fall into the mortal world!"
Princess Ling came over, no one expected that she would plead for mercy, and some strong men immediately sweated for her.
Others don't know Yun Zhongzi's temper, but she understands it, so she is not afraid.
"Now that the Spirit Princess has spoken, let's forget it this time. If there is another time, I will destroy your tribe!"
Yun Zhongzi nodded, and his last sentence was filled with murderous intent.
Dieyuhua trembled and bowed quickly, "Thank you, sir!"
"Let's go!"
Yun Zhongzi walked into the auction house first.
"Brother Yun, you don't have any sympathy for her, don't you? You don't have any heart for such a great beauty?"
Qing Lian'er took two steps forward and teased.
Yun Zhongzi smiled bitterly, "Didn't I say that I already have one!"
Cluck cluck...
Qing Lian'er smiled, her branches trembling with laughter, "I didn't expect Brother Yun to be so devoted. Look at all the worlds, there is no strong man who doesn't have three wives and four concubines, and some even built a huge
Don’t you want a harem with three thousand beauties, or one hundred thousand beauties?”
"Do you want to build a harem for male favorites?" Yun Zhongzi asked without answering.
Qing Lian'er's expression was stagnant, and she said angrily: "If you are willing to be my male concubine, you can consider it!"
Qingyi Hou smiled bitterly, Elder Wuji shook his head, Princess Ling's lips curved, and Die Yuhua followed silently.
In the auction venue, anyone who reaches the king level can have a VIP room. The powerful gods are not treated so well and they all sit in the lobby.
Both Elder Wuji and Yun Zhongzi met the conditions, and everyone entered a VIP room together.
Within three months, after experiencing a lot of turmoil, the auction was finally held as scheduled.
Yun Zhongzi stood by the window and looked down through the light curtain that blocked the exploration of spiritual thoughts. In the hall, there were powerful gods from all races such as the underworld, the demon world, the god world, heaven and so on.
Looking around, there are no less than tens of thousands.
Tens of thousands of powerful gods, this is such a terrifying number. For the powerful gods in all the worlds, this is probably less than one-tenth of the number.
"Brother Wuji, how many powerful gods are there in our God Realm?"
Yun Zhongzi couldn't help but ask, remembering that in his previous life, there were only a handful of powerful people who had reached the level of the Da Luo Jinxian who was equivalent to the realm of gods, far inferior to this world.
"What is the reason? Why are there so few strong men in the previous life? Is it because of the several catastrophes of heaven and earth?" Yun Zhongzi thought, "Before I was reborn, although strong men emerged in endlessly, they were still inferior compared to this world.
Not at all! Is it because...?" He shook his head.
"Our God Realm?" Elder Wuji thought for a while, "Including heaven, it can range from thirty to forty thousand to more than one hundred thousand? No one knows the specific number!"
Chapter completed!