Feng Dye Fox said suspiciously: "If you don't steal, is it possible that you have any other way?" ”

Su Ziyan waved his hand and said casually: "Just kidding, I, Su Ziping...... Phew, Su Xun's medical skills are so good, the alchemy technique is top-notch, and I will do this kind of indiscriminate trick of stealing things? ”

Feng Ran was silent on the side, and the questioning gaze did not fade.

If Su Ziyan's temper hadn't been restrained a lot, and she almost rolled up her sleeves and blasted him, what kind of nobody is she Su Ziyan? No, no, no, she's a good girl! It's all said, refining medicine and questioning her? Who gives courage?

Su Ziyan thought about it, and admired the dancing of the beauties on the stage for a while, and it didn't take long for him to smell the smell of Yanzhudan again.

The wind on the side turned face suddenly, his breathing was a little short, and his cheeks were in a cold sweat.

Su Ziyan looked to the side, sneered, and then said, "Wait a minute, control yourself, if you pounce on me, I'll be with you." ”

The muscles of Feng Ran's face sobbed a little, and he nodded in a trance.

Su Ziyan looked uncomfortable, took out the silver needle he carried with him from his cuff, and inserted one into the nerve center of Feng Dye, about ten seconds before taking it out.

The cold sweat on his face gradually disappeared, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Su Ziyan remembered that there was still a beauty on the stage, no longer caring about the wind dye, stepping on the shoulder of a passerby, ignoring the person's scolding, and crossed the crowd to the stage.

grabbed Lingka's waist, and then cast Lingka a look.

But the little girl didn't seem to understand, and kept struggling.

Su Ziyan had no choice but to hold Lingca's waist, hold Lingca's wrist, hold himself tightly, and then throw Lingka out together.

Lingjia was already flushed at the moment, and his expression was abnormal.

Su Ziyan silently pulled out the silver needle on his cuffs, hugged the spirit coffee and jumped into the air.

Seeing the right time, the silver needle was firmly inserted into her nerve center, her eyes raised slightly, and she caught a glimpse of a white satin hanging from the top of the attic.

In order to make the dance more perfect, Su Ziyan turned around very artistically, and the skirt also jumped.

As soon as he landed, there was a roar of applause in his ears, and Lingka's eyes moved, and then he bowed.

Su Ziyan stood on the side like a nobody.

A flowery woman came over and said coquettishly: "Tonight, our girl sells the first night, the old rule, the highest price wins!" 10,000 taels! ”

After speaking, he glared at Su Ziyan viciously, and scolded in a low voice, "Little no one wants it, you can't even bow, if it weren't for your dancing good, I won't give you dinner tomorrow!" ”

Su Ziyan pursed his lips, and said secretly in his heart: Eat you big-headed ghost, give you a little sunshine and you will be brilliant? Wait until she is done, teach this old bustard why she is so popular!

Now that the bidding price is already underway, the call is getting louder and louder:

"Ten thousand taels of silver!"

"Twenty thousand taels of silver!"

"Fifty thousand taels of silver!"

"One hundred thousand taels of silver!"

The bidding sound was higher than the other, and in the end it was as high as five million taels!

Su Ziyan's eyes flashed, and he made his own calculations in his heart, and then whispered in Lingka's ear: "Don't agree to the final bid if it doesn't reach 10 million, remember, I'm saving you." ”

Lingka's eyes changed, and he finally nodded.

The wind dye in the back was red-eyed, looking at a group of middle-aged men with big bellies and poop, and their stomachs accumulated into several swimming rings, they couldn't help but gag.

If other girls were bidding, he might have a pale face and a look that didn't care about him, but at the moment it was Lingjia who was bidding!

Feng Ran clenched his fists behind him and questioned in a low voice: "Okay, save us, what are you doing!" ”

Su Ziyan didn't give Feng Ran a look, let alone respond to him, he always didn't like to explain more to people who like to question him.

Jun Yan counts as one, and this wind dye counts as one......

But her gentleman is hard to follow, and she will definitely do what she promises.