The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Once the slightly old voice sounded, everyone followed the voice and saw that the price tag was lit on the seats of the Beiting family. Beitingqing.

"Wucao, what does this old guy mean? It doesn't make sense to see that labor and capital are not pleasing to the eye!" Bei Tinghuang was so angry that she stood up, and raised her hand to slap the bidder in the top VIP room, but He was stopped by Beitingjing.

"Xiao Jiu, wait a minute!" Bei Tingjing has been by Bei Tingqing's side for ten years, and he still knows a little about his cheap grandfather. He is a person who loves face very much. Looking at the face of Zhongzhou Continent, embarrassing Xiaojiu in this way.

But on the field, other people didn't think so, they all looked at Bei Tinghuang with pity. So what if Bei Tinghuang is powerful? It's not like being expelled and abandoned by the family, but now it's good, my own grandfather, in front of so many people, sings against her and competes for a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"Hua'er, look, I'm right, the family will not turn to Beitinghuang, it will definitely become a force to support me." Beitingyi gloated in the direction of the top VIP room, and glanced arrogantly, "Otherwise, ten years ago, the family would not have ignored the opposition of the elders and sent that idiot Beitinghuang to Luobei City!"

Saintess Ye Hua's face looked much better. She raised the corners of her lips haughtily, facing the top VIP room, and the vicious look in her eyes was not reduced by half. Bei Ting Huang, how did you enter the territory of His Royal Highness the Night King today? Tomorrow, I'm going to tell you how to climb out.

Saint Ye Huayang raised her voice and said with a smile, "Old Patriarch of Beiting, thank you for your support. If you can help me snatch this high-grade spiritual weapon, the Temple of Judgment is willing to pay ten times the price to buy it back!"

hiss!

There was a uniform sound of gasping in the audience, what does this mean? Is this the rhythm of provoking grandparents and grandchildren to draw swords against each other?

Sure enough, a woman's heart, a scorpion needle!

How vicious is it to come up with such a vicious scheme? Immediately, everyone looked at Saintess Ye Hua with a trace of fear. In Ye Hua's eyes, she was quite proud of this trace of fear. What she wanted was this kind of effect, and what she wanted was that others would be afraid of her!

"Hmph!" Bei Tingqing saw the pride on Saintess Ye Hua's face, and snorted coldly, full of sarcasm, "Your Highness, do you think that the Patriarch is too old to use his brain well?" I really don’t know where your confidence comes from, thinking that this old man is helping you! No matter how hard Bei Tinghuang is, she is also my grandson. I can tell you, this long sword, my grandson likes it, and I will lose everything Take a picture of it and give it to her as a fifteenth birthday present!"

boom!

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone had a complex look on their faces, guilt and shock, and they took it for granted. No matter how you say it, blood and family ties are always broken, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons, that's what it means.

Just a moment ago, everyone felt that Bei Tinghuang was pitiful. At this moment, almost everyone was envious. It turns out that Bei Tinghuang was not abandoned by the family. I don't know how many disasters have been caused, the old Patriarch's punishment is punishment, and at critical times, he still faces her.

This is a different kind of favor. The boys and girls on the field looked at Bei Tingqing with stars in their eyes. They really want to have such a domineering grandfather, what should they do?