"Luo Luo, I will let you see what a real loser is. Halfway through the flight, Mo Jiuxiao suddenly leaned into Luo An'an's ear and whispered. The breath of Luo An'an's ears was numb and itchy.

But what a certain person who didn't understand the amorous mind was not how handsome the shovel officer would be and how handsome he would spend a lot of money, but had a different premonition about his own purse. What is the shovel officer doing here?

A weak voice spoke: "Jiuqing, don't be impulsive! don't buy things you don't need......"

Uncle Mo was speechless: "Luo Luo, if you meet the treasure, do you want to buy it?"

“…… Of course you have to buy it. ”

"So am I the one who buys garbage and comes back?"

“…… No. ”

Well, a certain one obediently shut up. In my heart, I feel sorry for my wallet. Huh, if the spirit stone is not enough for a while, will the shovel officer put the fox there to offset the account?

Looking at the fox and not knowing what to think, Mo Jiuxiao didn't have to guess to know that it was probably the book "Poor Fox and the Abominable Shovel Officer". If this book can be published in the form of words that day, I am afraid that I will become a fox abuse pervert who is difficult to write.

Although the small auction is a small auction, the scale is not small, and the people who come are more or less friends with Wen Fuquan. However, some people only have a trace of kindness to Wen Fuquan, and Wen Fuquan repaid the favor with an invitation letter. Just like the person who sold the Luo An Array Stone just now.

"Dad, I heard that those two are here, why don't you invite them to come and sit?" Wen Yirou came to the auction alone, and asked in confusion at Wen Fuquan's back.

"Rou'er, Dad is waiting!" Wen Fuquan put his hands behind his back and sighed: "Xu is father is old, and he always looks ahead and backward in doing things, and he no longer has the decisiveness of the year." ”

"Daddy, where are you talking, you are obviously cautious. Wen Yirou said as she went to help Wen Fuquan sit down, "No matter what, it's always right to be cautious." ”

Wen Fuquan looked back, and after making sure that Wen Yirou was alone in the room, he asked puzzledly, "Rou'er, why didn't Cen Yu come with you?"

"Daddy thought too much, I didn't let him come. Wen Yirou sighed as she spoke: "Alas, those two are his saviors after all. My daughter didn't want him to know that our family was ...... to those two."

"It's the Father who has embarrassed you. This is indeed what Dad did not do righteously, but the difference between Jinhao Immortal Venerable's ascension and Daddy's imagination is too big, and Dad must be careful and careful. Although Wen Fuquan felt guilty, he didn't regret it at all.

"My daughter understood. Presumably, those two also understood. However, my daughter felt that since the two of them were here today, they would definitely not leave easily. I'm afraid they're thinking about how to shine!"

Wen Fuquan knocked on the table quietly and said slowly: "It's a worm or a dragon, just look at it." ”

……

"It turns out that the Wen family's auction will be like this. Feng Xue looked at the elegant but closed and safe environment around him, and couldn't help but sigh. Before he met Luo An'an, he hadn't even entered the door of the lowest-level auction. It was only later when I helped Mo Jiuxiao take care of things that I learned to plan a few auctions.

The Wen family's auction can be said to be the top auction in the immortal cultivation world, and if they are unlucky, some people will not be able to participate in it in their lifetime. And Fengxue met Luo An'an, which was the beginning of his luck and the starting point of his life.

"What, is there anything you like?" An Baobao lowered his head and flipped through the auction book, and a large number of treasures were recorded in the book. "If you like it, you will buy it, and Jiuqing will take out the spirit stone. ”