Xuan Jun glanced at Ao Yue with his golden eyes, and there was a hint of smile hidden in her eyes.

Si Qiuyan looked at Mr. Xuan with her narrow eyes, "Master has always been fair. If the gift from junior brother is given, we will naturally have no less. I will come and ask for it from Master myself some other time." His voice was seductive.

Nice to hear.

Gu Hongsu's slender beautiful eyes looked at Xuanjun, "Master must not miss Gugu's gift." His voice was charming.

Jiang Han stood up and walked to Xuan Jun. Gu Hongsu looked at Jiang Han and said, "Senior Brother, can't you let me stay with Master for a little longer?"

Jiang Han's cold eyes were cold and he glanced at the seat next to him. Gu Hongsu reluctantly let go of Xuan Jun, got up and sat in the empty seat next to him.

Xuanjun breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang Han came and sat down next to Xuanjun. He looked at Xuanjun with cold eyes. The coldness in his eyes melted and his eyes were deep. "I'll keep mine for now. I'll give it to you another day." His voice was deep,

Nice to hear.

Xuanjun's golden eyes blinked slowly, and her movements were natural, "That can't take too long." Her voice was very soft, and her golden eyes moved slowly, looking outside the rolling curtain.

Yu Fengchen and Ye Jinglan looked at each other, then looked at the pool outside the rolling curtain.

The little purple fox stood on the table next to the rolling curtain, looking at the pool with her charming eyes, "Is there any luck today?"

"There is a big jackpot." Yu Fengchen's voice was like warm wind.

The little fox demon's beautiful eyes were confused, "What is it? A spiritual treasure or a magic weapon? Or a spiritual pet?"

Yu Fengchen looked out of the rolling curtain with clear eyes, "A rather special magical weapon, a tin fan."

The little fox was stunned. The white fairy butterfly on his head flapped its wings. "Isn't that the magical weapon of the God of Hundred Flowers? Why did it come to you?" His voice was clear and pleasant.

Yu Fengchen's expression was gentle, "In the past, God Jiu Yi was injured by the magic array. After being rescued and cured by Senior Brother Jinglan, God Baihua gave this magical weapon to Senior Brother."

The little fox demon's beautiful eyes were confused, "Why haven't I heard you say this before? The magic weapon has been damaged, will there be any spectators fighting for it?"

Ye Jinglan's dark eyes were clear, "There will be a master who cherishes it."

Xuanjun's golden eyes looked at the pool, showing no emotion.

Aoyue walked up to the orchestra stage. "Dear guests, today, in addition to the performance, Shangxuanyi Pavilion has also prepared a major jackpot." He waved his hand towards the back of the pool stage, and a long table appeared. On the table there were only

I bought something, a green folding fan. The folding fan had holes in its pages, but the broken holes merged into a bamboo pattern, which looked exquisite.

The onlookers in the art pavilion looked at the big jackpot and whispered, "Although this magic weapon is beautiful, it is a damaged magic weapon, so even if it is won, it has little meaning."

"Yes, this can only be used as a decoration."

"It's a pity that this high-grade magic weapon is actually damaged."

"..."

Aoyue looked at the spectators in the audience, "Dear distinguished guests, although this tin fan has been damaged, it is still a top-grade magic weapon. It has spirituality. The reason why I regard it as the jackpot today is just to honor it.

Find its owner. Only those who truly understand it can own it and be followed by it. The weapon spirit in this fan has existed for hundreds of thousands of years. If it is repaired, its power must not be underestimated!" He said

Walked off the pool platform.

As soon as he finished speaking, the spectators in the audience suddenly became interested. A goddess had already flown to the pool, and the skill she brought was a neon dance...

In the rolling-curtain box on the third floor, Shang Shen Baihua looked at the tin fan on the pool platform, with a somewhat inquiring look in his eyes: "They actually took this fan out as a lottery, they are really willing to give it up!"

Su Yu looked at the lottery on the pool platform, "This magical weapon is not ordinary. Although it is damaged, its power is still as powerful as a high-grade ordinary magical weapon."

Rounuo's slender beautiful eyes looked at the tin fan on the pool platform, "Isn't it yours, the God of Flowers? Why is it broken?" His voice was gentle and pleasant.

Baihua was stunned for a moment, her eyes were a bit doubtful, "It was already broken before I got it."

Rounuo's delicate and beautiful eyes were a bit searching, "Isn't this fan the uncle's?" His voice was gentle, like a gentle drizzle.

Hui Shu's expression was gentle, "This fan does belong to the uncle, but the uncle gave it to someone else. The owner of this fan gave the fan to Baihua. Baihua had no chance to have the spirit of the fan, so he entrusted it to someone else.

I gave it to the owner of this art house and asked him to help find a new owner for the fan."

