I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 108 The Cursed Pen You Can Touch

Chapter 108 The Cursed Pen You Can Touch

The tall and slender woman who spoke had long golden curly hair.

The eyes are as magnificent as wine-red agate, reflecting the figure of the young man in a black cloak. Her hands in silk gloves caressed her chest, showing a charming smile:
"Loaixi, you can call me Ashe directly, I won't mind."

"There is no one in this seat, please sit down."

Fang Qingran looked at the charming woman who was wearing an evening dress to her side. She was about 26 or [-] years old. Under the high slit skirt, the alluring gray silk was faintly visible.

Look up.

The semi-round snow-white and creamy body is visually rated as C, but through the extrusion of clothing and the addition of breast pads, it is abruptly lifted to a height that does not belong to it.

If the original strength combined with the mature and noble temperament of Yujie was a bit reluctant, then it is just right now.

The hearts of the people have gathered!

After getting an affirmative answer, the upward arc of the corners of Loaixi's lips widened again vaguely.

Her slender gray silk legs unconsciously overlapped, and she sat beside Fang Qingran, her lazy eyes glanced casually.

The little sparrow stood quietly by her shoulder, and didn't flap her wings until she got her permission, landing on the crook of the finger with the silk gloves removed.

Fang Qingran withdrew her scrutinizing eyes.

This kind of person who doesn't hide himself and shows up in the infield auction with his true colors is probably either a handle in the gray area, or an innocent and cute newcomer, but no matter what type he is, he doesn't want to talk to the other party. on contact.

Unless you can touch it!
But according to the current observation, it seems that there is no place worth touching.

"Chirp!"

The little sparrow chirped shortly.

He doesn't look very smart, but is as cute as the few little birds that often hang out at the door of his house.

"Ajiu seems to like you very much, it is greeting you."

A mature and magnetic female voice sounded beside her ear, Fang Qingran thought for a while, squirmed under the black cloak for a moment, and there were two more candies in the palm of her hand.

Give one to classmate Su, who is sitting next door, and he puts the remaining one in front of the beak of a bird named Ajiu, and asks:
"thanks.

By the way, is it a female? "

Ajiu: "?"

Loaixi's elegant smile froze slightly.

When she seemed to be about to say something, the auction hall fell silent.

Under the lights in the center of the auction house, the meticulously groomed old man in a tuxedo bowed slightly to the surroundings.

The crisp knocking sound slowly resounded in the auction house, and with the knocking sound, the surrounding noises waiting for the auction to start gradually weakened.

Countless gazes cast their eyes on the crystal stage, their eyes were full of fire.

With a light tap of the hammer in his hand, the old man in the tuxedo had a faint and decent smile on his face, and said in harmony:
"This is not the first time our infield auction has been held.

That being the case, the old man will no longer say some official words to annoy him, wasting the time of all the distinguished guests present. "

Looking at the dark space in the venue with a smile, he glanced darkly at the private room on the second floor, applauded, and the enchanting bunny girl holding a tray slowly walked up to the auction stage.

The tray was covered with a layer of red silk cloth, making it difficult to see the things on it.

Pulling off the red cloth above, the old man in the tuxedo carefully placed the tray on the central crystal table as if he was holding a fine treasure.

At the same time, the lights came down, and the large projection equipment behind him projected the true content of the item through the screen.

Nearly ten feet long, the whole body is bamboo black, and the long-stemmed writing brush surrounded by broken characters is caught in Fang Qingran's eyes.

Evil blood patterns surround the body of the pen, and circle around the head of the pen holder, turning into a ferocious dragon head. From the mouth of the dragon head, the white hairs of the brush spit out and flow to the tip, showing a scarlet blood color again. .

"This is……?"

Career support that had been arranged in advance began to gasp.

But he soon realized that someone was more dedicated than him!
Fang Qingran was the first to gasp.

The first auction item is a touchable weapon!
He grasped the hand under his cloak vaguely, and the little Kaka that stored all his balance appeared in his palm.

Generally speaking, the first auction item is mainly used as a beginning, and it will not be particularly expensive...

While thinking about it, the old man tapped the hammer and looked around:

"This thing is a cursed weapon!
Every generation of holders, including those who built it, died extremely tragically! "

His voice reverberated in the venue. If you just listened to these words, you wouldn't know, maybe you thought he was a spy placed by the other family, and you were afraid to sell your things at a good price.

"But..." the subject changed, and the voice of the old man in the tuxedo was loud and sincere, "Who is sitting here who is not a villainous hero who commits all kinds of crimes, is full of crimes, is heinous, and deserves to die?

How can we, the evil party, be afraid of a mere artifact? "

Before the words were finished, dozens of strange laughter echoed in the entire auction house.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"Hee hee hee..."

"Paint lacquer..."

"Kukukukukukuku..."

In the ocean of laughter, the old man was full of passion and ignited the atmosphere to a peak:
"This cursed weapon can use blood as a medium to inflict more than five kinds of curses on others, including [cutting the heart and eroding the bones], [kidney deficiency and premature ejaculation], and [shit rolls], etc., even if the person is higher than oneself. The extraordinary powerhouse in the body can also play a certain role!

Great practical value!
If you are an interested guest, please don't begrudge your money! "

He raised the small hammer in his hand and hit it hard:
"The starting price is 50 yuan, everyone, please!"

Fang Qingran collapsed on the seat like a salted fish that had lost her dreams.

Destined to miss the big baby who can trigger the power of touch, he only feels that the life ahead is gloomy, and he can no longer be motivated.

Falling into endless sadness, he didn't care. The blond-haired Yujie beside him briefly fell on him.

At this time, the cursed implement in the shape of a brush has been carried to more than 70.

The competition is fierce. Obviously, there are not a few people who are interested in it.

"100."

A lazy female voice made the entire auction hall fall silent.

The price increase was close to 30 in one breath, which is not a small amount.

If it has no side effects and can be used to curse people, it can certainly afford such a price, but a cursed weapon that destroys all its holders...

The field was quiet for more than ten seconds. Just as the old man in the tuxedo raised his hammer, a deep male voice came from the box on the second floor:

"One million and fifty thousand!"

Luo Aixi glanced sideways at the second floor, without any hesitation in her tone:

"120 million!"

Everyone present looked expectantly at the second floor. This time, in the box that had been opened before, there was only a cold hum from inside, and there was no intention of increasing the price.

The old man in the tuxedo, as if he was afraid that Luo Aixi would go back on his word, hastily tapped the small hammer three times and took the lead in applauding:

"Let's congratulate the lady!"

 Thank you for the 100 book coin reward for not repeating the same mistakes!Thanks!
  Thanks to Nanmu Hard to Find and Ren Fanghua for the reward of 100 starting coins!Thanks!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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