Chapter 4855?

Everything is too bizarre.

It's like a dream, but it's so real that Jian Wushuang can't believe which side is the reality.

"It turns out that I really never left..."

Looking at the real scene in front of him, he realized in a trance that when he was talking with the black robe figure in the cloud before, there were no people around him.

"Could it be the eyes of this jade head that dragged me into that illusion?" Jian Wushuang pondered, stretched out his hand and touched the front, and the crystal hood sank and disappeared.

There was a warm touch from the tip of the finger, and at the same time, it also conveyed a dead silence without the breath of life.

"I live in the sun from the east..."

He murmured softly, just six words, as clear as engraved in his mind.

Who is the black robe figure in the illusion, and why did he say that to him?

Could it be Xuan Yi, or was it sent by Lao Zun to warn him?

Jian Wushuang intends to move, the more so, the closer he feels to the truth.

When you come to Dayanhuan, you must be right! Everything will be known here.

He stretched out his hand to retrieve the jade head, which had no life breath, and carefully placed it in the Boyang bottle before he breathed a sigh of relief.

In just a few short years, he unknowingly fell into two bizarre dream realms, which made him even more cautious.

The first time was in Da Mitian, and I was dragged into a strange illusion for no reason. The second time happened just now. Both games were extremely real, as if they were foreshadowing something.

Everything seems to be unrelated, but it is like a cage, shrouded in layers.

After doing all this, Jian Wushuang, along with Diqing, Zhao Ting, and Wei Liujia, left the Wugu Wushuang auction house immediately, while Chunqiu and Cui Jing stayed behind to inquire about the auction house's income.

The Heavenly Domain where the Unparalleled Auction House was located originally had a name called Zhijing, which belonged to the domain of a Heavenly Sect that included seven Heavenly Domains.

This Tianzong is called Xianyu, and although it is not a top force in the entire vast and boundless Dajiyu, it is also a tyrant.

There was a Fu Jie Yanxian holding a whisk in the feast of heaven,

Later, he died at the hands of Jian Wushuang and the little emperor, and he was an honorable elder in that fairyland.

There are even more rumors that Zhang Tian, ​​the master of the Immortal Domain, is likely to break through to Dayan Immortal in several Chinese years.

In this way, the power of the Immortal Realm has grown steadily, and there has even been a lot of friction with the Little Emperor's Six Heaven Realm.

Returning from the auction house to Xiao Gutian in the six-day realm, Jian Wushuang hurriedly took the jade head from the Boyang bottle and placed it on the table to check it, trying to find some clues.

Later, Chen Qing also returned to Xiaogutian, his face was full of joy, and he was carrying a bulging cloth bag in his hand.

"Brother Jian, look what I brought you back." He grinned and put the cloth bag in his hand on the slip in front of Jian Wushuang.

"This is?" Jian Wushuang looked at him.

Chen Qing smiled secretly, then opened the cloth bag, revealing a head with disheveled hair and eyes that had no luster.

Jian Wushuang raised his brows, already recognizing the head at the moment, the guy who contradicted him in the previous Wangu Wushuang auction house.

"You killed it?"

"I didn't kill it, it was the little emperor who killed it himself," Chen Qing scratched his head. "The little emperor said that humiliating you was humiliating him, so he chopped off this son's head and sent it to Brother Jian to make amends."

Jian Wushuang sighed secretly, he understood that although this kid was domineering, he was not enough to kill him.

But the little emperor took this opportunity to kill him directly and send him here, in fact, to make amends for the incident not long ago.

This kid is dead wrong.

After taking a last look at the dead head, Jian Wushuang waved it to Chen Qing's hands, "Got it, find a mountain forest and bury him."

Chen Qing nodded, then turned and flew out of the hall.

Di Qing then sat down, looked at him and said with some playfulness, "It seems that the little emperor treats you well."

"It's just an ordinary relationship." Jian Wushuang said in a low voice.

Diqing didn't say any more, and found a place where he could easily fall asleep with his head raised.

In the battle between Da Mitian and Chang Fu, he lost another life, both in strength and realm, and before he fully recovered, Di Qing would be in a weakened state.

And he originally had nine True Lives, but now there are only seven left.

Although Diqing didn't show it, Jian Wushuang could still feel his loneliness and disappointment from time to time.

Time is passing slowly.

A few dozen days later, a messenger suddenly came to the little emperor's Heavenly Palace of Dagutian.

The messenger was wearing a green robe and depicted a fairy character with gold threads on his chest, and his posture was quite extraordinary.

He came to the Tiangong and met the little emperor, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.

"His Royal Highness, Zhang Chen, the son of the Heavenly Sect of the Immortal Realm, was invited to the Unparalleled Auction House half a month ago, and now it has been half a month since I returned. I'll wait to go back and have an explanation with the Sect Master."

Lying lazily on the Chinese bed, the little emperor gave him a sideways glance, then waved his palm, "Get out of here, a little son of Tianzong, how do I know where he is."

The green-robed messenger's face was calm, and he cupped his hands, "Your Highness must know, now who doesn't know that the Eternal Unparalleled Auction House was established by His Highness, and Zhang Shen disappeared in His Highness's jurisdiction, it must be related."

Hearing the words, the little emperor slowly sat up from the Chinese bed, his eyes gradually becoming cold, "Even if the auction house is now planned to be under my jurisdiction, so what? Do you think I will remember the names of some cats and dogs?"

The green-robed messenger's expression changed slightly, and there was a flash of humiliating anger in his eyes, "Your Highness, Zhang Chen is the son of the Heavenly Sect of the Immortal Realm, not a cat or a dog. Please ask Your Highness to check and let me go back to make an appointment."

"You are threatening me?!"

The little emperor got up, his body was surging to the extreme, and the indescribable pressure made the green-robed messenger kneel in the hall with a plop.

The humiliation in his eyes was even worse, but he didn't dare to show it, "I don't dare, it's just that the Sect Master loves his son. If I don't see Zhang Chen again, I'm afraid something will happen."

"Do something? Do you want to be a dog for Da Mi Tian, ​​or do you want to confront this seat?"

The little emperor slowly came to him, and the sneer in his eyes was even worse, "Do you think a small fairyland Tianzong can put pressure on this seat?"

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, he was personally beheaded by this seat, and his head was also cut off. What can you do to your Immortal Domain Tianzong?"

The green-robed messenger trembled all over, his face suddenly turned pale, and he looked up at the little emperor in disbelief.