Destined Villain: Choose to threaten the beautiful master at the beginning

After the wedding, the two of them were very close.

Hearing Hu Meiniang's words, Ye Xing's face suddenly became gloomy, and he felt very embarrassed.

So, he said in a mocking tone: "Hmph, you ignorant woman, you don't understand men's minds at all! The more unattainable a woman is, the more precious she will be, unlike a woman like you who can be easily obtained."

Hu Meiniang heard the sarcasm in Ye Xing's words, she glared at Ye Xing fiercely, then spit, and retorted: "I am also a woman you can never get!"

Then, Hu Meiniang began to continue to seduce the other two people, she said in a coquettish voice: "Look, Yunze is just from that long-deceased Wangyou Sect. The auction is a place where wealth is the only thing to compete. No matter how talented and handsome he is, what does it matter? You know, in terms of wealth, both of you are from wealthy families. Can't you crush Yunze, who comes from a declining sect? "

While Hu Meiniang was talking, she flirted with them from time to time. Ning Chen murmured to himself: "Well, it does make sense..."

Ye Xing also felt that it made sense, and echoed: "Yes, Hu Meiniang, your idea is really good."

On the high platform.

When the fifth Mingyue waved his hand, a dazzling beam of light suddenly descended from the void. As the light gradually dissipated, a spirit sword flashing with a mysterious purple halo slowly emerged.

This spirit sword exudes an extremely sharp sword light, as if it can easily tear the void, which makes people palpitate. From time to time, there are clear and pleasant metal clanging sounds echoing around. Just from these strange sights, we can know that this sword is definitely extraordinary, at least it is a treasure among the Xuan-level magic weapons.

In this world, magic weapons are divided into six levels according to quality and power: Huang, Xuan, Di, Ren, Sheng, and Di.

"Dear guests, I believe you all know the rules of the Never-Sleeping City Auction. I won't waste your time here. Let's get down to business."

The voice of Diwu Mingyue was clear and pleasant, but it also revealed a decisive and capable temperament. "Now the auction officially begins! The first item to be launched is this low-grade Xuan-level spiritual sword named 'Zihuan Sword'. The starting price is 100,000 spiritual stones. Whoever wins the prize depends on your bid."

"I bid 101,000!"

"105,000!"

"..."

"700,000!"

"One million spiritual stones!"

"No matter how much this sword is worth, I will buy it. Miss Mingyue, remember to sign it for me."

For a while, the bidding sounds in the field were endless.

Among them, there were some fanatical fans of Diwu Mingyue. In order to please Diwu Mingyue, they did not hesitate to spend a lot of money and kept raising the price.

In just a few breaths, the price of Zihuan Sword soared to one million spiritual stones, which was astonishing.

Although Yunze held more than 1 billion spirit stones, he never made an offer.

Why was this so?

In fact, the reason was very simple. He was not a fanatical fan of Diwu Mingyue, so he would not do such a meaningless act.

Yunze had a Tai'a sword of the highest grade, and he simply disdained these low-grade spirit swords.

"Does anyone else want to bid? If there is no higher price than one million spirit stones, then this Zihuan sword will belong to Young Master Sun of Tiantian City."

Diwu Mingyue looked around the whole audience, and seeing that no one continued to raise the price, she decisively made the final decision.

She was very considerate, and used her own true energy to carefully write her name on the scabbard, and attached a warm blessing. This move made Young Master Sun so excited that he almost had snot bubbles.

Then, Diwu Mingyue once again performed a spell to summon a dazzling beam of light. This time, a green alchemy furnace suddenly appeared in the beam of light. The alchemy furnace is green in color, with mysterious Taoist characters carefully carved on it, and it flashes dazzling light. Although it is only the size of a palm, it exudes an unparalleled majestic momentum.

"The next one to appear is the blue glazed alchemy furnace, with a starting price of 800,000." The clear and pleasant voice of Diwu Mingyue sounded, "Now, the bidding begins."

Before she finished speaking, the people below were eager to bid, and the scene was extremely lively. After witnessing the young master surnamed Sun successfully obtaining the signature and blessing of Diwu Mingyue, everyone's enthusiasm became higher and higher. After all, who can resist the huge charm of Diwu Mingyue?

"Eight hundred and one hundred thousand spirit stones!"

"Nine hundred thousand!"

"One million!"

"I'll offer two million! No one can compete with me!" Suddenly, a proud son of the Han family in Baishi City shouted out this amazing price, causing an uproar in the audience.

"Bah, just two million, do you think you are so great?" Ning Chen looked at the inexperienced man opposite him, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he signaled his men beside him to bid.

"Ning Daozi of the Zhengyi Sect bids three million!"

As this sentence sounded, the whole scene instantly boiled.

People looked at Ning Chen in surprise, their eyes full of shock.

He opened his mouth and offered three million. He is worthy of being the proud son of the Ning family in Zhongzhou. His financial resources are strong. A top-grade Qing Liuli Danlu offered three million spirit stones, which is no different from throwing money.

However, Diwu Mingyue, who was standing on the stage, did not have the slightest joy on his face.

At this moment, she only had Yunze in her heart. She was extremely disgusted with Ning Chen, a suitor.

In her words, it was "disgusted mother opened the door for dislike, disgusted to the extreme".

"Ning Daozi really gave me face, I thank you." Diwu Mingyue's words were full of unfamiliarity, "Then, is there anyone willing to pay a higher price than three million spirit stones?" Diwu Mingyue looked around and swept her eyes over everyone.

Everyone lowered their heads and whispered, but no one dared to bid easily.

On the one hand, they didn't want to offend Ning Chen, who was a Taoist of the Zhengyi Sect; on the other hand, the price of three million spirit stones was too high and beyond their affordability.

"I'll pay three million and one hundred thousand spirit stones."

Just when Ning Chen thought he was making a big splash, Nalan Qingyao in the VIP seat shouted out the price according to Yunze's instructions.