"Mu'er, it's okay." Xiao Yan comforted.

In the end, the fruit of life and the six-grade prescription were sold at a price of seven million, if it weren't for the small chance of soul love to enhance the power of the soul, it was estimated that seventeen million would not be able to take it, and seventeen million, I am afraid that in addition to the six major shili, ordinary shili would not be able to take it easily.

Through the thick floor-to-ceiling glass, it can be seen that in the white jade tray, the light passes through the red fruit of life, making the crystal clear liquid in the fruit glow with a faint luster, and with the six-grade prescription that tempts countless alchemists, it is sent to the bidder, getting farther and farther away from everyone.

Although Xiao Yan said that he didn't care, he would still have a chance to obtain the fruits of life in the future, and he had already asked the business alliance to arrange someone to purchase, maybe there was hope.

But Qing Mu'er knew that Xiao Yan was comforting herself, and she had mixed feelings in her heart, regrets, and unwillingness.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Qing Mu'er's mind: "Rob!" ”

Qing Mu'er herself was taken aback by this thought, and hurriedly suppressed this thought.

However, Qing Mu'er has always been willful, but now that she sees Xiao Yan lost, the budding thoughts in her heart have begun to spread again.

The deeper the thought is suppressed, the stronger the rebound, and the idea that spreads quickly grows into a towering tree in an instant. Compared to Xiao Yan's gloomy sadness, Qing Mu'er felt that all her worries were nothing.

Qing Mu'er's eyes swept over the fruit of life and the six-grade prescription in her hand, and the few people with spring breeze on their faces, the first one had a fair complexion, a straight nose, a straight figure, and a gesture that made people feel like a spring breeze. Several of the entourages around him were all dressed in cyan, and they all had an ancient cyan bronze medal pinned to their waists, which was engraved with a vigorous and powerful word "war".

"It seems, it's familiar." Qing Mu'er pondered.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qing Mu'er didn't think about it. If you can't remember, forget it, just act when the opportunity arises.

After glancing at several elders, Qing Mu'er stood up and said goodbye to Xiao Yan and Zhen Ni.

"Little liar, I left beforehand, and I'll pay you back." Qing Mu'er waved her hand, a few smiles squeezed out of her face, and walked out of the auction house with several elders who didn't know what to do

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At the corner of the auction house, on the top of an attic, you can just have a panoramic view of the auction house's door, and everyone can see the entry and exit. Qing Mu'er and several elders were lying on it.

"Miss, what are you doing here?" One of the elders asked in surprise, feeling that something was wrong.

"Hide it for me, don't expose it, or I'll be in a hurry with you then." Qing Mu'er was a little anxious, and saw that the elder was shrinking his head.

The red-clothed elder was also puzzled, what were several people doing mysteriously lying in the corner of the top floor opposite the auction house in broad daylight.

"Are you trying to rob the auction house?" The red-clothed elder shuddered in fright, this is a big thing that can't be joked about. But think about it, it is really possible to do it with Qing Mu'er's character.

"I said, miss, don't scare my old man, it shouldn't be the idea of the auction house, right?" The red-clothed elder spoke, his tone losing his composure.

"What, I'm not interested in that broken auction house." Qing Mu'er was a little impatient, and after waiting for a long time and not seeing the other party come out, how could Qing Mu'er, who was active by nature, ever be so quiet.