Qu Huashang looked at the empty hall gate, "Class leader, who is this Ice Girl? How could there be Qiluodan on her body?"

"When it comes to her identity, that's amazing." Jin Mu smiled.

Qu Huashang's slender eyebrows raised high, "Oh? The person who can make the patriarch speak so much is afraid that his identity is not simple."

"She is Senior Zikong's apprentice."

Qu Huashang's face was shocked, "Master Zikong, a storm figure a hundred years ago in the Central Realm?"

"Yes, if I hadn't thought of Master Zikong's identity, how could I see her? Moreover, there was a ticket to the sword tomb this time, which was given to her. Master Zikong sent me a letter of handwritten. I had to give this ticket. If he angered him, let alone my life was lost, even the entire wild tribe would not be able to save it."

Master Zikong, a storied figure in the medium interface, was popular in the entire medium interface a hundred years ago. His martial arts are unfathomable, but in recent years, it seems that he has retired from the world and rarely revealed the world.

In the medium interface, Zikong's reputation has spread long ago, let alone in the low interface.

No one has ever heard of his prestige and reputation, but Jin Mu is not unfamiliar with him.

No matter who you provoke, you cannot provoke someone who is stronger than you.

"This time, Bingwu asked me to help her find someone, but I can refuse, but Chirodan, I will definitely win."

After being shocked, Qu Huashang felt a little jealous of Bing Wu's identity. There are really beautiful people in the world who are good at being, but they are just a singer.

While pouring tea for Jinmu, she said, "No wonder Miss Bing has a Qiludan. It must be left to her by Master Zikong. This Qiludan is said to be rare in the medium interface. By the way, the clan leader, what do you think of the person Bing asked you to find?"

"I have great financial resources, I don't know how strong it is." Jin Mu murmured, thinking secretly.

Qu Huashang mentioned Huang Junye, and his eyes flashed with a bright light. He was really a fascinating man.

Just as she wanted to know who he was, she simply asked the patriarch to find him.

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Bingwu left the palace, and the sky was getting dark, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased. She stood on the empty street and felt homeless.

The scene at today's auction hit her brain over and over again, his voice, appearance, and his unparalleled love were not for her.

Everything about the Northern Iceberg a few days ago also hit her a lot.

She treats that girl as a friend, but she leaves her alone?

Now I am still with Huang Junye?

Bingwu is now confused and doesn’t know how to deal with it. Where did all this make mistakes?

"Miss, do you really want to hand over Qiludan to Jinmu?"

"If he can find His Highness, I will give it to him."

Qing Feng was anxious, "Miss, Qiluodan is the birthday gift given to you by your master. There is only one in the world. If you hold it, you undoubtedly have a talisman. How can you hand it over to others?"

"I don't care!" She had never used Qiludan in her hands for decades. When the master gave her, she once said that although Qiludan can save a person who is on the verge of death in water and fire, it depends on how much the person's physique can absorb Qiludan.

Everyone has the same physique. If you absorb it well, the effect of Qiludan will be greater. If you absorb it less, the effect of Qiludan will be smaller.
Chapter completed!