This person's eyes are thin, and the eyes that shoot out reveal a sense of arrogance, and a cold expression that seems to have not changed in the slightest because he is the sister of the Demon Emperor.

"How could the alchemist of the Dan Hall compete with Qing Mu'er for a world-level intermediate fighting skill?" Xiao Yan was a little puzzled, Dandian didn't seem to have any conflict with Qing Haoran.

"The alchemist also needs to improve the strength of the fighting spirit, and he also needs to go on adventures everywhere to seek more advanced medicinal materials, of course, there are benefits to having one more stunt, and the alchemist is generally rich, as long as it is a good thing that he likes, he naturally does not have so many concerns." Jenny explained.

"The alchemists of the Dandian have always had a high opinion of themselves, and they generally don't easily sell other shili faces. However, the average self-proud person also has the advantage of disdainful play with scheming. Jenny spoke softly, continuing to follow the situation.

Xiao Yan nodded, as an alchemist, he was also very interested in high-level fighting skills. Thinking of this, Xiao Yan was also relieved, as long as it wasn't a Shili dispute.

"Four million." Qing Mu'er snorted coldly.

"Four million two hundred thousand." The middle-aged alchemist didn't intend to let go.

"Four and a half million." Qing Mu'er resolutely refused to give in.

The face of the middle-aged alchemist began to be a little ugly, although the alchemist is a relatively wealthy profession, but the rare high-grade medicinal materials are worth a lot of money, the best prescriptions are no less than sky-high prices, a large number of materials are usually required for promotion, and the probability of failure is difficult to control in the refining process, etc., making the alchemist also a profession that burns money. Although the world-level intermediate fighting skills are very tempting, they are not enough to invest too much net worth, and for the alchemists, the attraction of the fighting skills is far less than that of prescriptions and medicines. The middle-aged alchemist snorted coldly and did not open his mouth to bid again.

"Four and a half million, one time."

"Four and a half million, secondary" The auctioneer's voice continued, and Qing Mu'er's eyes jumped with anticipation.

Qing Mu'er's purpose this time was clear, that is, she wanted to see if there was anything suitable for her at the auction, so she brought all her private money. Usually, Qing Haoran dotes on Qing Mu'er very much, and his savings are still considerable.

Qing Mu'er even dragged over several elders of the clan who stayed in Juxi City, these elders have always loved Qing Mu'er very much, and they have all accumulated tens of thousands of years of wealth, although four and a half million is a lot, but the sum of several people can still take it out.

The important thing is that Qing Mu'er really needs this world-level intermediate fighting skill. There are not many people who use whips as weapons, and high-level fighting skills are even rarer, Qing Mu'er's current fighting skills are only high-level of the Italian rank, so it is imperative to obtain this world-level intermediate fighting skill "Shadowless Thousand Illusion Whip".

"Four and a half million" With the auctioneer's countdown, the thick hope in Qing Mu'er's eyes was about to come out, almost turning into substance, and several elders next to him also held their breath. Xiao Yan and Zhen Ni in the VIP room looked at each other and smiled, it seemed that they were too worried.

At the moment when everyone's hanging hearts were about to be put down, a cold voice sounded faintly: "Four million six million." ”

Everyone in the auction hall gasped, knowing that it was the sister of the Demon Emperor, and deliberately waited until Zuihou, who hoped that it was about to come true, to step on it.

Following the sound, I saw a man who was shrouded in a black robe, his bare hands were unusually pale, and he couldn't tell his age sitting in a row in front of him.

As if sensing the focus of everyone, this person slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of Qing Mu'er. For a moment, the faint light swept across the face under the black robe, the thin lips were sickly red, as if coated with a layer of blood, the gaze of the narrow eyes was like a poisonous snake, and the whole expression was like an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years, as if shijie did not have any trace of sunlight that could warm it.

Xiao Yan and Zhen Ni were shocked, they should have come. This person's breath is from the demon race, but I can't tell the specific race, but listening to his bidding tone and looking at his expression, it can be concluded that he definitely does not support Qing Haoran.

Seeing that the hope of her hand was suddenly shattered, Qing Mu'er bit her teeth fiercely, and she was angry, she grew up with a golden key in her clan since she was a child, how could anyone have deliberately targeted her like this.

"Your Miss Ben is five million, you have the ability to follow it." Qing Mu'er lost her mind a little, her chest rose and fell, and her irrepressible anger burned in her chest.

"Not good." Xiao Yan and Zhen Ni's complexions changed greatly, although it is said that the world-level intermediate fighting skills are worth a lot of money, but they are generally worth more than three hundred or four million, four and a half million is not outrageous, but five million is really too much, not to mention that Qing Mu'er has so much money?