After listening to Lan Gongzi's question, Miss Lan looked at the falling moon who was dressed as a man at the moment......

I'm still in demand, this thought crossed the heart of the falling moon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You know what I'm here for, but I don't know what you're here for, dear brother." Miss Lan said such a clueless sentence.

The relationship between this sister and brother is really a bit strange......

When the moon was setting and thinking, I heard that the second battle in the gladiatorial arena had not yet begun, and there was already an uproar!

"I'm out of fifty!"

"One hundred!"

"Two hundred!"

"Two hundred and twenty! I want it! ”

"Two hundred and five, don't rob me of anyone!"

"Two hundred and eighty!"

"Five hundred! I have a lot of money, and I am determined to win! ”

"Six hundred! I've heard of local tyrants! I am! ”

……

The people in the stands scrambled to bid, holding up the bidding sign in their hands and shouting loudly, as if they were afraid that others would not hear it. Armor roared

The setting moon's gaze was also attracted, what are you doing down there?

At this time, a person in charge of the gladiatorial arena was wearing a crisp black robe, with a chic blue rose hanging on his chest, holding a golden hammer in his hand, and was slowly walking over.

Seeing him coming, the shouts of the audience became more enthusiastic, and the price also increased, some by fifty, some by one hundred.

At this time, two other men dressed as handymen brought a table with a round gold cushion the size of a plate.

The person in charge walked over to the table and tapped the gold cushion gently, the sound of the gold hitting was different from that of other metals, it was much warmer and more amiable.

Luoyue suddenly understood, it was an auction!

This man is the auctioneer!

It was the bloody severed arm left by the knight of the silver spear that was auctioned off!

The handyman brought in the ice bucket and placed the arm intact on it, keeping it in its freshest shape, so that it could be dried or refrigerated by the person who bought it.

Such loot is not found in every gladiatorial fight.

The loser is something that no one buys, and only the victorious fighter who leaves a part of his body qualifies as a trophy. Phoenix Dance Nine Days: Cinnamon Sticks

"Three thousand."

Despite the hustle and bustle below, the young lady of the Lan family next to Luoyue blurted out softly, her voice was very soft, and she didn't raise a card, but it had already reached the auctioneer's ears.

The auctioneer of this gladiatorial arena is a good ear, except for the voice in the heart of the person, even if the whole gladiatorial arena is bustling, he can distinguish the slightest sound in it.

He turned his head, looked at Miss Lan, and nodded slightly.

The two cooperate tacitly, and there should be no less deals.

"Three thousand silver coins! Once! "The golden hammer fell on the golden cushion.

The field suddenly fell silent, and it was already up to one thousand two, such a gap was too big, and no one raised the price by a large margin anymore.

"Three thousand silver coins, twice!" The auctioneer shouted.

"Three thousand silver coins, three times! Deal! "When the golden hammer comes out of the auctioneer's hand for the third time, it means that the transaction is complete.

Luoyue felt a happy smile blooming on the face of the Lan family lady beside her.

Spending 3,000 silver coins to buy such a fighter's arm is a "stupid thing" that Zi Nian and Luoyue will not do, but Miss Lan is different, so she loves this and specializes in collecting trophies from the gladiatorial arena!

Today, of course, she is here for this, and that is the purpose of this trip...... The prince's pseudo-angel

Luoyue turned her head and looked at Zi Nian, dear little tomb robber, you should be careful in the future, if you marry such a fiancée, you must be careful of your arms and legs at night!

The auctioneer personally sent the broken arm to Miss Lan's platform to show sincerity and respect.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, he saw a bundle of extremely thin needles flying out of the broken arm, flying towards the falling moon with lightning speed!

……

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