The Villain, The Son Of Fate, His Mother Is Actually My Maid

"It's impossible. I swallow the saliva directly."

Lu Wuchen waved his hand and said that this kind of thing would definitely not happen.

"By the way, are you jealous of others?"

Lu Wuchen's voice suddenly changed and he laughed!

"Hmph, what's there to be envious of? I don't have what she has~"

Gu Ning'er proudly turned her head to the side!

Yes, there are some, but at this scale, it’s hard to say.

"Ha ha,,."

Seeing Gu Ning'er's appearance, Lu Wuchen laughed twice and stopped talking.

Xia Hou Yanran on the side saw clearly that Miss Gu was jealous.

My sister is jealous, but unlike me, I only care about my brother and help him.

A jealous girl like you won't win your brother's heart.

I decided to break the limit.

Starting from tomorrow, I will push my body's limits and eat three bowls of rice every day.

The little girl's fists were clenched and her fighting spirit was high.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I will introduce the first lot now."

Concubine Yu smiled gently, which made the wolves below excited.

"This is a copy of "Blowing Fire Palm", a low-grade Xuan-level skill. The starting price is 300 spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 20 yuan."

As soon as Concubine Yu finished speaking, she was scrambled by the people below.

"I'll pay 320 yuan!"

"I have 340 yuan!"

"Miss Yu Fei's first auction item today must be mine. I will offer 360 spiritual stones."

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"Brother Wuchen, do we also want to shoot this kind of garbage?"

Seeing the people in the hall fighting frantically, Xia Hou Yanran still asked.

"Shoot it, take it back and burn it as firewood!"

Lu Wuchen disagreed.

On the surface, this may be a low-grade Xuan-level technique, but maybe there is some big secret hidden in it.

If you want to get luck from me, it doesn't exist.

"Brother, what is your upper limit? What if you accidentally take too many pictures?"

Xiahou Yanran whispered!

As a good, thrifty and well-behaved child, she has to be careful with her budget.

"Yanran, don't you know how rich I am?"

Lu Wuchen touched the other person's little head.

He had millions of dollars in things like spirit stones in his backpack and didn't care at all.

"I understand, brother!"

When she heard the other party's words, she instantly understood her brother's terror.

"1,000 spiritual stones!"

Xiahou Yanran was like Wang Zha as soon as she opened her mouth.

The original amount of more than 500 has doubled. This wave of operations made other photographers look stupid.

Please, you can’t do this even if you have money!

In the center of the hall,

Concubine Yu, who was holding an auction hammer, was stunned when she heard the price.

Did the other party do this on purpose?

It's just a low-level Xuan-level skill. As a direct disciple, he should look down on it.

And the price is at least 30% to 40% higher than what is on the market.

Is the other party here to return the favor?

Thinking of this, a hint of cunning flashed across Concubine Yu's charming face.

"1,000 spiritual stones once, and 1,000 spiritual stones twice. Let us congratulate the guests in private room No. 88 for taking this "Blowing Fire Palm"."

As the hammer in Concubine Yu's hand fell, the Fire Blowing Palm also found its destination.

"Big idiot!"

"A low-grade Xuan-level technique actually costs 1,000 spirit stones. You don't even have to look at it to know that it's a retarded act."

Xiao San raised his head and looked at the private room, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Lu Wuchen, you want to show your strong capital in front of Ning'er, haha, what a joke!

Ning'er is not the kind of person who is greedy for money. On the contrary, she hates extravagance and waste.

Your behavior will only make Ning'er feel disgusted.

"The second item on the lot is called the Mysterious Iron Heavy Ruler. It came from the hands of the master of the weapon refining in Wutan City, and its grade has reached the middle grade of the Mysterious Grade."

"The starting price is 500 spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 30 spirit stones."

Concubine Yu introduced to the black iron ruler that was carried up by two big men!

Middle-level Xuan-level magic weapons are rare in a small town like Wutan City, so there will be another bloody storm next.

But the ending was somewhat beyond her expectations.

"1000 spirit stones!"

Xia Hou Yanran calmly put up the small sign.

This feeling of carrying a cash machine with you is really great!

When the people below heard this quotation, they dared not speak out in anger.

If you add so much at once, we are still having fun, and there is no sense of participation at all.

They wanted to swear, but when they thought that the other party was in the Tianzihao private room, they immediately swallowed back the curse words that came to their mouths.

It's a pleasure to express your feelings for a while, but it's even more enjoyable when others come to your house for dinner.

The scene was silent for a moment, but in the end no one chose to increase the price.

Those who have no money cannot afford to pay more, and those who have money are afraid of offending others.

A mid-grade Xuan-level weapon is good, but if it offends a mysterious boss, it is definitely not worth it.

Besides, what stupid thing is there who doesn’t play with swords and heavy iron rulers?

Carrying an iron lump behind your back, there is something wrong with this impure mind!

Seeing that the battlefield she thought was over so quickly, Concubine Yu felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

The things were sold, but something felt wrong!

"Everyone, the third lot is a third-grade epimedium plant. I think its efficacy does not need to be introduced too much."

Concubine Yu showed an expression that everyone understood.

Hearing the name of this spiritual grass, the man smiled and nodded, while the woman looked puzzled. It seems like there is some shocking secret hidden in it.

"Third-grade epimedium, isn't it one of the most important medicinal materials among the prescriptions listed by my predecessors?"

Xiao San's eyes lit up when he saw the elixir in the center.

But as soon as he saw the enthusiastic gazes of the people around him, he knew that if he wanted to take a picture of it, the price he would pay must be extraordinary.

"The starting price is 100 spirit stones, and each increase must not be less than..."

"1000 spirit stones!"

Before Concubine Yu could finish her words, the familiar voice came again.

The elder brother has issued a death order. If Yan Ran exposes an auction item, she will not be given anything to eat when she returns home that night.

Therefore, in order to be able to add food to her meal, she must show off her momentum and scare away her competitors.

Hearing this quotation, the whole place fell silent again.

The number plates that were lifted into the air also stopped abruptly.

Buying a third-grade Epimedium for 1,000 spirit stones is a price they cannot afford.

"Virtual force, big imaginary force!"

When Xiao San saw this, he showed no sad expression at all, but instead showed a look of contempt.

Why are you buying Epimedium? You don’t need to explain it!

"Uh,, let us congratulate the guests in private room 88 again!"

At this price, no one in the audience dared to compete, and Concubine Yu was also the designated bidder for this item.

The other party acted so arrogantly, because he came specifically to take care of her business!

Or do you want to soak yourself?

Concubine Yu guessed in her heart that this possibility was very high!

"Here is the fourth lot, which is sent by a mysterious guest."

As Concubine Yu finished speaking, a maid with a beautiful face slowly walked towards the center holding a brocade wooden tray in her hands.