In the fierce competition, the 'Death-free Gold Medal' was finally auctioned off by a mysterious person for a price of one million taels of gold.

"This is the end of this auction, please leave in an orderly manner under the leadership of our attendants and maids of Huashang Fang!"

Mrs. Wan announced the end of the banquet with full aura.

Then a group of nearly 100 beautiful singing and dancing girls with swallowtails and flat buns and transparent light clothes came up on the stage, dancing into the hall like birds, singing and dancing.

Each one has a very charming face and a very graceful posture, like a butterfly fluttering.

A pair of white jade-like arms are constantly changing and making various graceful gestures in the soft sound of silk strings, teaching people to win for it.

The ranks of the layers of beautiful women, looking at the sudden birth of the mighty waves, but also like the delicate waves.

"Master, this is the 'Gold Medal for Avoiding Death'...... But does this thing really work for us? An old man who was over half a hundred years old, with a weather-beaten face and deep-set eyes, deep and bright, respectfully thought about the handsome young man in front of him and asked.

"Who knows? Heh......"

The young man's three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife, and the whole person emitted a kind of king aura that shocked the world, and there was a sneer on his evil and handsome face at this time.

"Uncle Liu, don't say it!"

A middle-aged man standing one step behind the old man secretly pulled the corner of the old man's clothes and whispered.

"Alas!"

The old man sighed, looked at the master in front of him, a little tear flashed in his eyes, took a few steps back, and stood behind the handsome young man!

"Three, go and find out what is the origin of that Mrs. Wan?" The man's eyes were fixed on the dancing girl who was dancing on the stage in the middle of the lake, his face was unpredictable, and he commanded coldly.

"Yes!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the space.

"Master, an attendant is coming!"

On the stairs on the second floor, a tall and rugged man suddenly appeared.

"Well, let's go!"

When the young man heard this, he got up from his chaise longue and strode to the stairwell on the second floor

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