Fantasy: I became the villain at the beginning

"Murong Xiaoqing, are you sure you want to compete with me for this day's spiritual fruit?"

Cang Fusheng's eyes were slightly condensed, and his tone was a little cold.

This Murong Xiaoqing is a rare genius in Danwu City, but compared with him, it is not enough.

Jiuxiao Pavilion is becoming less and less existential, and even the eldest lady of Murong's family dares to come and grab things from him.

In the VIP room, Murong Xiaoqing glanced at the No. [-] VIP room with her beautiful eyes, and a pleasant voice slowly rang out: "Mr. Cang was joking, I just gave out a lot of spirit stones, the rules are like this, How can you say it was robbery?"

"Furthermore, even if I am robbing, Mr. Cang can't do anything to a little girl like me."

"hiss!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire auction was shocked. Everyone did not expect that Murong Xiaoqing would dare to directly ask Ban Cang to surrender.

However, everyone can understand, after all, Murong Xiaoqing is the granddaughter of Murong Xuanzhen, and everyone knows the strength of the latter.

Everyone didn't speak anymore, for fear of being hurt by Chi Yu.

"you!"

Hearing this, Cang Fusheng's face was extremely cold, and his eyes glared at the VIP room where Murong Xiaoqing was. The terrifying aura filled the surroundings, and the billowing aura pressed across the entire VIP room.

At the beginning, when Ye Chen Yirong was in the Jiuji Tianguang formation, Murong Xiaoqing had an extremely close relationship with him, and now she's messing with him again!

But in the end, Cang Fusheng took a deep breath and severely suppressed the hostility in his heart.

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and his icy voice was like a glacier for thousands of years, and the surrounding temperature had also dropped to freezing point: "Okay! We can wait and see!"

Cang Fusheng secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely trample Murong Xiaoqing under his feet and ravage him!
"70 spirit stones!"

Cang Fusheng's tone was full of anger.

"80." Murong Xiaoqing raised the price without haste.

"90 million!"

"100."

……

For a while, only the auction voices of the two of them were heard in Nuo Da's auction.

"120 million!"

Cang Fu was furious, and immediately raised the price to 120 million.After the words fell, the entire auction was shocked.

120 million!

With so many spirit stones, even a monk with ordinary talent can still pile them up to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Sure enough, it was someone from Jiuxiao Pavilion, and his actions were so bold!
At this time, everyone was extremely envious of Cang Fusheng, who had a sect like Jiuxiao Pavilion as a shield behind him.

"What a fool."

In the VIP room, Ye Chen said with great interest.

Seeing Ye Chen's faint smile, Ye Ling felt a little puzzled in his heart. He didn't understand what Ye Chen meant and what it meant.

Just as Ye Chen finished speaking, Murong Xiaoqing said, "Since Mr. Cang likes the Heavenly Spirit Fruit so much, then I'd rather be a gentleman than steal what others want."

After finishing speaking, Murong Xiaoqing stopped talking.

"you!"

Hearing this, Cang Fusheng was startled at first, and then his face changed greatly. The anger in his heart seemed to be about to erupt into a volcano. His fists were clenched and creaked, and his handsome face became extremely ferocious. "Murong Xiaoqing, I I want you to die!"

"Brother Ye Chen, why don't you continue the auction?" Ye Ling was a little puzzled, didn't he just say that the auction is inevitable?
Hearing this, before Ye Chen could open his mouth, Murong Xiaoqing who was on the side said, "Although the spirit fruit is precious today, the millions of spirit stones already exceed its own value. If you continue to increase the price to buy it, you will only lose more money." .”

After the words fell, Ye Chen looked at Murong Xiaoqing in surprise. He didn't expect Murong Xiaoqing to calculate the loss so clearly. He thought that this world was a group of reckless men who only knew how to use force.

"Why are you looking at me like that? The spirit stones of my Murong family were not blown by strong winds. The value of the spirit fruit itself is only 80 today. Now there are more than 100 million spirit stones, and only fools will auction them off."

While speaking, Murong Xiaoqing cast a glance at VIP Room No. [-], the meaning in it was self-evident.

Hearing this, Ye Chen chuckled and didn't say much.

As time slowly passed, items were being auctioned off one after another.

However, the enthusiasm of the crowd did not dissipate, but became even more enthusiastic.

And Ye Chen also bought a lot of things at this auction, although they all used Murong Xiaoqing's spirit stones.

"The next temporary auction is an item, which is the relic of a mighty treasure."

At this moment, Liu Qingyi spoke.

After the words fell, everyone's eyes were startled for a moment, and then there was endless desire.

Powerful Treasure!

If it can be obtained, the strength will definitely increase several times.

Most of the noble sons of sects who came to the auction this time came for the spiritual liquid, but they were overjoyed that there would be such an unexpected item in the auction.

Even Cang Fusheng put his anger behind him at this moment, his eyes fell on the stone plate, and his eyes were full of greedy desire.

He must get this secret key!

During this period of time, he can already feel that his luck has gradually weakened. If he can get this powerful treasure, maybe his luck will return!

At this time, Liu Qingyi's voice sounded appropriately: "It is rumored that in ancient times, the great power opened up mountains and opened up land, and picked stars with his hands. If you can't desire, if you can get the key to the secret realm, everyone's cultivation base and luck will definitely increase several times. more than."

"The master of this powerful secret realm is Tianzun Wanjian, whose sword is like a song!"

"This person, since his debut, has never had a single defeat, and he proclaims himself the Supreme Master of Ten Thousand Swords!"

"but……"

"Even if you are gifted and powerful, in the long river of time, you are just a speck of dust in the thousands of worlds. Tens of thousands of years later, it will still turn into a piece of loess, buried in the deep soil, leaving only Go down to the Myriad Swords Secret Realm."

……

A series of voices kept ringing, and the hearts of all the monks were a little touched.

Liu Qingyi looked at the complicated eyes of everyone, and chuckled, "The auction starts now."

"The initial price is 100 million spirit stones, and each price increase must not be less than [-]!"

The voice fell, but no one started bidding at the beginning, and Liu Qingyi was not in a hurry, because she knew that everyone wanted to get such a treasure, so there was no need to worry.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and said loudly, "I'll offer 130 million!"

With the first person speaking, the originally quiet auction instantly became lively.

But after a while, the price has reached a height of 300 million.

For a while, the originally enthusiastic bidding voices also decreased a lot.

After all, 300 million is unbearable even for some families. I am afraid that only those top families and sects can afford such a price.

"340."

Murong Xiaoqing spoke slowly at this time, and with the sound of the voice falling, the underground auction booth stopped talking, and immediately added 40, and many people could only hold back.

"400 million!"

As soon as Murong Xiaoqing opened his mouth, Cang Fusheng raised the price directly. With provocative eyes, he looked at Murong Xiaoqing's VIP room and said, "I'm afraid you can't afford the 400 million. I'd like to persuade Miss Murong to pay more." Don't ask for prices, or you will be ashamed if you find out that you don't have so much money after a while."