Villain: The hostess collapsed after killing the woman to preach

As soon as this remark came out, the auctioneer's hammer stopped in the air, and the audience was silent.

who is it?

The sound seemed to come from the Tianzihao room!

Everyone followed the prestige and saw Ning Jie with a smile on his face.

Lin Bei didn't expect that someone would bid at this critical moment, and it was clear that he wanted to compete with him for this treasure!

Not reconciled, he continued to grit his teeth and increase the price: "Seven thousand middle-grade spirit stones!"

Ning Jie crossed Erlang's legs and said with a faint smile, "Seven thousand and one middle-grade spirit stones!"

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar!

"Who is this young man? Why is he so arrogant, daring to go against the son of the great general? It's too embarrassing!"

"It's actually in the Tianzihao room. If it's not a wealthy businessman, he's a young genius of the hidden sect. I don't think he will be afraid of Lin Bei's identity!"

"It's a good show to watch now. Lin Bei should have encountered a hard problem in the duel between the two teenagers!"

Lin Bei was not stupid. Hearing that the guy from the Tianzihao room actually offered one more spirit stone than him, he naturally understood that he was clearly going against Lin Bei!

But he looked at the boy who was not much different from his age.

I really can't think of where I offended him, maybe I haven't seen him before!

Damn!

Lin Bei had already greeted the eighteen generations of Ning Jie's ancestors over and over in his heart.

"Fairy Yaoguang, what should I do in this situation?"

Lin Bei hesitated, so he asked the meaning of Yaoguang Saintess.

The Wannian Xuantie Jing was given to him by the Yaoguang Saintess. Although he was born in a family and had a lot of money, this is seven thousand middle-grade spirit stones after all, and it is not a small amount!

The Yaoguang Saintess was silent for a while, and said to him: "The ten thousand-year black iron spirit is hard to come by!"

Hearing this, Lin Bei also understood what this mighty man meant.

He jumped up suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Eight thousand middle-grade spirit stones!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ning Jie, gritted his teeth, and suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a calm tone:

"This fellow daoist, I am Lin Bei, the son of the general of the Great Xia Dynasty. I am here for the first time and want to make friends with fellow daoist. I wonder if you can save face?"

Anyone with a discerning eye can hear these words, this is to win people's hearts!

It's just that Ning Jie didn't like this, he glanced at Lin Bei lightly, and said with disdain:

"What kind of stinky fish and rotten shrimp are you, and you want to make friends with me! Don't even take pictures of yourself!"

"I offer eight thousand and one middle-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like pressing Lin Bei's face to the ground and stepping on it!

Sure enough, the expression on Lin Bei's face changed instantly, cold and angry.

This is the first time since he rose to prominence, he took the initiative to lick his face and make friends with someone.

but!

I didn't expect this kid to be so ignorant of flattery, it's just shameless!

But now he has no better way, and he didn't bring many spirit stones with him this time. If he continues to fight with Ning Jie, it will definitely be worth the candle!

So no matter how much unwillingness he has in his heart, he can only give up!

In the end, the hammer of the auctioneer fell, and Ning Jie bought the ten thousand-year black iron essence at a price of [-] spirit stones.

At this moment, the sound of the system sounded.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully cutting off the chance of the son of luck, and indirectly suppressing the son of luck!"

"Reward: Villain Value +20, Disposable Talent Points +2

Supernatural power: Innate Taiyi God Thunder Jue! (Note: Every attack of the host will trigger the innate god mine, causing oppressive damage to the enemy!)”

"The current Luck of the Son of Luck: Gold (Note: the Luck of the Son of Luck is divided into seven grades: gold, purple, red, yellow, white, gray, and black. When the Luck of the Son of Luck is black, the damage received Heaven’s backlash is the smallest!)”

This is the first time Ning Jie has heard of the level of luck, and this is also the first time the system has explained it comprehensively.

In fact, Ning Jie also had a premonition, he knew that killing the son of luck would not be a simple matter!

After all, he is the caretaker of heaven in this world!

Resurrecting against death, almost impossible to kill.

Now it seems that if you want to kill the son of luck without harming yourself, then the only way to continue to plunder his opportunities and suppress his luck level is the most correct way.

It is a bit time-consuming to say this, but the most important thing Ning Jie needs is time!

Wannian Xuantie Jing was sent up respectfully by the auctioneers, and Ning Jie played with it carefully in his hands, looking down from top to bottom at Lin Bei who was gnashing his teeth.

I feel very comfortable in my heart. Is this the feeling of turning over serfs singing?

Just don't be too cool!

Seeing Ning Jie's extremely arrogant look, Lin Bei couldn't help clenching the teacup in his hand.

"Snapped!"

Under his powerful force, the poor teacup was directly crushed into powder.

Enough to see the anger in his heart!

With a gloomy face, he secretly said:

"Hedong for 30 years, Hexi for 30 years, don't bully young people to be poor! All right! This son remembers you, just wait for me!"

Ning Jie can guess it with his feet. Presumably this guy Lin Bei must be talking about something like "30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi".

After all, although the prototype of the protagonist was not created by him, he still understands it anyway.

Aren't the protagonists in this kind of fantasy cultivating immortals all templates like this, arrogant, conceited, selfish, unable to bear blows... they are simply carved out of the same mold.

Following the voice of the auctioneer, the subsequent auction items were displayed and auctioned one by one, but none of them were very precious, so Ning Jie was naturally not interested.

It wasn't until the tenth auction item was brought out that Ning Jie put down his teacup and looked over.

This auction item is silkworm ice silk, the color is mainly black and white, and the luster is delicate.

According to the auctioneer, this silkworm ice silk is the silk of the ice silkworm. It can be used to make defensive soft armor and the like. It is not very rare, but the output is not much, so it is also very precious. After all, things are rare. Why expensive!

The starting price was one thousand low-grade spirit stones, but there were very few voices about raising the price.

In the end, Ning Jie bought all these silkworm ice silks at the price of five thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Due to his previous experience as a female worker, Ning Jie had a bold idea when he saw these silkworm ice silk!

At this moment, Ning Jie couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of light!

Soon, the auction came to an end.

There were thirty items in total, but Lin Bei, the Son of Destiny, didn't even get a single one.

It's not because he has no money, but because whatever he wants, as long as he bids for it, the damned Ning Jie will compete with him for the auction.

Helpless, he can only give up!

For him, this auction was a failure!

At the end of the auction, Ning Jie knew that Lin Bei would eventually go to Miaoyinzong, so he ignored him. When he went to Miaoyinzong, he would have a chance to deal with him!

But the moment he walked out of the gate, Lin Bei's voice came from behind him.

"Do you really think you've won?"