Qing Ling'er controlled the steering wheel and played for about a stick of incense before slowly letting go.

She looked at the steering wheel in front of her carefully, and dispelled the idea of going upstairs to check it out.

In fact, now that she has completely mastered the Sumeru ship, she already has the bottom in her heart about what is going on above, and it doesn't matter if she looks at it or not.

Qing Ling'er stretched out her little hand, shook it in front of her eyes, and then pressed it in the middle of the steering wheel, and the speed of the shot was several times faster than lightning, and it was pressed into the platform in an instant.

Look again, the Void Ship is gone.

Qing Ling'er stood on the ground, smiling stupidly.

Finally, he jumped towards the bed and climbed on the bed.

Of course, the Sumeru ship did not disappear for no reason, but Qing Ling'er put it away.

In fact, the center of the steering wheel is the key part of the Sumeru ship, and it is completely possible to communicate with the spirit here, so you don't need to actually operate it with your hands, so troublesome.

However, Qing Ling'er was hindered by the power of fate of the Heavenly Machine Disk, and she couldn't use her divine soul at all, even if she was a lower-level divine thought, it was extremely difficult to use it.

Qing Ling'er rolled on the bed excitedly, she was not bothered by not being able to use her divine soul.

Treasures like the Sumeru ship can be bumped into by her, which shows that she is a person of good luck and croaking.

She rolled around on the bed, not paying attention at all, and almost rolled out of bed, but this small mistake did not cause any disturbance to Qing Ling'er.

Her excitement should be vented in this way.

Just as she wanted to continue, there was a knock on the door of her room outside.

"Who?"

Qing Ling'er rolled a carp in an instant, rolled up from the bed, stared at the door and asked.

"Girl, what are you doing? Get up quickly, aren't you going to the auction house? If you delay any longer, you won't make any money!"

Mo Lao's voice sounded ridiculously outside the door, and that reminder suppressed Qing Ling'er's excitement.

It's much better than her rolling around in bed.

She looked through the window, but it was not too late, and the sun hanging high in the sky seemed to laugh at her for her rarity and strangeness.

Qing Ling'er didn't have time to clean up, so she quickly jumped out of bed, and pulled her hands vigorously on her dress, making the clothes on her body look much smoother.

I tidied up my hair haphazardly, and ran out as soon as I opened the door.

"Grandpa, hurry up, I'm going to miss it!"

Qing Ling'er ran in the direction of the stairs and spoke to Mo Lao.

It's late!

She was going to miss the opportunity to make money, and when she thought of losing a lot of money, the joy brought by the Sumeru boat in her heart had long been replaced by sadness.

She was so happy and confused that she forgot about today's big event.

If she misses this, she believes that she will not be able to forgive herself for the rest of the time.

is such a little hobby, and she was delayed.

Thinking that she might not be able to catch up, she ran faster at her feet, and almost flew in the house.

"Girl, don't be in a hurry, eat breakfast first, take your time, you have to believe in the elixir refined by grandpa, even if it is the last moment, you can catch up." ”

Mo Lao saw the opportunity, stretched out his hand, and pulled Qing Ling'er's running body towards the dining table, that is, the place to eat.

He always knew that Qing Ling'er was a miser, a little girl who saw money.

But I never expected that it had reached this point, and in order to make money, I could not even eat.

As the saying goes, people are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry.

He decided that after this auction, he must preach well.

Qing Ling'er is very wrong to do this, but she can't even want her life in order to make money.

"Grandpa, let's come back and eat again, let's go and entrust Shou Yuandan first, what if I miss it?"

Qing Ling'er really didn't have time to eat, she got up late last night because of the Sumeru ship.

If you don't hurry up now, you may miss the auction consignment process.

She finally waited for such a day, and now if she missed it because of her negligence, she really regretted it and had nowhere to say.

What is the identity of Mo Lao, his old man has that self-confidence, that is because he has the ability.

But Qing Ling'er doesn't know anything!

Now, she has only one thought, that is, to hurry to the auction house and entrust Shou Yuan Dan, and the rest is secondary.

As long as Shou Yuandan can be on the auction roster of the auction house, then she can go without meals for a day.

"Girl, are you so unconfident in your grandfather?"

Mo Lao was very angry, Shou Yuan Dan, an elixir that could not be found, as long as it appeared, it would be a crazy robbery, how could it be rejected.

Unless the Supreme Auction House is a mallet, but is it really a mallet?

Besides, with his identity as an old man Danzong, he couldn't participate in a small auction.

The elixir that his old man casually refined, in the Nine Heavens, it was impossible to grab it.

Old Man Mo is really wrong, Qing Ling'er doesn't know his awesome identity at all!

