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Therefore, although the stall owner yelled for a long time, this little girl is indeed a rare commodity, but there are no people who can continue to increase the price.

The stall owner screamed bad luck!

I feel that it is not very wise for me to choose today to set up a stall, because there are not many rich people in the market, and they can't shout high prices.

"If no one continues to raise the price..."

The stall owner rolled his eyes and spoke, not to make a decision, but to repent.

In the fairs of the demons, there are quite a few things that make people bid and then regret not selling. After all, most of the demons don't know what integrity is.

However, this is also quite unflattering behavior.

If the buyer is strong and turns his face on the spot, the seller will be in bad luck.

The stall owner was a little hesitant, secretly assessing the strength of the demon with the highest bid.

At this moment, a slightly hoarse female voice sounded, "This little girl... I want it!"

The sound was not very loud, but in such a noisy environment, it was still very clear, and it reached the ears of every onlooker present.

Everyone couldn't help being shocked!

Because, along with this voice, there is also an invisible coercion, the breath of the strong!

The stall owner was also very surprised and looked behind the crowd.

Two figures in black cloaks walked over slowly, their raised collars covered half of their faces, making them look extraordinarily mysterious.

These two people were exactly Huang Yueli and Li Moying who had been watching the play for a long time.

For Xiao Wang, the financial chief, seeing the same clan for the first time, was extremely excited, and was also afraid that the little girl would be abused in any way, so he was very excited, and twittered in Tianhuang Jue for a long time, urging the master to come and save her.

Huang Yueli originally wanted to observe for a while, but she couldn't stand being annoyed by Xiao Wangcai, so she could only walk out.

When the stall owner saw the two, he was shocked by their aura at first, and calmed down after a while.

"My lords, all the slaves here are those who pay the highest price. Now, the price has already reached 20,000 gold soul coins. I wonder what price you two plan to offer?"

There was a look of greed in the stall owner's eyes.

The two people in front of them looked quite mysterious, maybe they were the big sponsors!

Huang Yueli didn't even look at the stall owner, her eyes fell on the little girl.

Seeing her shivering, I couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Alas, such a cute little girl, much cuter than their Xiao Wangcai, was tortured like this.

She looked away calmly, and said, "I just said, I want this little girl! Hurry up and send her over!"

The stall owner froze for a moment, then his face changed.

"What do you mean? Are you still planning to grab someone from me without bidding?"

Huang Yueli raised her chin slightly, with a look of disdain on her face, "It's your honor that I am willing to take the slaves from your booth! You still want to collect money? You really don't know what to do!"

She vividly interpreted the image of an arrogant and domineering demon strongman.

Just now, after the stall owner offered the reserve price, Huang Yueli realized that she had overlooked a very important issue.

That is, they are now on the territory of the Demon Race!

Therefore, the top-quality chalcedony in her hand can no longer be used.

And the spiritual tools and pills she refined, even if they were taken out, most of the warriors of the Demon Race would not know what to buy, and they would not be worth a lot of money.