Grasping Evil

Su Yan was only surprised for a moment, immediately gathered up the shock and restored calm.

She is different from the swallowing wings, the wind snow words, and Gu Shi Niang. She is highly sophisticated, and she is more sensitive to the soul and soul. When she is so close to Ning Fan, she can find out that the soul is connected with Ning Fan.

However, she did not know why this soul-sensing sensor appeared, and did not think about the identity of the konjac.

Even though he was suspicious, he had to wait for the auction to finish and then asked Ning Fan to ask. At this moment, she still had a task, which was to host the auction.

"Today, it is a great honour for all of you to come to our family to participate in the auction. Before the auction began, some rules still have to be told."

"First, the auction will last for ten days. Within ten days, all the friends can leave at any time, but within the scope of my horns, no friends can fight each other, kill people and win treasures, any troublemakers. As a provocation to the majesty of my family, I will be personally suppressed!"

hiss!

Countless strangers took a breath of air, and even the four singular geeks around Ning Fan were a little moved.

Many organizers of the auction will put forward rules prohibiting private fighting, in order to prevent someone from buying the heavy treasure at the auction and then being killed when they go out.

The horns put forward this rule, but it was not too much. The monks who came to the auction and sold a face to the horn were also reasonable.

But like the horned horns, they asked the imaginary to suppress the troublemakers, and everyone saw it for the first time.

There are Su Yan patriarchs who personally shot and defended the horns of the horns, and probably no one would dare to kill the horns.

probably...

As if the heart is in the spirit, all the eyes of the monk. They all quietly swept toward the fourth floor of Ning Fan.

Although the fourth floor has a lookout for isolation, many people know that Ning Fan is on the fourth floor.

Now there is no end to the sea. Everyone knows that Ning Fan is the one who loves to kill people.

Ning Fan's strength is strong, but Shi Kun, Mo Xiu, if he really wants to kill and win the treasure, even Su Yan may not be able to stop...

Will he make trouble? All monks are curious.

Ning Fan's forehead, quite speechless, his reputation is so stinky, mentioning killing and winning. What are you looking at?

He looked up, but he saw Su Yan a pair of apricots, gazing at him, seemingly waiting for Ning Fan a reply.

"Please ensure that the auction will never kill people and win the treasure. Otherwise, it will not allow the auction to continue."

"The Sioux is reassuring. At this auction, if no one takes the initiative to provoke me, Zhou will never take the initiative to kill." Ning Fan shook his head without words, giving Su Yan a guarantee.

"Thank you." Su Yan smiled at Ning Fan, smiled, and had a enchanting temperament.

She never smiles at any man. This laugh is a reward for Ning Fan’s promise to her request.

After the Mingque bird finished the Wannian Mango, and took out a million years of purple apple fruit, it was relished.

She looked up and looked at the fourth floor. Asked strangely,

"Qu Agong. Who is Mingzun? His reputation is so stinky, he does not guarantee not to kill, and the people of the horns do not start auctioning..."

"Hey, miss, snoring! Mingzun identity is respected, but we can't talk about it!" The old man of Qu name heard the words of Mingque, and immediately changed his face and stopped her words.

"Oh... I just think his voice is familiar... maybe I know him..."

"Miss must have been wrong. What is the identity of Mingzun? How can it be related to us? Miss can't know this kind of character, at least...not..."

"Oh. Right to Qu Agong, this Wanxiang Zi Ping fruit, how is it not sweet at all, it is not an apple at all..."

Uh ...

More than a dozen servants of the servant side, one by one full of black lines.

Who told you that the purple apple is a purple apple! Is it a kind of duckweed, it has a relationship with apples, how can it be sweet!

Spoil! Waste! Some people in the world have used Ziping fruit as an apple, which is really violent!

Ning Fan smiled and laughed, and the stupid words of Mingque were introduced into his ears.

Sure enough, this little Dan Devil is as old as he was, and he knows how to make him happy.

I made up my mind and decided to recognize her when the auction was over.

At the moment, eight magical horns were taken from the auction.

Su Yan continued to say a series of rules, and then the auction began.

The auction will last for ten days, and if it is finally, the more precious the auction will be.

For seven days, Ning Fan did not buy anything, until the beginning of the eighth day, only a little something to enter his eyes.

It was a small bird, and from the first day, I bought all kinds of elixir in Dalat.

She bought the elixir on the spot and let her go to eat on the spot.

I don’t know her whispers, and her eyes are the same as watching monsters.

Unless the flesh is a powerful wild beast, and the jade is repaired, how can the average person eat the eternal elixir?

Mingque can eat a million years of elixir, the physical strength is probably still above the average wild beast, so that many of the gods are jealous.

