The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

"I think so, but I didn't expect to see the Millennium Black Iron Soul here, and it was mistakenly thought to have impurities."

Xian Hua looked at the things on the stage and said with some humor, the value of these two things is very different.

"You must take a picture of it. This is the main material for refining high-level teleportation arrays. It is too difficult to find."

With Yu Wushuang's calm temperament, he was excited at this moment. This thing only needs to be added a little bit to refine the teleportation array. It is such a big piece here, and he is excited just thinking about it.

The bidding below has begun, and the price has been rising in waves, and soon it has reached 3,000 low-grade spiritual stones. At this time, no one is participating in the bidding. If this piece of thousand-year-old black iron soul has no impurities, the price can still increase by two. Yes, but now that there are impurities, it greatly affects its use. The price is too expensive and it’s not worth it.

Just when Yu Mei was about to make the final decision, Xian Hua spoke.

"Three thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

The person who offered 3,000 yuan was silent for a while and did not raise the price again. Finally, the ore fell into Xian Hua's hands.

"If those big guys knew that such a large piece of spatial black iron could produce so many spiritual stones, they would probably vomit blood."

At this time, Yu Wushuang looked at the space Xuan Tie on the table and how he liked it, and smiled very happily.

What Xian Hua wanted most was a weapon, but when he looked at the auction brochure, he found that he was not very satisfied. In the end, he spent 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones to buy a set of yellow-grade low-grade ice needles made of thousand-year-old mysterious crystals. , a total of 108 needle-shaped magic weapons made of ice. Each needle is crystal clear and has a chilly air. It is most suitable for sneak attacks. (The grades of spiritual weapons from high to low are Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang, Ling and Mortal)

Finally it’s the turn of the finale. The first is the beauty with a charming vagina. The beauty is wearing a pink gauze skirt. Her exquisite figure is looming under the skirt. Her skin can be broken by blows, and her facial features are exquisite, especially The pair of slightly upward watery eyes are even more captivating. The woman is not old, she looks like fourteen or fifteen years old, but she is beginning to show her grace. At this time, the woman is weak and limp on the soft bed and is lifted up, looking very pitiful. The look is even more endearing.

"Everyone sitting here has already seen it, and I don't need to say more. Although this beauty is not yet high in cultivation, she is a natural beauty. I don't think she will let you down. The starting price is 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and each price is 10,000. The price increase shall not be less than one thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

As soon as Yumei's voice fell, there was a series of bids from the audience. Soon the price climbed to 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones. At this time, most of the bidders were people in the second and third floor boxes. However, when the price While he was still climbing up, a burst of exclamations suddenly came from the venue. Xian Hua looked up and saw the beauty who was lying on the couch unable to find the strength to pull out the hairpin from her head. He made two severe cuts on his flower-like face. The wounds were so deep that the bones were visible. At this time, the whole face was dripping with blood. When paired with the woman's crazy laughter, it looked very scary.

This sudden change caused the bidding in the field to come to an abrupt halt, and the whole place was silent. Apart from the woman's low laughter, the people in the black market were furious when they saw this. The person who carried her up slapped the woman who was more injured with a backhand. With a light face, the woman rolled to the ground and vomited out a mouthful of blood. Her whole face looked more ferocious and terrifying, but the woman seemed to be satisfied with her current appearance, and she smiled even more wantonly and crazily.

"This girl's appearance is now ruined. Although she has such a good physique, her meager cultivation is of little use. The price I just offered is the worst."

The person in the private room on the second floor who had just shouted the price to 40,000 low-grade spiritual stones spoke up.

Even Yumei, who had seen such a big scene, was stunned for a while. This woman was fed Forbidden Spirit Pill and Ruanjin San. Where did she get the strength to ruin her appearance? This is the first time such a thing has happened in the black market.

"This is natural. The way she looks now, she is naturally not blessed to serve a noble person."

Yumei replied politely, and at the same time looked sympathetically at the woman with blood on her face. Does this woman know what is waiting for her if she dares to slap the black market in the face like this? It was a luxury to hope that he could die happily. He waved his hand and asked someone to take the woman away.

"Wait!"

A hoarse voice sounded just as the woman was about to be dragged away. Yumei looked at a private room on the third floor in confusion upon hearing the sound.

"I want this woman at the price just now."

Xian Hua said in a hoarse voice.

"But... the wound on the woman's face is so deep, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover, and this temperament is really difficult to train."

Seeing that he was a guest in Box No. 9, Yumei tried to persuade him truthfully, but thinking of the important person that person might know, she also thought that maybe he could do something about it?

"It doesn't matter, I just like this kind of fierce woman." Xianhua continued.

Everyone present suddenly realized that the man upstairs was a master with special hobbies.

Yu Mei blinked when she heard this. Is it true that facing such a face, you are not afraid of nightmares? But no matter what, this person was photographed, and Yumei quickly collected her emotions.

"Forty thousand low-grade spiritual stones, this person belongs to the Young Master."

A hammer!

The woman on the stage stopped laughing at this time, her eyes were filled with resentment and despair, and she stared at the box on the third floor fiercely. Even though she was like this, she still couldn't keep her innocence!

"Hurry up and send someone to the guests on the third floor! If anything goes wrong, you are the only one to ask!" Yu Mei hurriedly ordered, fearing that this crazy woman would do something.

He was soon carried to the private room on the third floor. Looking at the woman in front of him who was glaring at him fiercely, Xian Hua played with the antidote sent by the black market, and his whole person looked a bit playful and lazy.