Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

It was getting late. They chatted again, and then dispersed.

Ye Wufeng was led into a courtyard in the backyard. The courtyard was small, but it could be seen that the design was very particular. After several maids cleaned up, they withdrew one after another, and the first one whispered softly.

"What else can I do for you?"

"No, you step back." Da Shao said with satisfaction.

Several people bowed down and bowed down orderly.

Ye Wufeng glanced around and couldn't help praising: "it's really unusual. Like the delicacies garden, this Jubao building belongs to the artifact of space." In terms of his artifact refining technology, there is no problem refining artifact. Unfortunately, his understanding of space is far from enough. The master refining this kind of space artifact is no better than himself in terms of skills, but others are saints, and his perception of space is not comparable at all.

Seeing that there was still some time, he took out the five hundred blank imperial cards and made them all into second-class imperial cards. He had unconsciously become a second-class imperial card maker.

Then he lay down in his clothes and fell asleep.

The next morning, ye Wufeng woke up, turned around and finished washing.

"Brother, are you awake? The auction will begin soon." Fat Qian ran in excitedly and yelled.

"Well, let's go." Dashao smiled and said that now he had all the things he needed most, and he no longer had the feeling of worrying about gain and loss.

The crowd came to the fifth floor of the Jubao building. At the moment of stepping out of the stairs, the surrounding scenery changed greatly. The site was divided into two floors, with private rooms on the upper floor and rows of chairs on the lower floor. Most of the monks who arrived in advance had been seated.

Jubao building has five floors in total. The ordinary trading items placed on the first floor are no different from ordinary shops; On the second floor, there are valuables. Ordinary people are not qualified to enter them at all; The third floor is the reception and banquet place. Yesterday's conference hall is on this floor; The fourth floor is a courtyard, where guests rest; The top floor is the auction house.

"Young master, you're here. Please follow me." A man like a man led the way.

The young man's eyes are slightly narrowed. One of the leading guys is an eight level emperor. The security work of the Qian family is doing well.

"Zhiya..." the door opened, "young master, please come in."

"Private room 3?" Qian Baobao's face looked unhappy, but he didn't say anything.

"Cut, why is it number three? Uncle Qian is too stingy. Who are private rooms one and two?" The poison fairy was not polite, and said with a pout of discontent.

"Well... Please forgive me, miss xian'er. It's a rule not to disclose the information of the VIP in the private room at will." The man said in embarrassment.

"Well, xian'er, don't embarrass him. It's very good here." Ye Wufeng said casually that he didn't care much about such small matters of face.

At this time, the door of private room No. 2 opened, and a young man came out, dressed in a golden robe. It was dazzling and had no hidden meaning at all.

"Eh? Isn't this miss xian'er? I haven't seen you for a long time." As soon as his eyes lit up, he came over to the poison fairy with a proud look. His face made people feel like beating.

"Hum, who did I think it was? It turned out to be Shenming, the boy of the Protoss." The poison fairy snorted coldly and suddenly raised a middle finger, "why? Do you dare to come here? Be careful, aunt. I'll poison you again."

Shenming suddenly stagnated and didn't dare to come again. A flash of fear flashed in his eyes.

Several people entered the No. 3 private room one after another, and the poison fairy entered at the end, with high toes and high spirits like a proud little rooster.

Everyone took their seats, "it's a Protoss. I don't think it's annoying." Dashao said faintly, because the story of Seven Star Throwing Knife and the giant spirit God shot at himself during the robbery, he had a very bad impression of the Protoss.

"Yes, I hate him as soon as I see him." The little girl directly raised her hands in favor.

"En en ~" fat Qian nodded together, and all of them hated this guy.

"Xian'er, I think he seems a little afraid of you." I asked curiously.

"Hee hee, I met this guy once before. He dared to pester me like a dog skin plaster. I was so annoyed that I poisoned him." The poison fairy smiled proudly.

"Let this boy wither for a whole year. A year later, the protoss found out that the problem was xian'er. It scared Shenming's father to find the poison God's father himself, so as to avoid the danger of the empress." The fat man said weakly, feeling a little pity for each other.

"Poof ~" Ye Wufeng almost sprayed. This little girl is a nightmare for all dandies.

Just then, four beautiful maids knocked on the door and came in, plates of fruits were put up.

"Ah Wu..." the poison fairy was not polite. She reached out and directly grabbed a millennium Zhu fruit and put it in her mouth. "Brother, this is delicious. I like to participate in the auction held by the fat man's house best. These fruits are collected from various interfaces. They are delicious."

