"Oh, you don't blame me for spending a lot of money now?"

- You can earn it back anyway if you spend it.

Qin Yu: "Your words please me." ”

Qin Yu smiled and also contacted Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao seems to be very busy over there, and there is the sound of chopping vegetables.

"What are you doing, I'm busy? By the way, can I make it spicy?"

"Don't you know if I can eat spicy food?"

"It doesn't matter if you can eat it, see if you want to eat it, I'll get it if you want to eat it, I'll tell you, this chili sauce is my new blend...I'll take the earth's ones and study them, and mix the spiritual peppers of this world." ”

"That's great, my Jiaojiao. ”

"Don't praise me, praise me won't be moved, I'm the little prince of Chuyu..."

"Your breathing is unsteady. ”

"Hmph, what's the matter, I'm busy, don't bother me!"

Qin Yu can imagine Jiaojiao wearing an apron, holding a kitchen knife, and humming softly with her waist forked.

"I have to go to an auction, a little bit late, but not in time. ”

"Whew, okay, hang up. ”

Qin Yu ended the call with Jiaojiao and entered the huge autumn reed auction hall.

As a wealthy person, she Qin Yu has been to a lot of auction houses, and she has seen all kinds of auction houses, this one in Northern Xinjiang is probably huge, with enough financial resources, and it looks much more magnificent than Yun Fei Pavilion.

But it is luxurious and stylish, and it looks very good, but Qin Yu looked at people after admiring the building.

There's no sense of class, there's no box or anything, it's all the same chairs.

At best, the difference is in position.

She didn't care where she was, but she cared about who was here.

Now, the new monarch is in office, and the change of power is concentrated in the south and northern Xinjiang, except for the north where the turmoil is greater and has to be moved, the southeast and southeast are both swaying.

Therefore, most of the concentration here is mostly in the north and south, and a few in the southeast.

Before Qin Yu set off, the letter pavilion quietly sent relevant information, and Qin Yu took half an hour to digest it, and now as far as his eyes could see, he directly locked on the four characters.

Either brilliant or not, ordinary, ordinary, or unordinary.

She was looking for a place to sit down.

"Mo Bai, do you dare to sit here?"

There was a sound, and when I looked up, it was a merger period, and my appearance was a little raw, but Qin Yu still recognized the place, a native of Northern Xinjiang, a peak of the god transformation period, a three-star killer, nicknamed the Rising Sun Swordsman.

It's already a very good result, but there is a perverted and excellent Mo Bai, even if the cultivation is higher than Mo Bai, but the record is far inferior, and he thinks that he is extremely embarrassed, and he seems to have a grudge before (it must be one-sided, Fang Yourong has never taken others to heart), and he has never dealt with it.

This guy is now pointing his sword at the position next to him, sneering and provocative.

Look at whether Qin Yu dares to sit down.

Qin Yu glanced at the other party, ignored it, and walked to the vacant seat he had chosen.

The Sunrise Swordsman sneered more and more, and his words were humiliating.

Just endure it?

Qin Yu sat down, and after sitting down, he glanced up at the Rising Sun Swordsman,

At this glance, the Rising Sun Swordsman only felt a heavy blow in his heart, his spiritual breath suddenly fluctuated, and the sword in his hand trembled.

The hall was shocked by his sword sound for a while, and many people looked at it, thinking that it was the Sunrise Swordsman who had to do it without moving his mouth.

"Sunrise, be cautious. ”

The deep voice came from an old man, and Xuyang seemed to be extremely jealous of this person, and hurriedly turned around and bowed down.

"Xuyang has seen Pingjin's predecessors. ”

The old man in Northern Xinjiang is one of the four people that Qin Yu paid attention to.

The peak of the merger period, a five-star master.

Two thousand years of practice, an old thing.

The sunrise can't reach it, and the presence of such a person is a warning and a reminder.

Sunrise is both nervous and reassuring.

After all, they are all from the Northern Xinjiang City, and the other party will speak out only if they are willing to protect them.

Ping Jin was cold, and Mian Chang responded.

The other three masters didn't bother with the Rising Sun Swordsman, you must know that those three were not all from the Northern Frontier.

Although Xuyang was happy, he was unwilling, and took a deep look at Qin Yu.

However...he found that Qin Yu didn't look at him, but looked down at a list.

"This is the treasure arrangement of the auction. ”

"My lord, a hundred medium-grade spirit stones. ”

The smiling and small-looking little boy is delicate and lovely, and there are two small dimples when he laughs, which is very pleasing.

Qin Yu glanced at him, "Slander me?"

The little boy still smiled: "Where can I, a character like an adult, a small one doesn't dare..."

Qin Yu stared at him and didn't speak.

The ink-white mask, even the Mahayana masters can't see the mystery, but only these two pupils.

The deepest and deepest.

Like

The smile on the little boy's face was always there, and so was the little dimple, but as time passed, he soon couldn't hold back.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and the small dimples became stiff.

He wanted to give up, but he felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger.

So many people are watching...

Until there is a sonorous sound.

The pouch was placed on a plate.

The young man was surprised, and was about to ask, but he heard a word from this rumoredly ruthless man.

"The chassis of Northern Xinjiang is slanderous, it must be the people of Northern Xinjiang, and they can't afford to provoke it. ”

The tone is long, not strong, not sharp, cool but not degrading.

said that he couldn't be provoked, but the little boy still felt ....

It's cold.

"You're a terrible person, more terrible than rumored to be, and I can't afford to mess with you. ”

The little boy respectfully put the bag back on the small table and saluted.

gone, and went down one by one.

Most of the rest of the people knew the details and gave them one by one.

Qin Yu was the only one who was begged and returned but returned.

Many people are concerned about a few points and whisper.

There was a swordsman on the side, and he smiled, "Lord Mobai is majestic and admirable." ”

"More people want to kill me and make me famous, including you. ”

“．．．．”

The atmosphere froze all at once.

The swordsman looked at the mask, and he was determined for a while, as if his heart was cold for no reason, and his buttocks moved, and he suddenly got up and left.

"Zhang Qing, this reckless man has run away!"

"What a waste of his reputation!"

"So cowardly. ”

——————

"It's not that he's timid, it's that his strength is not strong enough to withstand Mo Bai's momentum. ”

"But grandma, I didn't see any momentum in her. ”

"That's because you're not strong enough. ”

“．．．．”

When the gray-haired old woman was talking to the good-looking woman next to her, there were many empty places nearby, and it was obvious that no one dared to sit on her side.

The people in the south are not from the northern Xinjiang City, but they are also five-star masters, nicknamed Grandma Whitehead.

The white-headed grandmother looks very kind, but in fact, she kills people without blinking, and she doesn't have a good reputation in the south, but she has a high status in the Northern Xinjiang Alliance.

What's more important is that she has a good granddaughter, just the woman next to her, her appearance is not at her peak, her temperament is not outstanding, she doesn't look like the women in the east, but this person is the top ten in the southern Tianzang, and she is the youngest.

In terms of talent, it surpasses the eldest grandson Yunhong and others.

The east..., in principle, is indeed the weakest part.

What's this woman's name?