Chapter Eighty-Three: My Darling, You Really Have No Taste

Du Lin, the heaven-level auctioneer on the stage, directly put the first finale auction item on the table, unabashedly releasing the momentum of his whole body. Sure enough, it is worthy of being the finale auction item of the Treasure Pavilion, and this first rare piece of Vermilion Bird Fruit alone is enough to cause everyone's scrambling.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

A crisp knock sounded, Ruyue immediately got up quickly and opened the door of the private room, the auction outside the private room was in full swing, but Ruyue in the third private room didn't care at all, she only cared about the baby she had just won.

"Distinguished guest, this is your Dragon Slaying Sword!"

Outside the door, a young girl in a long cyan dress said respectfully to Ruyue, holding a square tray covered with red silk in her hand, which looked like the one on the stage before.

"Honey, give the money!"

Ruyue excitedly took the disc, casually dropped such a sentence and held her treasure while studying. Miao Yan got up helplessly, scooped out a spirit card worth 100,000 medium-grade yuan crystals, quickly handed it to the girl, and then closed the door. Looking back, I got it, and the wonderful words were speechless.

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