Villain: There Are Too Many Protagonists, So I Gave Up

"Yu Mo, I can do it myself..."

Bai Feng reached out to take the snack, but Bai Yumo didn't stop. Instead, she put the snack on his lips with a smile on her face.

In desperation, he could only open his mouth and eat.

Alas, has Yu Mo begun to become disobedient?

Bai Feng was thinking wildly while tasting the snacks.

"Brother, do you still want to eat?"

At this time, Bai Yumo picked up another piece of snack and handed it over, but this time she didn't put it to her mouth. It seemed that she had just blocked his mouth with the snack before.

"Thanks."

Therefore, Bai Feng didn't think too much. He reached out to take the snack and put it into his mouth.

I have to say that the snacks provided by Yu Linglong are quite good, and they are worthy of being the largest auction house in the Northern Territory.

"Junior brother, do you have anything you want to buy?" Yuyao's mood seemed to have returned to normal, but her ears were still a little red. "Senior sister, I can help you introduce the auction items on the stage."

Bai Feng nodded. He really had something in mind: "I want to buy some special formation disks. Are there any such items in this auction?"

"It really does exist." Yuyao thought for a few seconds, "I remember it was a incomplete formation disk, packaged and auctioned together with several worn-out weapons. Originally we didn't accept junk, but these things are said to be from the Fallen Immortal Battlefield. Even though the spiritual power has been completely excavated, the weapon itself is still very mysterious, and there are many customers interested in it. "

‘It sounds like it’s prepared for children of luck. ’ Bai Feng couldn’t help but mutter in his heart.

He has also heard about the Fallen Immortal Battlefield. Nowadays, no one remembers when the Fallen Immortal Battlefield happened. They only remember that it was a long time ago. It is said that there were real immortals at that time, and the passage to the immortal world was not cut off.

As the name suggests, the Fallen Immortal Battlefield is a place where immortals have fallen, and it is very dangerous.

To this day, the Fallen Immortal battlefield is still a dangerous place. Those who go deep into the battlefield with the word "immortal" in mind, trying to find the secret of becoming an immortal, few can survive, and most of those who come out are crazy.

But if you just look for some ancient 'treasures' on the outside of the battlefield, there will be no danger. The incomplete formation disks and weapons that Yuyao mentioned should have been dug up by treasure hunters outside the battlefield.

"I'm really interested. Let's see if I can take a photo. If it's too expensive, forget it."

Bai Feng touched his chin. Not to mention that this thing was likely to be targeted by the Son of Luck. He was just a little curious. It was impossible to spend a lot of money to buy a formation disk with unknown effects, not to mention that it was still broken.

"It shouldn't be very expensive. People often dig up broken weapons and the like from the periphery of the Fallen Immortal battlefield. The quantity is not very rare, so few people are willing to spend a lot of money to buy them." Yuyao explained.

"Well, I'll try taking some photos later."

Bai Feng nodded. During the conversation, a fifth-grade elixir was photographed by a cultivator on the first floor. The next auction item happened to be the incomplete formation disk and weapons Yu Yao mentioned.

The auctioneer lifted up the spiritual cloth covering the auction items, revealing a cracked formation plate and weapons. The weapons were a broken sword and a broken bow.

"I believe you are all familiar with the items on the Fallen Immortal Battlefield. Although the spiritual power has been lost, the lines and traces on the weapons are still valuable for research. Maybe you can get a glimpse of clues to becoming an immortal. I won't introduce them in detail here. Okay, let’s start bidding directly. One array plate and two weapons are added together, and the starting price is 30 mid-grade spiritual stones.”

The auctioneer didn't waste much time and started the auction directly.

"Thirty middle-grade spiritual stones."

"Thirty-five."

"Forty-five!"

Soon, scattered shouts came from the toilet, but not much was added each time. Obviously, just as Yuyao said, because the quantity was not rare, not many people were willing to spend a lot of money to buy it. .

‘Didn’t The Son of Destiny be filmed? ’

Bai Feng glanced at the small map and saw that there was no movement in the box where the Son of Destiny belonged.

In other words, this should not be an opportunity for Son of Luck, so he can feel free to take pictures.

"This customer offered 95 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones. Is there anyone else bidding? 95 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones at once!"

"120 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones."

Bai Feng was worried that there would be competition if he added five yuan at a time, so he simply increased the price to 120 yuan.

"Junior brother, it's too expensive. 110 yuan is enough!" Yuyao on the side said anxiously to Bai Feng, "Just tell me when you're taking pictures, and I'll take them for you!"

"Uh... I forgot about it in the excitement."

Bai Feng coughed in embarrassment. Because it was his first time at the auction, he always wanted to try the feeling of bidding, but he forgot about the professionals around him.

But the price has been paid, and Yuyao has no choice but to shake her head and sigh: "Forget it, 120 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones is not a loss, but if there are still people who are willing to pay, don't follow, go to It’s not worth it.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard another voice from another box on the second floor: "150 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones."

Yuyao: "...?"

Where did you get taken advantage of? Is there anyone willing to spend so much money on a bunch of junk now?

Bai Feng silently put down the bid card, because the person who made the noise was none other than the son of luck in the box on the second floor.

He couldn't help but mutter: 'What's wrong with this son of luck? I just made the bid after I made the bid? Does this son of luck really like to bid at the last spot? ’

At the same time, Li Ming, the son of luck, put down his bid card with a smile on his face.

For some reason, he suddenly felt very comfortable.

Of course, he was not targeting Bai Feng on purpose, but he found something hidden in the broken bow, so he raised the price at the end.

I am afraid that the person who just offered 120 spirit stones should have noticed it, but he was not sure. Otherwise, that person should continue to raise the price.

"I didn't expect that there would be such interesting things at ordinary auctions, but it's a pity that no one else can recognize it!"

Just when he thought he had won the game, a voice suddenly rang out in the second-floor box: "Two hundred."

Li Ming frowned immediately. He looked at the direction of the bid. It was not the person who made him feel disgusted.

Could it be that his competition with that person attracted the attention of others?

So he raised the price again: "Two hundred and one!"

The voice rang again without hesitation: "Three hundred."

"...Three hundred and two!"

"Four hundred."

Li Ming couldn't help but clench his fists. Who is this guy?

He felt that it would not be so easy to win this time.

In the bidding box

"Master, it's not worth spending so many spirit stones for these junks!"

An old man was advising a man in gorgeous clothes.

"It doesn't have to be junks, otherwise why would anyone be willing to spend three hundred and twenty to buy it?" The man opened his fan and gently fanned it, with a wealthy smile on his face, "Besides, it doesn't matter even if it's junks, it's just a little money."

"Huh? You dare to bid? Elder Jing, bid me ten high-quality spirit stones!"

Elder Jing: "..."

(Spirit stones are very traditional 100:1, for example, one hundred low-quality ones are equal to one medium-quality one.)