"Please, Red River Saintess!"

The host was full of emotion, and the mood on the scene instantly rose.

A pitch-black iron cage slowly rose in the middle of the stage, and the saint held her knees with her hands and knees, curled up, her face was beautiful, but there was no expression at all.

She was my wife, but she was displayed like a commodity, and a nameless anger rose in my heart, and I felt the urge to fight my way out of the siege at all costs.

"Zhao Yan, do you see it, this is the ghost, not only I want it, almost everyone in the rich people present wants it, although the comprehensive strength of our family is not the strongest, but I am willing to spend money, and I am determined to win."

The host smiled and waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

He gave everyone ten minutes to ask questions, as long as it was about the Holy Maiden, he knew everything.

Soon an old man raised his hand, his face full of scum, old and ugly.

"My old Wang is a big man, let me ask a question on behalf of everyone, can the ghost of the saint have a child if she buys it back!"

Lao Wang's words caused laughter, some people said he was boring, some people said that he was good, but I felt extremely ashamed when I heard it.

I clenched my hands into fists and tried to restrain myself.

The host praised Lao Wang for being creative, he said that the ghost of the saint Maiden could not give birth to children, but she could borrow the corpse to resurrect her, as long as she found a suitable carrier, she could be resurrected.

Lao Wang laughed, he said what does that mean, borrowing the corpse to return the soul, and it is not the face of a saint, what he likes is the exquisite little face.

Shameless, despicable and indecent, I was angry.

Anya noticed my abnormality and asked me why I was so excited, and I knew that I had lost my temper, and quickly explained that I felt a little pitiful for the saint.

Anya sighed, saying that my sympathy is overflowing, and the saint is just a ghost, to put it bluntly, she is now a lonely ghost who can be slaughtered.

It is against the law to buy and sell people, but it is not said that you can't sell ghosts.

That's the truth, but I'm the wife who sold it, so I can't bear it.

No matter who buys it back, as long as it leaves Xingbang City, the saint will be mine.

Lao Wang was naturally joking, and the host asked who else was asking.

All kinds of questions arise one after another, all around what is the use of the Holy Maiden's Shadow.

The host patiently answered them one by one, and he said that the strength of the Holy Maiden's Yin Soul is amazing, and after their packaging, you can buy it back to the town house, which is one of them.

Of course, if there are some people who want to take shortcuts, or who have a special physique and want to cultivate, they can refine the Holy Maiden Yin Soul into a Soul Pill, which is the second one.

There is also a way to use the Holy Maiden into a soul guard.

The soul guard is the bodyguard transformed by the ghost, with amazing strength and absolute loyalty.

The more the host said, the more unhappy I became, and I didn't vomit or be unhappy.

"Host, I only have one question, the Holy Maiden was imprisoned in an iron cage by you, do you think she was voluntarily auctioned!"

I spoke in amazement, and there was a sudden silence around me, and everyone stared at me as if they were looking at a sand sculpture.

Anya was taken aback and asked me what I was doing, not to make trouble.

I said I wasn't making trouble, I just couldn't see it.

"Anya, take care of your stupid boyfriend, this is Xingbang City, a place outside the law, not to mention buying and selling a ghost, no one dares to care about the living."

An Dashao is very jumpy, targeting us everywhere.

Not to be outdone, I continued to fight back despite Anya's dissuasion.

"What are you, Kui Ye has to be polite when he talks to me, I'm just talking about things, I just don't think it's appropriate."

As the words fell, there was a burst of laughter around.

An Da Shao's tears of laughter came out, and he clutched his stomach and walked in front of me.

"Anya, your boyfriend is mentally retarded, his tone is not small, Kui Ye has to be polite when he talks to him, he thinks he is someone, the boss of SCU."

There was no stop to laughter around, everyone was coaxing, and the excitement had surpassed the auction itself, and even the host was stunned.

"These gentlemen, please don't make trouble, or I'll ask you out!"

I didn't brag, Kui Ye was really polite when he talked to me, but he didn't know that I was an impostor.

But I can get out of the old man's territory safely, Kui Ye should have heard of it, whether I am true or not, he will definitely be polite.

An Dashao glared at Anya, extremely arrogant, as if he was determined to win this auction.

"Anya, our An family is second to none in Los Angeles, a big family with a head and a face, don't be embarrassed here, hurry up and roll out with this stupid comparison, you have no chance, even if I destroy the saint, I won't give it to you!"

"An Sheng, I warn you, don't go too far, I will tell grandpa about this and let his old man administer justice!"

The two siblings competed against each other regardless of the presence of outsiders, and at this moment, I suddenly found Qingming and Kui Ye standing by the small door in the northwest corner.

