I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

After dismissing Cai Hao, the office finally became quiet. The two security guards also went out and closed the door.

"Zhou Fan, can you tell me what is going on with ink painting now?" Yan Changqing asked nervously.

Now there are only two of them left, so naturally there is no need to avoid anything.

"Uncle, I'm sorry." Zhou Fan took a deep breath and said, "I didn't protect Sister Ink well."

"What..." Yan Changqing's body was struck by lightning, and he staggered immediately and almost fell to the ground.

Zhou Fan's eyes were quick and quick, he immediately supported Yan Changqing, and instilled a ray of spiritual power into his body.

It took a long time for Yan Changqing to relax. Although he had guessed that Yan Shuimo hadn't been seen for so long, he might have been killed, but when he really heard the news, he still felt unacceptable.

That is his child, his only daughter. It is so miserable in the world that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, he has to bear it again.

If it is possible, he would rather spend hundreds of billions of dollars in exchange for his daughter, but he also knows that this is simply impossible.

"Uncle Yan, Sister Shui Mo was killed because of me. I am sorry for you." Zhou Fan said with a sad expression.

This was also the hurt in his heart. Even though he tried his best, he still didn't bring Yan Shuimo back, which made him feel extremely sorry for Yan Changqing.

"Zhou Fan, how did the ink painting die?" Yan Changqing asked.

Zhou Fan hesitated for a moment, and then explained the ins and outs of the matter.

Hearing Zhou Fan's narrative, Yan Changqing was shocked. He had never heard of mandala killers, magic gates, magic soldiers, and the realm.

He knew that there were cultivating families in this world. After all, Ning Cheng and Shen's family belonged to this. This was easy to understand, but what he didn't know was that there were magic gates and realms in this world.

Moreover, what made him feel even more shocked was that Zhou Fan actually entered the realm and had to rescue Yan Shuimo. Such affection still transcended life and death.

My own daughter died for such a man, and it is considered to have died well.

"Zhou Fan, I don't blame you for the death of ink painting. After all, the choice of ink painting is correct. If she didn't do this at that time, you might all die." Yan Changqing sighed.

He is not an unreasonable person, he knows what righteousness is!

Mandala is a force fostered by the magic door, which is equivalent to standing on the opposite side of the human race. The enemy of the human race is naturally the enemy of Yan Changqing. For this, he can still distinguish right from wrong.

"Actually, Uncle, Sister Shui Mo still has the possibility of resurrection." Zhou Fan hesitated, but decided to tell Yan Changqing this point. This can be regarded as some hope for the elderly.

"What?" Yan Changqing's heart was shaken after hearing Zhou Fan's words. You must know that Yan Shuimo is dead, how can the dead be resurrected?

"Uncle, don't worry, I will bring Sister Shui Mo back one day." Zhou Fan said seriously, looking at Yan Changqing.

Although he was not 100% sure of saving Yan Shuimo from the Demon Realm, he would still work hard in this direction.

After all, Emperor Jimeng took away Yan Shuimo's spirit, probably not to kill him, but to deal with him.

In this case, Yan Shuimo's safety may not be a problem for a short time, as long as he is strong enough, there is a chance to rescue her.

"Zhou Fan, it's okay if you have the heart. There are some things you don't need to force too much." Yan Changqing sighed.

"I know." Zhou Fan nodded, "Uncle, I have a jade charm here. If you are in danger, crush it to pieces, I can feel it and come immediately."

Yan Shuimo is no longer there, he must take good care of Yan's family, take care of Yan Changqing, and do his duty as a son-in-law.

"You kid, don't worry about the old man whose half of my foot has entered the coffin." Yan Changqing shook his head.

"Uncle, one day, I will bring Sister Shui Mo back. You want to see Sister Shui Mo stand in front of you again," Zhou Fan said.

After listening to Zhou Fan's words, Yan Changqing stopped tangling and put away the jade charm.

Zhou Fan accompanied Yan Changqing for some time, and then left here.

...

As the richest man in Ningcheng, the Cai family owns its own manor. This manor is not open to the outside world and belongs to the private property of the Cai family.

At this time, in the Cai family manor villa, Cai Hao stood aside respectfully, sitting in front of him on a chair made of Huanghuali, a man in his forties.

The man was wearing a white exercise suit and a string of Buddhist beads around his neck. He held two steel **** in his hands. The steel **** turned back and forth in his hands. He was the second master of the Shen family, Shen Long.

"What you said is true?" Shen Long said with a cold glow in his eyes.

"How dare the villain conceal something from the second master? The boy was so arrogant that he threw Ren De out of the window, and the villain was forced to hand over the Cai family's property." Cai Hao said in a consoling manner.

"He bullied me, isn't it equivalent to slap your second master in the face! Moreover, that kid also said, "Second Master Shen, Shen Long, Shen Chong is almost the same, it is just a waste, not Put you in your eyes." Cai Hao added fuel and jealousy, turning his inner anger into grief, and said to Shen Long.

"Hmph, it's unreasonable, it's just a junior, so mad." Shen Long said angrily.

As the only cultivating family in Ningcheng, and a strong person whose cultivation reached the early stage of the Golden Fairy Realm, it can be said that Shen Long is like the sky in Ningcheng, and no one dares to violate his will.

But today, he feels that his authority has been provoked, and his inner anger can be imagined.

"Don't worry, I'm sitting here, but I want to see what that guy has three heads and six arms, and he dares to speak such crazy words." Shen Long said solemnly.

After hearing Shen Long's words, Cai Hao felt a little at ease. What could Zhou Fan do if he was more powerful? After all, the Shen family is a cultivating family, no matter how strong it is, it can't beat a cultivating family that has been inherited for hundreds or even thousands of years.

"Boy, I think you are not dead this time!" Cai Hao sneered, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Dad, the big thing is not good!" At this moment, Cai Kun ran in in a panic, and said with an ugly face.

"I didn't see Erye Shen here, so panicked like this, how decent he is!" Cai Hao said with an unhappy expression.

"Shen Erye, I'm sorry." Cai Kun said.

"It's okay, talk about it, I'll go out for a stroll." After that, Shen Long turned the steel ball in his hand and walked out slowly.

Seeing Shen Long going out, Cai Hao looked at Cai Kun and said, "Let's talk, what's the matter."

"Dad, look." Cai Kun took out his phone and clicked on a video.

In the video, a big bald man rushed towards Cai Kun with his teeth and claws, and then there was an unsightly picture.

"Little bunny, you guys actually did such an insulting thing, don't see if I can fix you!" Seeing this kind of picture, Cai Hao immediately became angry.

That’s fine for you, it’s been posted on the Internet. In Ningcheng, who didn’t know that Cai Kun was Cai Hao’s son, this kind of thing was known, so what kind of face does he have when going out to meet people? what.

"Dad, it's not bad for me, it's all Zhou Fan, he made the ghost." Cai Kun said, crying without tears.

"Zhou Fan, it's Zhou Fan again!" Cai Hao's eyes burst out with extremely cold killing intent!