"Ahem...... Xiao Chenchen, let's look at the auction! Mo Liunian coughed, seeing Xiao Chenchen's expression, he only felt itchy in his heart, especially today's Xiao Chenchen, who seemed to be a little more angry than other days.

In the past, she had too many emotions hidden in her eyes......

Zichen looked around, and an old man in gray slowly walked to the center of the auction table, stood still, bent down like an audience, bowed, and then said, "Hello everyone, I am the auctioneer Mo Lao, and I will preside over today's auction." ”

Mo Lao slowed down, his eyes swept around, "I hope everyone here will abide by the rules, otherwise, no matter what your identity is, our auction house will definitely not tolerate it." ”

"However, I believe that everyone is civilized."

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, now start our first auction item today, Yang Ling Cao, Yang Ling Grass is the main medicinal material used to refine Fu Xuan Dan, everyone knows that Fu Xuan Dan is a **** pill, it is a Shangping Pill to restore injuries, Yang Ling Grass, a hundred lower grade evil stones will start the auction, and each increase in price shall not be less than one lower grade evil stone."

As soon as Mo Lao's words were finished, a fierce bidding began below.

"One hundred pinned stones!"

"Hahaha, where did the hillbilly come from, I want to get the Yang Spirit Grass after a hundred Evil Stones, and I will give one hundred and fifty Evil Stones!"

"One hundred and sixty pinching stones!"

"One hundred and seventy pinching stones!"

“……”

"Two hundred and five lower grade stones!" The audience was silent, and they didn't expect that just one Yang Spirit Grass would be auctioned off to two hundred and five low-grade Evil Stones.

Although the Yang Spirit Grass is precious, but for those who have power, the Yang Spirit Grass is not in their eyes at all, and all they are waiting for is those things behind, so no one is willing to spend a lot of money on the Yang Spirit Grass.

"Two hundred and fifty times to taste the stone once! …… Two hundred and fifty times to taste the stone! …… Two hundred and fifty times to taste the stone three times! Deal! Mo Lao made a final decision, "Yang Lingcao belongs to this son." ”

……

Zichen sat in the private room, drowsy and about to move.

She really hasn't put the things on auction here yet, she already knows that she might as well sleep in the hotel, even if she doesn't sleep well, it's good to add to the city lord's mansion!

However, even if you don't go for trouble, that group of idiots will definitely not let you go......

Just those idiots, Zichen really didn't take them seriously.

Alas! The city lord who saw the dragon and didn't see the end didn't know where he was, and where he was going to find the news of the colorful glazed fruit.

Since Zichen came here, he had already used his spiritual power to probe that the City Lord's Mansion did not have the existence of the legendary City Lord, so Zichen would attack the City Lord's Mansion so arrogantly, just to force out the City Lord.

"It's our finale!" Mo Lao's voice came slowly, and Zichen opened his eyes in surprise.

Because she felt it, the next auction must be related to her, and Zichen is also looking forward to it, what will be next?

Mo Lao waved his hand, and saw a tall object covered by a red cloth being carried to the auction table by two big men.

The people below looked at each other, what the hell would be this finale?

Their eyes were fixed on the big thing.

The old man slowly lifted the red cloth, and the mysterious finale fell into everyone's eyes.

Everyone remembered for a burst of amazement, followed by a noise, "Old Mo, how can this be a person!" ”

"That's it, Mo Lao, are you mistaken, how can this person be the finale of today......"

……

Zichen's eyes also shrank, and there was actually a person inside!

What kind of person is that, the whole person is frozen inside, it looks extremely pale, only a virtual shell, nothing, but no one knows the shock in Zichen's heart!

There seemed to be a lot of deep thoughts hidden between the slightly frowning eyebrows, but they were locked along with the center of the eyebrows. His eyes were closed, as if he had been asleep for years.

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