Baihua nodded, "Yes, the previous owner of this fan gave it to me. I have no relationship with it, and I can't keep it by my side, so I want to find a new owner for it."

Rounuo's delicate and beautiful eyes looked at the tin fan on the pool platform, "How could such a spiritual magical weapon be given away? Its owner must have encountered some difficulty and could no longer take care of it, so he gave it away.

Give it to you." His voice was gentle and gentle.

Baihua's eyes showed a hint of depression, "I guess so."

The spectators showed off their skills on the pool platform, all wanting to become the new owner of this high-grade magic weapon. A slender white shadow suddenly appeared on the pool platform. It was a male god with a body as tall as jade and a handsome appearance.

, His breath is gentle and elegant, noble and untainted! It is none other than the god Ronuo.

A flash of surprise flashed through the little fox demon's beautiful eyes: "God Rounuo!"

Rounuo walked to the middle of the pool, raised his hand slightly, and a jade flute appeared. His slender hand flicked towards the white hollow. The jade flute was gently placed under his warm lips, and his slender fingers gently pressed it.

, a gentle, ethereal flute sound came...

The sound of the flute is beautiful and melodious, just like being in a bamboo forest outside the world. It is quiet and elegant. The spectators in the audience narrowed their eyes and were intoxicated by the natural sound of the flute...

After the song ended, the spectators in the audience still couldn't come back to their senses. Their ears and minds were still surrounded by the wonderful flute sound just now.

Rounuo's delicate and beautiful eyes looked at the tin fan behind the pool with a bit of pity in her eyes. After looking at it for a while, he left the pool.

There were also spectators who came to perform on the pool platform, but their skills were not as good as the beautiful flute music just now.

When there were no more spectators coming to the pool, Aoyue walked into the wing room on the top floor. "Brothers, who do you think is today's lottery winner?"

Si Qiuyan glanced at Ye Jinglan with her narrow eyes, "This fan belongs to senior brother Jinglan now. It should be senior brother who has the final say."

Ye Jinglan's dark eyes were clear, "I just want to find a suitable owner for this fan."

Yu Fengchen's clear eyes looked at Xuan Jun, "It's up to Master to decide."

Xuan Jun's face was very calm. She was silent for a while and said, "Let him choose." Her voice was soft and cold.

Aoyue's phoenix eyes were filled with suspicion, "Aren't you hiding your selfish motives? If you let this fan choose by itself, it will definitely choose you!"

Xuanjun's golden eyes showed no emotion, "That's not necessarily true. Anyway, I know that it will definitely not choose you." Her voice was soft and pleasant.

Ao Yue was stunned, and glanced at Xuan Jun, "You said it as if I want to be its master, who cares?"

Ye Jinglan's dark eyes hid a hint of smile, "Then let him choose."

Aoyue walked out and came to the pool platform. "Dear guests, today we are looking for the owner of this magic weapon. Of course, we must judge which guest's skill is better by this magic weapon." He walked to the table and picked it up.

A tin fan.

Aoyue's phoenix eyes looked at the folding fan in her hand, "Hey! Your master, you have to look carefully before choosing. If you choose wrong, you will have no chance!" His voice was very low.

The folding fan seemed to be able to understand what he was saying. It gave off a faint light. The folding fan floated up from Aoyue's hand and floated into the air. It hovered in the art pavilion, slid across the first floor, flew to the second floor, and then turned to the third floor.

, it slid past a place on the third floor and stopped outside the rolling shutter wing. That was the wing where Ronuo was.

The folding fan hovered outside the rolling curtain of the wing, as if hesitating for something.

Rounuo's delicate and beautiful eyes looked at the folding fan outside the roller blind, with a smile hidden in his eyes. The folding fan suddenly opened by itself, and it fanned into the roller blind, and a breeze carrying bamboo leaves flew into it.

After entering the roller blinds, the wind was gentle and had a fresh smell.

The smile in Ronuo's eyes became obvious, and the folding fan closed again. It flew to the top floor and circled around the top floor, as if looking for something.

In the wing room on the top floor, the little fox demon's beautiful eyes looked at Xuan Jun. He was about to speak.

outside.

The folding fan hovered on the top floor for a long time, but could not find what it wanted. It was a little lost and its flying speed slowed down. It slowly flew to the pool platform and stopped on the table of the pool platform.

The onlookers in the pavilion looked shocked. This magic weapon did not choose its owner. It is possible that it still remembers the previous owner and does not want to find a new owner. It is actually a magic weapon with long-lasting love and spirituality.

Xuanjun's golden eyes showed no emotion, "Xixi" and her voice was very soft and very small.

The folding fan on the platform suddenly floated up again. It flew towards the top floor, broke open the door and flew into the side room. It came to a stop in front of Xuanjun, and flew around Xuanjun several times.
Chapter completed!