And she was stupid again and again, I don’t know how many times I laughed at Ning Fan.

"Qu Agong, how is this Tanxi melon not sweet, not a watermelon at all!"

"Qu Agong, how is this scented pepper not sweet, not a banana at all!"

"Qu Agong..."

Ning Fan's eyes are reminiscing, this little Dan Devil, like the same year, is a snack food.

On the eighth day, Ning Fan took the first shot and took the next round of six cents to Danfang with 1 million immortals.

The starting price of Danfang is 10 million Xianyu. After the price increase, all the old monsters who want to bid for Danfang will all be able to close.

On the ninth day, Ning Fan took the second shot and bought a kind of frosty weather with 41,000 immortals. It is the tenth day frost, named Qingfeng.

Like the last time, he increased his price and everyone shut up and didn’t dare to bid.

On the tenth day, the most precious treasures were unveiled on the stage.

Ning Fan shakes his spirit and participates in the auction with great hands and feet. He spends a billion yuan of jade that the troll's eight ancestors gave, and did not mean to save money for the eight ancestors.

Eight magical orchids cost a total of 400 million cents.

A finished six-turn medicinal herb, costing 500 million celestial jade, named Jin Sin Dan, the effect is to increase the chance of Jin Jin advancement.

In addition, the sacred horns also produced a lot of magical techniques and one-star squadrons to sell, but these things, Ning Fan is too lazy to spend money to buy.

Magic Horn has arrived, and the auction will have no meaning for Ning Fan.

He sneaked a peek at the little bird, and the small bird had bought countless elixir, and spent almost seven or eight hundred billion jade, so many of the jade, I do not know she was stealing.

But there are so many celestial jade, and there are times when there is a flower.

She was too big to buy in front of her, and when she got to the back, she could hardly afford a precious elixir.

She began to sell some of the old geeks around her. A tangible fruit can be dreamed for fifty years, and she can improve her mood for fifty years. Each one can sell more than five million sages.

She sold twenty more tanguoguo, and made up a hundred million yuyu. This time I finally learned it, and I didn’t spend it.

Ning Fan has a long belly, he finally knows why the horns have a tang fruit out, dare to be this little girl, no money to buy medicine, take the Luo Luo for money to buy medicine...

This snack goods...

The auction has come to an end, and the third last auction item is a 60,000-year-old elixir, moon blue grass.

It is a blue medicine like a moon, quietly growing on a moonlight marble.

The efficacy of the moon blue grass is to break through the bottleneck of the gods, and it is generally used as the main drug for the drug.

Under normal circumstances, the moon blue grass will only grow up to 20,000 years of age.

This strain, with a full dose of 60,000 years of medicine, is sufficient as the main drug for the six-transfer remedy.

If the 60,000-year-old bluegrass is used to refine the gods, the chances of the monks breaking through the bottleneck will be higher than normal.

It was with the appearance of the blue-grass side of the 60,000-year-old month that it immediately triggered a lot of madness of Yuan Ying and Hua Shen.

Due to limited use, the starting price of Moon Blue Grass is only 10 million Xianyu, but it has been sizzling to 95 million.

Ning Fan does not have much interest in this month's bluegrass. Although the bluegrass year is extremely high this month, he does not lack the remedy to break through the bottleneck of God. Just giving Xu Qiuling's Huashen Dan medicine, there are seven or eight kinds, enough to make Xu Qiu Ling 100% successful.

However, what surprised Ning Fan was that the Mingque, who had learned so much, just saw the blue grass this month, and suddenly stood up and bid for the blue grass this month.

"I am out of 100 million immortals!"

Her tender voice rang, and immediately, countless grotes showed a sigh of color and gave up the auction.

No one will spend 100 million cents of jade and 100 million cents of jade in order to buy a moon blue grass, enough to buy a lot of finished medicinal herbs to promote the success of the gods.

Minque was slightly relieved and seemed to be afraid that someone would bid for this moon blue grass.

She looked at the eyes of the moon blue grass, and did not look at the look of a fruit.

Ning Fan is slightly different. Is there any other mysterious thing in the blue grass this month, which was not discovered by him?

Is this elixir self-disguised? The ontology is a more precious elixir?

Ning Fan secretly spurred the eyes, but did not find that the elixir has a disguise.

But after urging people, he found that the moon-colored marble that grew in the blue grass that month was somewhat different.

A tyrannical force of moonlight entangled in the stone, lingering.

"This stone is a treasure!"

Ning Fan just recognized this point. In the fourth layer, a very gloomy voice participated in the auction of Yue Lancao.

"Two hundred million immortals!"

Everyone is shocked.

What people have out of 200 million Xianyu, buy a month of blue grass!

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