I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

Outside the main hall, guys in night clothes, armed with sharp knives, slashed at the people around them from time to time, with terrifying energy across the world.

And above the sky, there are even more terrifying powerhouses confrontation, one after another strong energy fluctuations, the people who are pressed can't breathe.

"Miss Wen, come with me." A monastery member said, leading Wen Ting to the mountain behind the monastery quickly.

Wen Ting did not dare to neglect and followed closely.

At this time, two guys in black night clothes also noticed a few people, and they followed after a flash.

The speed of Wen Ting and the others is not very fast. After all, Zhou Fan is still in a coma, and he is just a fuel bottle.

"Miss Wen, they are catching up, you go first, I will block them." After the man said, he turned back, held a sharp blade, and killed the two of them.

However, the strength of those two people is really strong, and they will deal with this person when the knife falls.

Seeing this scene, Wen Ting hurriedly led Zhou Fan, a little faster.

However, after all, she was with Zhou Fan, no matter how fast she was, she couldn't be faster than the two of them, but in the blink of an eye, she caught up.

"Hey...Little lady, I think you can still escape there." One of the men in black said with a smile.

"Brother, I think this little lady is very beautiful, why don't she accompany our brother to have a good time?" Another person laughed.

"Hahaha... so good."

The two walked towards Wen Ting step by step, and there was a touch of fiery in their eyes.

It can be seen that the two have moved their hearts now and want to do something red-faced before solving Wen Ting.

"Don't come here, I'll tell you, my husband is very powerful, if you do anything to me, he won't let you go." A trace of panic flashed in Wen Ting's eyes, and her body kept retreating.

"Very powerful? How powerful can it be?"

"You shouldn't be talking about this guy, right? You see how ill he is, how powerful can he be?"

"Little lady, in my opinion, you should follow us, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood, maybe you will be able to give birth to two big fat boys for us in the future." The man in black said with a smile, between the words, Unbridled to the extreme.

Wen Ting's figure kept retreating, and her eyes were full of fear. The strength of these two people has reached the realm of real fairy, and she is not able to fight against it at all. Does it mean that she is really going to be insulted by them today?

I saw that as soon as the two stepped on their feet, they came to Wen Ting, but Wen Ting panicked, and Zhou Fan, who was supporting him, also fell down.

"Brother Fan, save me!" Wen Ting shouted in horror.

"Haha...Little lady, that guy is a dead person and can't save you." One of the men in black said with a smile.

"That's right, just tear your throat and scream. The louder you scream, the more excited we will be, haha..." The two of them were even more reckless, grabbing Wen Ting's arm and laughing loudly.

Wen Ting struggled hard, but to no avail, she screamed in horror and asked Zhou Fan for help!

"Brother Fan, don't sleep, come and save me!" Wen Ting said in horror.

Stab it!

The man in black pulled the thin shirt off Wen Ting's arm with the palm of his hand, making a piercing sound, revealing his snow-white skin.

Wen Ting stretched out her hands and hugged her arms tightly.

"Haha... It really is the best in the world, your boyfriend is a waste, useless, what else can you expect him to do?" The man in black laughed wantonly.

On the other side, Zhou Fan was still in a coma, his soul was closed, and he was unwilling to wake up.

However, it wasn't that he didn't feel anything. He could still hear Wen Ting's cry for help and the unscrupulous roar of the man in black.

He wanted to wake up and drive away the man in black who bullied Wen Ting, but he was afraid, afraid that he would not be able to protect Wen Ting, just like he couldn't protect Yan Shu Mo, and in the end he could only watch Yan Shu Mo Luo helplessly. Into the hands of Emperor Meng.

"No... I'm about to wake up, I've lost ink and wash, I can't lose Tingting anymore." Zhou Fan struggled in his heart, his spirit fluctuated violently, and he wanted to break through his closed spirit and gain control over his body.

However, he found that his body seemed not to belong to him. Even if he tried to control it, he still had no control.

"Ah... help!" In Wen Ting's body, aura bloomed, broke free from the control of the man in black, and ran towards Zhou Fan.

He came to Zhou Fan and looked in horror at the man in black who was still walking towards him.

"Hehe... Little lady, it's useless, no one can save you today." The man in black continued to walk slowly towards Wen Ting.

Looking at the man in black who was getting closer and closer to her, Wen Ting's eyes flashed with despair, she could not get rid of the man in black at all, but she couldn't do something sorry for Zhou Fan.

So, she took out a dagger from her pocket and held it in her hand.

"Want to commit suicide? Tsk tsk...Little lady, suicide is painful, have you figured it out?" Seeing this scene, the man in black folded his arms and said playfully.

"It's really Zhenlie, but the more it is like this, the more I like it." Another person stepped forward and walked towards Wen Ting.

"Don't come here, I will die for you to see if you come again." Wen Ting said in a trembling voice.

"Dead, you are dead!" The man in black didn't care, as if he didn't care about Wen Ting's death.

Wen Ting lowered her head, tears couldn't help flowing out, "Brother Fan, I'm sorry, if there is an afterlife, let's be together again."

After speaking, Wen Ting raised the dagger and slowly placed it on her neck.

"No..." Zhou Fan was terrified. The scene of Yan Shumo's death kept replaying in his mind. The blood stained his clothes, which was so heartbreaking.

Today, is he going to experience Wen Ting's death again?

No, he can't accept it, he can no longer watch Wen Ting die in front of his eyes and be indifferent.

He wants to wake up, he wants to protect Wen Ting, and stop watching his beloved die in front of him.

At this moment, the spirit in Zhou Fan Niwan Palace was violently agitated, and the powerful spirit power instantly shattered the autistic state and regained control of the body.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and instantly stretched out his palm, and held the dagger that was not far from Wen Ting in his hand.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I've made you feel wronged." Zhou Fan said apologetically, looking at Wen Ting, holding the dagger.

"You're awake, it's more important than anything else." Wen Ting immediately burst into tears, let go of the dagger, and threw herself into Zhou Fan's arms.

After a long time, Zhou Fan let go of Wen Ting and looked at the man in black, "Next, let me deal with them first."