Several little guys also started eating one after another.

Ye Wufeng couldn't help smiling bitterly. Money is willful. All the things on the table are immortal fruits, which are more than a thousand years old. The immortal fruits of human flesh and bones were killed as ordinary fruits. It's a waste.

Just then, a clear bell rang. I only saw a beautiful woman walking out on the central auction platform, swaying like a willow in the wind. Every step seemed to step on the tip of everyone's heart, and the eyes of everyone present also moved.

"Gudong..." I could even hear many people swallow spittle.

It's powerful. There's a faint color in my eyes and I'll restore the Qingming in an instant. What a powerful flattering skill. I didn't do anything. I can shake everyone's mind just by stepping on strange steps. What if I try my best to show flattering skill? This is much better than the woman who used her charm in the spirit card world.

She went to the middle of the stage and stopped. Everyone at the scene slowed down and said to herself that she was really a goblin.

"I'm the auctioneer mei'er. I hope you can support me more." The voice is soft, like a groan, refreshing.

"The first auction item, the artifact, 'Yunluo handkerchief', is the carry on thing of Yunluo fairy. It integrates attack and defense. It is even more effective to trap the enemy. The female monk's carry on has the effect of nourishing her face."

"The reserve price is 100000, and the price increase is at least 10000 each time."

"Boom..." the whole field fried pot.

"What?" Dashao was also shocked. The first one to appear was an artifact? The level of this auction is too high.

"Hey, brother, this is the auction strategy." Qian pangzi said with a smile, and the poison fairy and others were not surprised. Ye Wufeng soon figured out that this should be the so-called gimmick.

Sure enough, the atmosphere was instantly detonated.

"One hundred thousand, I give one hundred thousand best spiritual marrow." A nun screamed.

"You can also mean 100000. I'll pay 100000."

"150000."

"Two hundred thousand."

"Three hundred thousand, don't argue with me. I'm going to make a decision."

"Three hundred and fifty thousand, just like you? Even if you have nurtured for ten thousand years, you are still an ugly woman."

"Ah... Swift, you bitch dare to scold my mother. I'll pay 400000."

"I'll pay 500000." A muffled voice sounded.

"My grass, wind and no salt, even the ugly girl. What's wrong with you, Mr. Hu?" The woman named swift shrieked.

"Hum, I'm the loyal powder of fairy Yunluo. I can't let the fairy's things fall into the hands of you ugly women." Hu Laowu said firmly.

"You, I fought with you." A group of nuns with long teeth and claws were about to rush over and scratch him.

"A gentleman speaks but does not do." As soon as Hu Laowu shrunk, this guy offended a group of people with one sentence. He was really able to pull hatred.

"Six hundred thousand." A handsome childe's voice sounded, gently shook a folding fan in his hand, and gently looked at his female companion.

"Yonglang, it's very kind of you." The woman looked like she was melting.

"Meat hemp, I give 700000." Another male Xiu shouted loudly and gave the handsome childe a provocative look.

"Eight hundred thousand, I can't help it."

"Nine hundred thousand."

"A million."

Young and old are completely messy in the private room. Are these people crazy? In the twinkling of an eye, they have reached a million top-grade spiritual marrow, and there is no stop. Is a beauty artifact so powerful? Refining so many imperial level spirit cards by yourself only earned more than three million top-grade spirit pith. Even with the five million just given by Qian Jia, you can't get it several times.

Seeing ye Wufeng's puzzled appearance, Qian chubby smiled and said: "brother, you don't understand this. As long as these treasures involve a woman's face, they will be sold at a very high price, which has nothing to do with whether the thing itself is worth it."

"Every Zhuyan pill can be sold at a high price. You say it doesn't improve strength or life, but it can't stand women's beauty loving nature."

Looking at the way Qian Pang se looked, the poison fairy looked unhappy. She grabbed a cake from the table and bit hard, "they are all a group of superficial women."

When I talked here, the price soared in a straight line. In the twinkling of an eye, it reached two million, and the speed finally slowed down.

Just then, a sweet voice sounded, "two and a half million." The sound came from the private room upstairs.

The people in private room No. 6 upstairs made a move. Suddenly, the people below were quiet. Several women who had just tit for tat showed a helpless look. Even if they were unwilling, there was no way. Their financial resources were not at the same level at all.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand times."

"Two and a half million times."

"Two and a half million..."

Just as the hammer was about to fall, a sound sounded.

"Three million."