Otherwise, with Qing Ling'er's ability to calculate the sky and the earth, how could he not make more use of it.

Once he knew, he would have set up a vigorous platform a long time ago, and the brochures would have been flying all over the sky, and he could still be so comfortable.

"Grandpa, I believe in you for being old, that's twelve points, but I don't trust the Supreme Auction House!"

Qing Ling'er is wronged, she is really anxious!

Now is not the time to be reasonable, time is passing minute by minute, and she doesn't dare to entangle with Mo Lao at this time.

"Well, that's pretty much it!"

Mo Lao nodded with satisfaction, he completely agreed with Qing Ling'er's statement.

Qing Ling'er is also smart, and she understands flexibility when it is critical, she just thinks and talks backwards, but the effect is surprisingly good.

If Mo Lao noticed that Qing Ling'er was coaxing him to be happy, the old man would probably be angry.

But if it's nice, who doesn't like to hear it!

Many people tend to lose judgment in these sweet words.

Now it seems that Mo Lao is also this kind of person.

"Grandpa, don't ink when you're old, let's go quickly!"

Qing Ling'er saw that her plan was working, and hurriedly took Mo Lao's hand and ran towards the staircase.

Now, she has only one purpose, and that is to bring Mo Laolian to the auction house with coaxing.

As for what will happen after arriving, or Mo Lao reacts and wants to settle accounts with her.

It doesn't matter anymore, her goal is achieved, there is money to transfer, and everything is done.

"Slow down, don't rush, catch up...... Catch up. ”

Mo Lao followed Qing Ling'er's steps down the stairs, and the two of them ran towards the Supreme Auction House at the other end of Qinglong Street at the same time.

Mo Lao can be said to be completely dragged by Qing Ling'er, Qing Ling'er's speed, if Mo Lao didn't have a little cultivation, he really couldn't keep up, just like the soul that rushed to reincarnate, flying on the street and walking on the wall.

His old man muttered, it was 10,000 unwilling, but he had been pulled by Qing Ling'er on the street, and if he went back, his face would be gone, and his old man couldn't afford to lose this person.

Looking at Qinglong Street again, it is deserted, except for a few stalls with people, the others are not out of stalls, and the whole street has no noise in the past, quiet and bleak.

This time when they went to the Supreme Auction House, Qing Ling'er and Mo Lao walked for about half a pillar of incense.

The doors of the Supreme Auction House are open, no longer as closed as they were yesterday.

The two of them flashed and quickly stepped into the Supreme Auction House.

It's still as prosperous as ever, even more extravagant than the last time it looked like.

Qing Ling'er didn't have time to pay attention to these, she pulled Mo Lao and reappeared in the sundries area last time.

"The arrival of the predecessors is far away. ”

This time, the enthusiasm of the old man in the utility area was abnormal, even if he left the ice spirit crystal last time, it should not be like this.

No matter how you say it, the Ice Spirit Crystal is also a treasure of their Supreme Auction House, and it is not enough to react so much.

It seems that there is something else going on, or something on them that is profitable for the Supreme Auction House.

Qing Ling'er was full of thoughts, and thought of a lot in an instant, but in the end she couldn't resist the temptation of money.

"Old man, we have something to participate in the evening auction, what formalities do we need, or where do we handle it?"

Qing Ling'er stepped forward and asked.

As soon as she spoke, Mo Lao didn't speak again, it was enough to have a representative, and Mo Lao had no need to say anything more.

As long as he expressed it clearly, he really didn't want to say more.

This time, Qing Linger is the protagonist, and he is the foil.

Looking at the words and deeds of the old guy in front of him, this is to know his old man's identity.

Mo Lao thought about it for a while, and the key to it was transparent, maybe only Qing Ling'er was still confused.

"I don't know what my predecessors want to auction, I can handle it here. ”

The old man in the utility area had an ugly smile on his face, and he still said to Mo Lao.

He didn't pay attention to Qing Ling'er from beginning to end, even if Qing Ling'er opened his mouth to talk to him, he replied to Mo Lao.

The flattery on that face made Qing Ling'er angry.

"Elixir!"

Qing Ling'er's face was extremely dull, and she said two words angrily.

Just these two words, she felt a little redundant.

She has always been negotiating, but the old man opposite is extremely respectful to Mo Lao.

Is this looking down on her as a child?

Qing Ling'er had an immature decision in her heart, if she didn't slaughter her fiercely this time, she wouldn't be Qing Ling'er.

Who made this old man look down on her, and the dog's eyes looked down on people!

"I don't know what the pill is?"

The old man asked with a scream.

He is now extremely sure that Mo Lao is an alchemist, and he is even more fortunate about his initial attitude.

Although his status in the Supreme Auction House is also high, it is worthless to an alchemist like Mo Lao.