Invincible Villain: Hunting Luck With Apprentices

"Brother Lin, I don't have any enmity with the Hong family, but the third son of the Hong family has been pestering me." Chu Yan carefully looked at Lin Ye's expression, and said quickly: "However, I have no interest in him at all." No."

Hearing the answer from the girl beside him, Lin Ye showed such an expression on his face.

"It seems that my guess is correct. The third young master of the Hong family must have seen me and Yan'er together, so he felt angry and wanted to overwhelm me in this matter."

Thinking of this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as you don't see the secret of this paper!

Even if he is the third young master of the Hong family, it is impossible for him to bid indiscriminately.

And although he was born in a bad background, his cultivation also requires a lot of cultivation resources, but fortunately, there are still some spirit stones, even middle-grade spirit stones, even high-grade spirit stones, and there are tens of millions of low-grade spirit stones together. above the stone.

What's more, when he came to the auction this time, Senior Zhen Ding, the head of the martial arts field, also gave him some spirit stones, which should be more than enough to bid for this item.

Seeing that Lin Ye hadn't spoken, the girl on the side couldn't help but said anxiously: "Brother Lin, I really have nothing to do with the third son of the Hong family. I don't like him at all."

"Mmm, Yan'er, I will definitely believe you." Lin Ye gently hugged Chu Yan's body, and said in a warm voice.

"Well, Brother Lin, you are so kind!"

Chu Yan lay in Lin Ye's arms, whispering happily.

"Hehe, since you want to play, then I'll keep playing with you." A dangerous cold light flashed in Lin Ye's eyes.

"310,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

On the other side, the box where the Hong family is located.

Wang Wudi still kept a gentle smile on his face, and said in a calm voice: "320,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

"330,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

"340,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

"..."

"Interesting, it seems that this person is not the kind of hot-headed son of a big family, he can be listed as an observation object!"

Wang Wudi's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly shouted: "1 million low-grade spirit stones!"

As for that, now use mental power to explore

In the case of the box, although he can do it, it is easy to alarm other people.

If the person in the box is the son of luck, maybe his mental power detection will alarm the other party. After all, the son of luck has something special, or there is an old grandfather or the soul of a beautiful teacher on his body.

Besides, there is a king-level powerhouse in Zhenbao Pavilion, if he wants to forcibly break through the isolation formation in the opponent's box, he will definitely alarm this king-level powerhouse, and even the Patriarch of the Hong family beside him will be aware of it.

It's not worth it.

Anyway, after the auction is over, he will know the result, and there is really no need to do that now.

"Hmph! It seems that he is determined to fight against me!" Lin Ye's eyes were icy cold.

"It's not only my woman's idea, but now it's against me..."

At this point, his patience was almost worn out.

Although he intended to play with the other party before, but when he bid for one million low-grade spirit stones step by step, he still couldn't help being angry.

(Don't doubt his temper, his disposition is not good. In the eyes of those who are optimistic about him, this is the vigor that a young man should have. If he can keep his temper, then he has a very good disposition, mature and stable. Anyway, those who are optimistic about him In his eyes, no matter what he does, it is right! Reasonable! This is the son of luck!)

Even if the opponent is the third son of the Hong family, he is not afraid.

He is not someone who has no cards, he has already been favored by the head of the martial arts arena, and I believe that even the Hong family would not want to offend him easily.

"1.5 million low-grade spirit stones!" Lin Ye shouted in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of gasping for air in the auction house.

It's not how high the price is. Compared with the previous outcries, 1.5 million low-grade spirit stones are nothing, but for such a thing that doesn't know what it's for, the price is 1.5 million low-grade spirit stones. It's a little different.

Just when everyone was still surprised, another calm voice sounded:

"1.51 million low-grade spirit stones!"

"Damn it!"

Lin Ye exuded a piercing aura, but unfortunately, due to the obstruction of the box formation,

The breath didn't come out.

He shouted in a cold voice: "1.6 million low-grade spirit stones!"

"1.61 million low-grade spirit stones!"

It was still a tepid voice.

"1.7 million low-grade spirit stones!"

"1.71 million low-grade spirit stones!"

"..."

"2.5 million low-grade spirit stones!"

"2.6 million low-grade spirit stones!"

Every time Lin Ye quotes a price, there is always a voice following him.

"Oh my god! Are these two people out of temper by bidding?"

"It's really amazing. The young people nowadays are amazing. For Fairy Bo's smile, they don't hesitate to spend their money!"

"I guess there must be a deep hatred between these two people, otherwise they would not bid like this."

"Then why didn't the elders behind them stop these two?"

"It may be that the elders of the two people had a grudge against them and ordered the two younger generations to bid."

"It makes sense!"

"..."

Among them, there are also some quick-minded people who thought of other places.

"Could it be that these three pages really hold some big secret?"

"Could it be that the people in these two boxes really saw something wrong?"

"Will the Hong family really discover some secrets? Should I get involved..."

"..."

Even Xia Mengyao on the auction stage and the powerful King Realm in the dark began to speculate.

Could it be that this paper really has some big secret?

"Boy Lin, that person probably discovered the secret of the paper as well."

Just when Lin Ye was furious, Yao Lao's voice sounded in his mind.

"Grandpa Yao, didn't you say that the text recorded on it was lost in ancient times, even the people in Zhenbao Pavilion didn't find it, so how could he know it?" Lin Ye said dissatisfied.

"Boy Lin, that person may also have a chance, and he may not be sure if he has seen similar words before." Yao Lao said in a solemn voice.

"Grandpa Yao, you mean..."

"Um."

"Grandpa Yao, what should I do now?"

"You bid a high price again and see if that person will continue to follow. If he continues to bid, it means that he must know something. When the time comes..."

"Grandpa Yao, I know what to do!"