Chapter 430 Immortal
Under Yu Mingche's guidance, Qinghe naturally integrated into this big family.
Half a month later, Yun Han bid farewell to Ning Xuan and headed to the new star body to carry out his mission.
After Yun Han left, Ning Xuan brought Qinghe and Di Youlin to frequently appear in the major auction houses on the Central Star. For a time, many high-grade elixirs, precious and rare minerals, and the legendary Prajna Fruit, a spiritual fruit with magical effects, appeared in the major auction houses. For a time, the major auction houses on the Central Star became very lively.
In the third box on the third floor of the Dark Light Auction Hall, which had the best view, Di Youlin knelt respectfully beside Ning Xuan and massaged her legs. Listening to the fierce bidding outside, he was slightly distracted and accidentally used too much force, hurting Ning Xuan. Ning Xuan hissed softly, frowned, and scolded him softly, "You are so absent-minded. Go away."
Ning Xuan hadn't originally intended for him to do these things, but he just went crazy and insisted on serving her closely.
Seeing Ning Xuan's anger, Di Youlin immediately knelt down and apologized, "Master, please forgive me. I heard the bidding outside and was distracted for a moment. I hurt you. Please punish me."
Although Di Youlin made a gesture of apology, his hands and eyes were not honest. His hand moved up along Ning Xuan's thigh, and his teasing eyes seemed to be glued to Ning Xuan's face.
Here it comes again. Di Youlin didn't know what kind of training he had received secretly. Since he came back from his last visit, he often used this trick to seduce others. The key point was that he had no talent in this area at all. No matter how much he learned, it looked very weird.
Ning Xuan was annoyed by him. She leaned over and put her hand on his waist. She swiftly untied the belt around his waist and tied the palm-wide belt over his eyes. She patted him on the face and said, "Be good, tell me how much money we can make at this auction house later."
Di Youlin's sight was taken away and everything in front of him was dark. When Ning Xuan's hand tried to leave, he grabbed Ning Xuan's hand like lightning and put his face close to it.
"Yes, master." Di Youlin stood up with Ning Xuan's hand and sat down next to Ning Xuan naturally.
"The Prajna Fruit is very valuable. Don't you feel sad when you gave so much to my father at once?" Di Youlin couldn't see with his eyes, but his other senses were more sensitive. He followed the breath and leaned close to Ning Xuan's ear and asked softly.
As soon as Di Youlin finished speaking, Qinghe stood up quickly, moved sideways, and struck out a palm in the direction of Ning Xuan. The palm wind blew Ning Xuan's hair. Di Youlin's originally seemingly soft body instantly became like a sword, and he kicked at the black shadow that appeared beside Ning Xuan.
The shadow twisted like a ghost, narrowly avoiding Di Youlin's fierce kick. The moment his body froze, Qinghe's second palm arrived! The palm didn't hit directly, but subtly pressed down, forcing the shadow to leap back to avoid it.
At this moment, Di Youlin seemed to have predicted it long ago. He came up close like a shadow, and his fingers were as fast as lightning, pressing directly on the vital points on the side of the black shadow's waist.
The private room was quite large, but at the moment it seemed cramped. The wall wasn't far behind the sofa where Ning Xuan sat. She remained motionless, her eyelashes trembling slightly as she calmly watched Qinghe and Di Youlin battle the dark figure that had lurked in the room.
The three men's movements were so swift they practically left afterimages, their powerful winds emanating from them, yet they managed to maintain a strangely controlled range. An energy-suppressing barrier within the auction hall prevented the spirit controllers from using their own energy or summoning companion spirits to fight. This was undoubtedly a contest relying solely on their own martial skills and tacit understanding.
Di Youlin and Qinghe were clearly wary. Though their offensive was like a raging storm, they kept the center of the battle away from Ning Xuan's area, avoiding any impact on her. Every collision, every dodge, was precisely controlled within that open space.
Di Youlin's moves were tricky and brutal, his body movements were unusually flexible, and he often launched attacks in impossible places; Qinghe's palms were powerful and fierce, blocking the black shadow's possible escape routes and forcing him to take Di Youlin's killing moves.
The strength of the black shadow should not be underestimated. Although it was at a disadvantage when attacked by two people, it escaped danger several times with its strange and unpredictable body movements. Like an insubstantial shadow, it could always slip away from the gaps in the joint attack.
The fierce fight lasted for more than a dozen rounds. The dull sounds of fists and feet colliding were particularly clear in the well-soundproof box.
Finally, with the cooperation of the two, Di Youlin entangled the black shadow, and Qinghe's palm, which had been accumulating power for a long time, hit the back of the black shadow.
"Bang!" With a dull sound, the black shadow fell heavily to the ground, shaking the floor of the room. He struggled twice and then stopped moving.
There were chaotic footsteps outside the box, and the servant knocked on the door. "Dear guest, is there anything I can help you with?"
Although the fight was fierce, it took less than two minutes from the time Qinghe noticed the black shadow to the time the two men subdued it.
"No, please go back." Ning Xuan replied coldly.
Qinghe had tied up the black shadow tightly with a soul-forbidden rope. He stripped off the black outer coat on the black shadow, revealing a young man with short purple hair and a pair of pointed elf ears.
Qinghe grabbed his hair and made him look up. The young man's skin was a cold pale white, a color lost in the sunlight for a long time, like jade buried deep underground, shimmering with an almost fragile luster. His facial features were sharp and delicate, with a high nose bridge, thin cherry lips, and a pair of deep blue eyes.
The young man's face had an almost bewitching beauty.
Those eyes should have been incredibly captivating, long and narrow, with slightly upturned corners. But now, they resembled a foggy abyss, their pupils fixed and unfocused, like a pool of dead water.
Anyone can see at a glance that these are a pair of blind people's eyes.
What made Qinghe feel even more terrified was that the skin his fingers touched was extremely cold, without a trace of warmth. He also could not feel any trace of energy flowing in the other person's body.
"Master, this is a powerful weapon made by the Lord of the Wanxiang Galaxy using out-of-control orcs. They are called immortal warriors. They can only obey orders and have no consciousness of their own. The controller must be in the venue." Qinghe said to Ning Xuan.
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