By the time Luo An'an came back, Mo Jiuxiao and Feng Xue had already negotiated relevant matters with the auction owner. Just waiting for the auction to start.

Luo Anan quietly returned to the shovel officer, and said with a "guilty" face: "Jiuqing, the baby has just given you another loser." ”

Uncle Mo said very calmly: "How many defeats?"

"Two million high-grade spirit stones. ”

"What?" Mo Jiuxiao was not calm, and looked at Luo An'an with a cold voice: "Luo Luo, how much did you say? Two million high-grade spirit stones?"

Luo An'an was frightened, and his momentum instantly weakened: "Yes, yes." Million. ”

Mo Jiuxiao's voice concealed anger, so much so that Luo An'an didn't need to look at it to know how dark the shovel official's face was at the moment: "Spend two million at a time! You, you ......"

"How can only two million top-grade spirit stones be called a loser, even if it costs more than 10 million, it can only be called normal expenses. Luo Luo, is there something wrong with your spirit stone concept?" At the end of speaking, Mo Jiuxiao looked serious, for fear that something would be wrong with Luo An'an's brain.

Luo Anan: ...... You almost scared the baby to death by meowing so much, do you know! Can't you finish the words at once!

This baby thinks you're going to scold me!

An Baobao breathed a sigh of relief, and then humbly asked: "So what is the level of a loser?"

"One hundred million!" President Mo Domineering added calmly: "And it's the best spirit stone!"

"Next time, if you don't use up so many spirit stones, don't tell me that you're a loser!"

Luo An'an: (⊙v⊙), I suddenly feel like I've become a goblin with a domineering president!

Feng Xue: (⊙o⊙), am I blind in my ears? Isn't there something wrong with your concept of spirit stones?

At this moment, Feng Xue finally deeply realized how rich Mo Jiuxiao was, and how poor he was.

All the property on his body, plus selling himself, is it not enough for two million high-grade spirit stones, okay? Suddenly he felt so sad...... , I also want to be fostered. The fact is that he has been sold to Mo Jiuxiao as a slave, and no one will support him (T▽T) at all

An Baobao was silent and began to change the topic: "Everyone is wearing black robes, and no one can see anyone's face, this is ...... Why did I forget, I should have been able to see them, right?"

Thinking of this, Luo Anan immediately squinted his eyes and looked around. Well, everyone is only covered with a cloak. Some suspicious ones are still a disguised pill. But—

A villain in his heart laughed loudly: After eating Yirong Dan, the baby can still see through your disguise, hahaha!

A certain lewd man took the hand of the shoveler, and then wrote the names of people he knew on his hands. Uncle Mo closed his eyes, but his heart was clear. Hmph, Wen Fuquan, the old fox, still dares to say that his auction is private. The people of the six sects, four valleys and one region are clearly invited, where is the news of the auction still covered!

In that case, don't blame yourself for the lion's big mouth, you must slaughter him until he regrets his heartache!

"The auction is about to be held in half an hour, so please quickly press the number on the invitation letter to enter the box. Suddenly, a sweet and soft sound echoed everywhere in the alley. Mo Jiuxiao, they saw that monks were constantly flying into an extremely large house. Presumably that is the venue for the auction.

"Let's go, tonight's big show is about to begin. Mo Jiuxiao grabbed the fox's waist and flew to the auction hall lightly. Wind and snow followed. Not many people will pay attention to them.