Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Chapter 3215 Lesser Fullness (10,000 words!)

Chapter 3125 Lesser Fullness (One Million!)

Hua Nian also chimed in with admiration, "That's amazing, Young Master Zhou. Is your family so poor that all you have left are spirit stones?"

Zhou Wenlun waved his hand and said modestly, "Not at all. Over the years, the Zhou family has not only had businesses in Feiyang City, but also established a number of businesses in the Ghost Domain Border City."

"One million high-grade spirit stones is a lot, but I can still come up with it."

Ning Shuang looked at Zhou Wenlun and felt that this man was even more mentally unstable than Mei Qianxiao.

To actually fight Mei Qianxiao to the death for a million high-grade spirit stones over two dolls, he must have lost his mind!

Not long after, the auctioneer came in carrying an exquisite tray with the two plush toys placed steadily on it.

Zhou Wenlun took the doll and casually placed a storage ring filled with one million high-grade spirit stones on the tray.

The waiter's eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, and he quickly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, young master!"

After saying that, he hurriedly left with the tray.

Zhou Wenlun handed the yellow doll and the purple bird doll to Hu Xiaoman: "Here, my fiancée, these are for you."

Hu Xiaoman took the doll and thanked her again softly, "Thank you."

She recalled the money she had earned from auctioning the pills earlier. Although it amounted to several hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones, it was still far from a million.

I should have sold a few more pills earlier.

Hu Xiaoman clutched the doll in her fingers, looked up at Zhou Wenlun, and said seriously, "I'll pay you back once I've collected a million high-grade spirit stones."

Zhou Wenlun immediately put on a tearful expression, his handsome face full of "hurt": "Fiancée, you're being too polite!"

"If you give it back to me, you're tearing my heart out!"

"If you really want to pay me back, I'll kill myself!"

Hu Xiaoman: “…”

The people in the side room: "..."

Everyone: ...Assessment complete, this person is indeed a lunatic.

Hu Xiaoman was too lazy to argue with him anymore and reached out to take the doll.

The moment her fingertips touched the fabric, a sharp and eerie force suddenly erupted, violently pushing her hand away!

"Watch out!" Ning Shuang reacted quickly and caught her.

Hu Xiaoman steadied herself and fixed her gaze on the doll in her hands.

A thick layer of black aura swirled around the doll's surface. The aura twisted and condensed, transforming into a hideous ghost face that cackled at her, exuding a chilling coldness.

“This is a restriction.” Ning Shuang’s voice was solemn.

She leaned closer to examine the ghostly face closely, her brows furrowed so deeply they could crush pebbles. "I've seen this restriction before."

"Where is it?" Hu Xiaoman asked urgently.

Ning Shuang took a deep breath, her tone heavy: "Blood Demon Cave."

"The place where Master was trapped was permeated with the aura of this restriction."

Yang Rui's face paled instantly: "So, these two puppets are related to Master's being trapped?"

Ning Shuang nodded emphatically: "Most likely."

Hu Xiaoman's gaze grew colder as she stared intently at the ghostly face on the doll—the smile becoming increasingly twisted and ferocious, as if mocking her.

All of this was clearly orchestrated by someone behind the scenes, carefully luring her into the trap.

Could it be that Blue Demon God?

A chilling glint flashed in her eyes; the feeling of being led by the nose was irritating.

Hu Xiaoman closed her eyes, and strands of pure soul power slowly flowed out.

After a period of dedicated cultivation, her soul power has recovered to most of its original level, and breaking this seemingly strange restriction should be a piece of cake.

The soul power transformed into fine silver threads, quietly wrapping around the puppet's ghost face restriction.

As if sensing a threat, the ghost face immediately began to struggle violently.

The black aura surged like waves, attempting to devour the invading soul force completely.

But Hu Xiaoman's soul power was as tough as steel and as sharp as a blade, cutting through the barrier of the restriction bit by bit.

Time ticked by, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, sliding down her cheeks.

The restriction was more difficult to handle than she had anticipated, not only because it was exceptionally tough.

It also carries a strange devouring power; if she is not careful, her soul power will be devoured by it.

But she couldn't give up.

Little Yellow and Little Purple are still waiting for her.

Hu Xiaoman gritted his teeth, made a firm decision, and suddenly unleashed his soul power!

"Oh!"

With a muffled thud, the ghost-face barrier shattered, and the black aura receded like a tide, vanishing without a trace in an instant.

Hu Xiaoman had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to check on the dolls when two extremely shrill screams suddenly came from the dolls: "Ah—!"

"Master, help—!"

It's Xiao Huang and Xiao Zi's voices!

Weak and desperate, it made one's heart clench.

Everyone's expression changed drastically, and the air in the room instantly froze.

Immediately afterwards, a deep, hoarse male voice with an eerie laugh echoed in the room, as if it came from the deepest hell: "Welcome to the Ghost Realm Border City."

Do you like the gift I gave you?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A chilling laugh lingered in my ears, carrying an indescribable eeriness that sent shivers down my spine.

Yang Rui was so frightened that she immediately hid behind Hua Nian, her face pale: "I'm so scared..."

Hua Nian rolled her eyes, but still reached out and patted his back, transferring a trace of yin energy.

Ning Shuang's expression grew increasingly solemn as she gripped her sword tightly.

Zhou Wenlun raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes—things seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

Hu Xiaoman clutched the two rag dolls, her knuckles turning white, her eyes filled with raging fury.

That weak cry for help just now felt like needles piercing her heart, almost tearing her reason apart!

The person behind it all clearly let her hear on purpose, just to torment her!

What exactly is this guy hiding in the shadows up to?

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the agitation in her heart, and carefully put the doll into her arms: "Let's get out of here first."

Everyone nodded and quickly got up and walked out of the private room.

The auction had already ended, and the crowd was gradually dispersing, leaving the venue in a chaotic state.

But just as they reached the top of the stairs, a group of guards dressed in black suddenly surrounded them and blocked their way.

The leader was a man in his early twenties, dressed in a purple brocade robe, with features as exquisite as a fine jade carving.

Her peach blossom eyes were slightly upturned, with a strange red mark at the corner of each eye, and she exuded an aura of evil charm and arrogance.

A nonchalant smile played on his lips as he twirled a folding fan adorned with subtle patterns in his hand, leaning lazily against the railing with an air of unrestrained arrogance.

"Gentlemen, are you in such a hurry to leave without saying goodbye?"

Ning Shuang's face darkened instantly upon seeing the newcomer, and her tone turned icy: "Mei Qianxiao, what do you want?"

Mei Qian smiled more and more amusedly, her eyes sweeping over Ning Shuang's face: "Ning Shuang, don't be so fierce."

"I just want to ask, where did your sister Ningxue go?"

"It's been half a month, and I haven't seen a single person. Could it be that they're hiding from me?"

Ning Shuang snorted coldly: "Where my sister goes is none of your business."

“A good dog stays out of the way!”

"Step aside!"