There were people coming and going at the entrance of the auction, and Mo Lingxuan didn't know how long he had been waiting.

He's been waiting here since he came.

However, he didn't wait for those two people, and he almost wondered if the two of them had eaten the Phantom Pill again.

"The Holy Maiden of Sanssouci is here!" The crowd didn't know who exclaimed.

Suddenly, there was a commotion all around!

Mo Lingxuan leaned against the table, his hands supporting his head, and his face was disdainful.

"Isn't it Luo Wuwu, you are rushing up one by one, you haven't seen this woman's ruthlessness." Seeing the cold figure through the crowd, Mo Lingxuan shook his head lightly.

Gao Leng goddess, born proud, as if she was born superior, all the people are ants in front of them.

"Looks like she likes people's attention." Mo Lingxuan retracted his gaze and silently lowered his head to drink tea.

He was waiting for someone, not looking at Luo Wuwu.

This kind of woman, don't get close, maybe she will die at her hands at some point.

Luo Wuwu stood at the door of the auction, moving the lotus step lightly, with an indifferent expression, but he was not in a hurry to get in.

With a faint smile in his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, obviously enjoying this atmosphere, but pretending not to care.

Luo Wuwu stood in the crowd, looking at the four directions with his head held high.

Looking at the people who walked by, she was very satisfied.

This is the reason why she should appear, standing in the midst of thousands of people, and receiving all the attention!

Let these people's eyes stay on her, as if she has stood at the top of the peak, and all people must pay attention!

On the top of the tall building, several people looked over, and the corners of their mouths were hooked with sarcastic smiles.

"This woman is really ruthless, everyone in her family is dead, as if nothing has happened." Sarcastic words rang out.

The other man didn't speak, but there was the same sarcasm in his eyes.

"Rongfu, why don't you speak?" The man next to him saw that he didn't speak, and continued to speak.

"Vain." Rong Wu threw out two words, turned around and walked inside.

A few of the rest of you look at me, I look at you, shrugging.

"Feng Jinghong is here." The man standing on the very edge pointed to the back of the crowd.

The delicate carriage walked slowly, the outside of the carriage was hollow and carved, and there were four dragons coiled on the roof, lifelike, as if it would rush to the nine heavens at any time!

The people in the auction hurriedly walked out, and while asking Luo Wuwu to hurry in, they dispersed the crowd.

Hearing the commotion, everyone turned their heads to look.

The figure of the robe walked out of the carriage, and in an instant, everything was instantly gloomy!

He stepped out of the carriage slowly, as if he had stepped out of a picture scroll, impeccably perfect!

I saw that his gestures were full of elegance, and the innate noble momentum of the royal family was undoubtedly displayed, and his every move was so moving!

Within a radius of a hundred meters, there was silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Watching the handsome figure like a star get out of the carriage, watching him turn around, watching the white and slender fingers stretch out.

"It's here, come down." Although the beautiful sound is elegant, it is like a natural sound! It's fascinating!

Everyone stretched their necks to look, they wanted to see who could let the Nine Princes personally help them.

The curtain was lifted, and the smooth and delicate softness stretched out and placed it on the wide palm.

The aqua blue figure stepped out of the carriage, looked at the man outside the carriage, and smiled faintly.

There was a sudden gasping sound all around, and a pair of eyes stared, unable to move away!