I had an idea, and I thought about it.

I interrupted rudely: "An Dashao, I never brag, when I called Kui Ye brothers, you were still eating your father's milk in your mother's womb." ”

I was talking nonsense, the purpose was to provoke An Dashao, and he really got angry.

"Sand sculpture, Kui Ye will call you brothers, I Ansheng screwed off my head for you to use as a night pot, what is it, I have been an old friend of Kui Ye for many years, I have never heard of you as the number one person."

An Sheng let loose his words and was full of energy.

Anya gently pulled me and told me not to say anything, there must be a limit to bragging.

Whether it is bragging or not, we will know in a moment, because Kui Ye has already walked towards us.

An Sheng turned his back to Kui Ye, and he didn't know the situation behind him, and the rich people around him looked like they were watching a good show, surprisingly consistent, and none of them spoke.

"Kui Ye, you're here!" I spoke.

"Kui, your mother, when I am a sand sculpture, Kui Ye will never attend the auction, this is a rule that everyone in Xingbang City knows!"

An Sheng snorted coldly, with a disdainful expression.

At this moment, Kui Ye's subordinates exerted their strength and pushed An Sheng away.

An Sheng staggered two steps, burning with anger, and an aura condensed from his palm.

"Cao Nima, who, walking minister's eyes, dare to push Lao Tzu, I'm tired of living, right!"

Kui Ye didn't say a word and glared at An Sheng.

An Sheng's soul flew away in an instant, his aura was scattered and empty, and he had an expression of eating.

"Kui, Kuiye, you're here!"

Kui Ye snorted coldly, ignored An Sheng, looked at me and said, "Brother Zhao Yan, congratulations, you have one more human head night pot!" ”

As soon as the words came out, An Sheng's face turned green.

I know that Kui Ye is joking, but he is just giving An Sheng a dismount and killing his prestige, not really asking for his head.

I laughed and replied, "Kui Ye, I don't want a night pot with a human head, in the middle of the night, and a pair of eyes staring at you!" ”

The two of us were talking and laughing, and the rich people in the neighborhood were all boiling.

A seemingly inconspicuous fool really called Kui Ye a brother, and they were all guessing my origin.

Anya was dumbfounded, her mouth wide open and she couldn't speak, although the An family was rich and powerful, but in front of Kui Ye, it was nothing.

An Sheng panicked, for fear that Kui Ye would be angry, so he could only lower his head and not speak.

Kui Ye seemed to be very satisfied, so he sat down nearby and said in a deep voice: "Okay, it's not too early, let's continue the auction, it's still the old rule, the highest price wins!" ”

Although Kui Ye seems to be polite to me, he will never compromise on the issue of principle, and he must buy the saint with real money.

An Sheng apologized repeatedly, glared at me again, and returned to his place in a gloomy manner.

I deliberately walked over to Kui Ye and told him that my cousin's matter had been settled.

Kui Ye smiled and said that I have good means, even the roof of the apartment can be split, and it is not a loss that I am a high apprentice from the Heavenly Master, a young talent, and a hero with STU wisdom.

He asked me who my master was, the four elders, or the three major sect masters, this matter was a bit embarrassing, if I said that my master was a bad old man, God knows how Kui Ye would react.

Kui Ye has already ordered, and the host saw that the atmosphere was about the same, so he talked about the auction price of 5 million, and I also returned to Anya.

There was an endless stream of people bidding on the spot, and the price of 10,000 was doubled to 10 million.

Anya didn't rush to make a move, saying that she was blind, she didn't expect me to be so awesome, and I could still call Kui Ye a brother and sister, and asked me what the hell was going on.

I smiled, pretended to be mysterious, and did not answer.

The auction price soon soared to 25 million, and fewer and fewer people were bidding.

Anya looked about the same, raised her hand for the first time, and bid 27 million.

As soon as Anya made a move, Ansheng followed closely behind, bidding 30 million.

The situation on the field soon turned into a bidding for the brother and sister, and the two refused to give in to each other, and even raised the price to 45 million.

Those present were all rich people from Los Angeles, but they were still shocked.

This is not a small amount, in their eyes, the saint is just a ghost, not worth such a high price.

In fact, Anya was also very uncomfortable, she was about to exceed her limit, and I felt that she was very excited, and even asked me if I had any money.

I have money, and I have 12,000 left, so I asked her if she wanted it.

Anya gave me a complaining look, the word disappointment written all over her face.

About three minutes later, Ansheng shouted 50.5 million, and Anya collapsed on her seat like a deflated ball.