It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

As she spoke, something covered with a red cloth slowly rose up and appeared before everyone.

"Its entire body is snow-white, with horns on its head. It can speak, ride the wind, and raise its luck. It understands the feelings of all things and knows the affairs of ghosts and gods. It is a truly auspicious beast, the undisputed embodiment of holiness, and the only one found in our demon world so far - the divine beast Bai Ze!"

As she spoke, she removed the red cloth covering the cage, revealing a palm-sized adorable beast inside.

Lan Qingya leaned forward, her eyes fixed on the little animal in the cage.

It was indeed the divine beast Bai Ze, who had met her once but saved each other's lives.

How did it get to this point?

Sold by its owner?

Keeping this auspicious beast by your side can also change your fortune. What does its owner think?

Lan Qingya looked at the cute little animal and saw that its fur was clean and white. She thought it must have been specially cleaned, and it was obvious that they wanted to sell it for a good price.

But its belly has an imperceptible hint of light red.

It has suffered.

I don’t know what happened to it after leaving Piaomiao Sect.

She looked at the little guy curled up in the cage and pursed her lips gently.

Since its owner treats it badly, and the two have some past relationship...

She decided to photograph it.

At this moment, Bai Ze, who was lying on the ground listlessly, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the private room where Lan Qingya was, as if he had sensed something, and happened to meet her eyes.

The little guy stared at Lan Qingya for a long time, finally looked away, closed his eyes and lay down again.

Lan Qingya's heart moved.

It recognized her.

But it was like an old man who was about to die, and it showed no emotion even when it saw her.

Ying Zhao pulled her sleeve and Fu Feng also looked over.

Lan Qingya smiled and shook her head: "Don't worry, take a look first."

Tu Shanwei didn't understand what was going on, so he could only pull Fu Feng aside to ask, from whom he learned the outline of the matter.

He put it simply, summarizing the process of his acquaintance with Bai Ze in just a few words, but Tu Shanwei could fill in the blanks in his imagination.

He looked at Lan Qingya with pity in his eyes. How much did she suffer during the days when he was away?

Originally, he didn't have any special feelings about improving his strength, but now, he suddenly had motivation.

Becoming strong is not for others, but to protect the people you want to protect.

"Bai Ze, the lucky beast, brings you everlasting fortune. The starting price is five hundred thousand high-quality spirit stones. Each bid increase must not be less than one hundred thousand high-quality spirit stones." The woman on the stage spoke sweetly.

"Six hundred thousand."

"Seven hundred thousand."

"One million." The person who suddenly added 300,000 attracted everyone's attention.

Lan Qingya looked over and saw the person who had made the bid was opposite them.

The sound came from another private room on the second floor.

It's him.

Although he was wearing a mask, he had not yet changed out of his purple brocade robe, and the curly hair behind his head brought out his charm hidden beneath the mask.

How could Lan Qingya not know who he was.

Once or twice is a coincidence, but if it happens too many times, it will inevitably make people feel that it is deliberate.

She made no bid.

"1.2 million."

"One million and three hundred thousand."

"One million and four hundred thousand."

The man's voice sounded again: "One million and eight hundred thousand."

There was silence for a moment.

The hostess spoke up at this time: "The guest from Junlin Mountain on the second floor offered 1.8 million. Is there anyone who wants to raise the price?"

"Two million!"

A calm female voice with a hint of arrogance sounded.

Lan Qingya turned her head again. The woman was next to them and she could not be seen.

Two million high-quality spirit stones was already a sky-high price.

Now the only ones still bidding were the woman and the curly-haired man.

"Two million and two hundred thousand." The curly-haired man said calmly.

"Two and a half million!" the woman gritted her teeth and asked the price.

"Two million six hundred thousand."

The woman took a deep breath: "Two million, seven hundred thousand!"

The curly-haired man was silent.

The woman on the stage immediately made an offer: "The distinguished guest from Kongshanju on the third floor offers 2.7 million high-quality spirit stones. Is there anyone who would like to raise the price?"

She paused for three breaths and said, "Then, two million, seven hundred thousand each time."

Opposite the second floor, the curly-haired man cast his gaze on Lan Qingya, who stood still as a mountain.

The woman on the stage paused for another three breaths: "Two million, seven hundred thousand twice."

This time, Bai Ze in the cage raised his head again and looked at Lan Qingya.

There was a hint of sadness and hurt in its eyes. Its eyes, which were originally full of vitality, were now like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.

It was as if looking at Lan Qingya was also something without any emotional expectation.

The woman on the stage had already raised the small wooden hammer, and Lan Qingya only then slowly opened her mouth: "Three million."

She could hear the woman next door's rapid heartbeat miss a beat. Could she be angry?

Three million is one-third of the annual income even for the wealthy Tushan family.

Not everyone can take it out easily.

Once a single payment exceeds three million, even Tu Shanwei has to think about how to reimburse his family after paying such a huge sum of money.

In the demon world, there is only one Tushan family.

The woman next door must have been under tremendous pressure to bid; she must have wanted it very much.

Lan Qingya shook her finger at Tu Shanwei: "I'll pay for it. I want it."

When she said this, Bai Ze's ears moved and his eyes became bright and lively in an instant.

"The distinguished guest from Hongya Mountain on the third floor offered three million high-quality spirit stones! Is there anyone who wants to raise the price?"

The woman next door wanted to shout again, but was stopped by someone, who said in a very low voice: "Miss, don't. You have no chance to meet this divine beast today, so forget it."

"Get lost!" the woman growled angrily, then shouted, "Three million, three hundred thousand!"

"Three million four hundred thousand."

"Three and a half million!"

"Three million, six hundred thousand." Lan Qingya remained calm and composed. No matter how much price she raised, she would only add one hundred thousand to put her price down.

"Three million and nine hundred thousand!" The woman had lost her mind.

Lan Qingya was silent.

She is not short of money, but she is not a sucker either.

The woman next door was obviously drunk, and she couldn't continue following him like this.

The maidservant of the woman started crying: "Miss, this money is used to rebuild the Ten Thousand Demons Banner. How are you going to explain to the head of the family if you spend it like this?"

The woman's breathing hitched.

Lan Qingya curled the corners of her lips, she regretted it.

The woman in the audience continued to bid: "Three million, nine hundred thousand per time."

Lan Qingya didn't say anything else. She just wanted to scare the woman next door so that she would have a chance of winning her over.

If the bidding continues like this, neither side will benefit.

Obviously, if the woman insisted on having her own way, she would face more serious consequences.

As long as she could regain some of her rationality, Lan Qingya was still confident of winning.

"Three million, nine hundred thousand twice."

Thus, the silent Lan Qingya heard the nervous breathing from next door as she wished.

"Three million and nine hundred thousand three times..."

"Four million." Lan Qingya said the final number as she wished.

As expected, the woman next door did not bid again.