I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

Wen Ting brought Menglai to the living room on the first floor and sat down on the sofa.

"Meng Lai, tell me what happened in the magic gate." Wen Ting looked at Meng Lai and said.

Zhou Fan's current injury can be said to be the most serious one she has ever seen.

At that time, Zhou Fan only sealed his soul, and his body was still intact, but this time, Zhou Fan's body suffered great trauma.

And this made Wen Ting extremely worried.

"In the magic gate, Zhou Fan triggered the barrier left by my sister in order to take me away, and was perceived by my sister, Sha Potian and others." Menglai said what happened in the city of magic gate without reservation. , Even at the last moment, Sima Meiniang chose to self-destruct cultivation so that they could escape safely, and she said it.

"If there is no sister, I am afraid that we will all stay in the city of demons." Said here, there is a strong sadness in Menglai's eyes.

She and Sima Meiniang are not sisters, but what Sima Meiniang has done for her, even a sister may not be able to do it.

And all she can do is to obey Sima Meiniang's last wish and live well, and then kill Bing Shifeng to avenge Sima Meiniang.

"I'm sorry, I brought up your sadness. I didn't know that such things happened in the city of Demon Gate." Wen Ting could feel Menglai's sadness and couldn't help but feel the same way.

"It's okay." Menglai sorted out her mood, looked at Wen Ting and said, "Can you tell me the story between Zhou Fan and Yan Shumo?"

Zhou Fan kept saying that she was Yan Shuimo, and there was indeed a memory sealed in her mind. According to the information Menglai knew, it was very likely that it belonged to Yan Shuimo.

Why did Yan Shu Mo's memory appear in her mind, and what relationship she had with Yan Shu Mo was very important to her.

"Sister Ink, is a very gentle and kind girl." Wen Ting pondered a little, and told the story between several people.

"You said that Yan Shuimo chose to let the demon soldier cut his neck for Zhou Fan's sake, and his soul entered the realm, while Zhou Fan, for Yan Shuimo, went into the realm to search regardless of the danger?" Menglai opened his eyes wide, feeling unbelievable. .

She is very clear about the land, it is full of slaughter, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to survive there, not to mention that going to the land to find someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack, with little hope.

However, knowing that it was so difficult, Zhou Fan still crossed the gate of the terrestrial dimension, went to the terrestrial world, and looked for Yan Shuimo. Such friendship makes people envious and envious.

"Since Brother Fan said that you are Sister Ink Painting, he naturally has his basis. Although you may have forgotten everything now, when you think about it, you may know how precious this friendship is." Wen Ting sighed. Taking a breath, he got up and walked into the kitchen.

Although she and Menglai would be fine if they didn't eat, but besides the two of them, there was a little girl who had not yet reached the state of not eating five grains.

"Am I really Yan Shu Mo?" Meng Lai glanced at Wen Ting, still confused.

However, what she knew was that, whether she was Yan Shumo or not, she would never shoot Zhou Fan again.

Because, when Zhou Fan stepped forward and blocked the ice dragon sword light of Bing Shifeng for her, she had already decided that even if she disobeyed the master's order, she would not take action against Zhou Fan.

Wen Ting made some snacks, some snacks that children like to eat. After all, Xiaoxiao is only five or six years old. Children at this age are very fond of snacks.

"Thank you." Taking the snacks from Wen Ting, she smiled and said thanks, holding the snacks in her hand, but she didn't eat it right away, even though her stomach was roaring in protest.

"You're welcome, eat." Wen Ting smiled.

However, even after listening to Wen Ting's words, Xiaoxiao still did not eat immediately, but looked at Zhou Fan who was lying on the bed beside him.

"Is he really my master?" asked with a smile.

She remembered that her master was wearing a black robe and his voice was hoarse, like a dying old man, but the person in front of her was obviously a young man in his twenties, and he was completely different from the master she remembered. .

"Well, he is your master." Wen Ting said, "you don't have to doubt, we have no ill will towards you."

"Well." Xiaoxiao nodded, "He is my master, it will be alright."

"It'll be alright, he'll wake up in a few days." Wen Ting rubbed her little head with a smile, "Hurry up and eat, I'll take you to wash after eating, you look like a little cat of."

It wasn't until this moment that Xiaoxiao put the cake in her hand into her mouth and took a light bite.

"Is it delicious?" Wen Ting asked.

"Delicious." There was a smile on the smile on her cheek. This was the best thing she had ever eaten.

"Eat more if it's delicious." Wen Ting smiled.

"Yeah." Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously.

After eating, Wen Ting took Menglai to the bathroom and washed her whole body.

However, Wen Ting didn't have any children's clothes here, so in desperation, she could only let Xiaoxiao put on a bath towel and wash her clothes.

In the next few days, the days were quite peaceful, and Wen Ting didn't go to school again, and she took care of Zhou Fan and Xiaoxiao at home with peace of mind.

However, Zhou Fan never woke up. On his body, the glazed light became more and more intense, and the breath was steady, like a dormant wild beast.

However, at this time, the southwestern area of ​​China was gradually filled with the flames of war. The disciples of the Demon Gate could be said to have rushed out of their nests and rushed towards the Huaxia City, looting the Chinese people they encountered and transporting them to the City of Demon Gate.

The monastery was also aware of this situation, and they also sent a large number of strong men to resist, eliminate demons and guard the road, and protect Huaxia Antai.

However, this kind of collision is only a small-scale collision, and most of them are confrontations between the powerhouses whose cultivation base is below the realm of immortality.

Moreover, the mobility of the demon disciples is obviously higher than that of the monastery. They can choose the village or town they want to attack, and once they succeed, they will quickly evacuate.

This also made the disciples of the demon sect do it ten times, and they could succeed six or seven times, making the monastery devastated.

And with the continuous input of Chinese people into the city of Demon Gate, in the ice field, the breath became more and more terrifying.

Apparently, the monastery was not aware of all this.