Time passes by minute by minute.

Mo Xunuo began to be anxious, and her thin white fingers raised the wine glass, her eyes fell on the platform in front.

There were obviously many people in the entire hall, but the air was so quiet that it was disturbing.

No social engagements.

Nothing next to it,

Everyone who came here was just for the man who lived in the legend.

He is beautiful, evil, and Liang Bo is obviously famous, but few people can catch a corner of his clothes.

The people on the Tao hate him to the core of tyranny, but respect him and love him. If this man was not so cruel and ruthless, he could have become the guardian god of the underworld like his father.

Demon Emperor

Ye Chen

His outstandingness makes people even think of him with fear of death.

When it was extremely dark, someone finally came out behind the curtain.

So people's eyes gathered in an instant.

The air began to become heavier in an instant.

It was a blonde foreigner, speaking pure English, humorously as if hosting a variety show, "Welcome to the auction site. Today's auction items must have received invitations, and they are a beauty from the Eastern country."

Mo Xunuo raised his head and drank the wine in his hand. This foreigner must be an amateur. He didn't know who he was auctioning, and maybe he didn't know what a bloody night it would be.

The foreigner clapped his hands with a stunning look, "I have never seen such a perfect human being. Next, I will invite us tonight's protagonist."

Mo Xunuo's heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

No angrily scolding.

No murderous intent.

None of the people who can be invited here are so arrogant that they cannot recognize what kind of person their opponent is.

Only the ultimate quiet.

The needle can be heard when it falls to the ground.

The curtain was slowly pulled open, and many people held their palms tightly, with unbelievable, nervous and dark eyes staring at that place.

The dark purple curtain was pulled open, revealing the person behind the curtain.

A silver lightning suddenly tore through the night sky, and the raucous rain outside the window suddenly became far away at this moment.

A tear dripped along the corner of Mo Xunuo's eyes, and the beautiful dark person reflected in her wide eyes.

He supported his chin with one hand, leaned on the wheelchair with a slender body, his black jade-like hair, and his long eyelashes revealed two silhouettes on his white skin. He was sleeping quietly, like a beautiful boy staring at the dead daffodils in Greek mythology.

His skin was so pale, his eyebrows were so dark, and even the simplest black clothes looked delicate when worn on him.

He wore a silver handcuff on his wrist and a long chain tied around his waist, extending to a huge pillar not far away.

"Oh my God"

"It's true, it's true"

His appearance can be copied, but his aura belongs to the demon emperor, and he is unique in the world.

Yan Yue's eyes were red and her hands were shaking so hard. If Shuangbai hadn't pulled her tightly, she would have rushed to the stage long ago.

That's Ye Chen

They put everything for it, no matter how ruthless and lazy he was, the boss who was willing to die for him

How dare these people

Shuangbai pressed Yan Yue in his arms. At this time, he didn't care whether it would be exposed. He took a deep breath and suppressed the tyranny that arose in his heart.

In a room on the second floor, Yining raised his head, drank a glass of wine with his slender and fair hands.
Chapter completed!