Chapter 452
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Jimoya put her hand under her nose. The evil taste made her smell, and she didn't respond.
She used to yearn for his blood, but now she is indifferent, and her olfactory function has been lost.
Jimoya deliberately shook twice under her nose, looked at the lifeless little thing with shining eyes, and said jokingly, "well, I don't have to worry about sleeping in the future. Someone around me wants to steal your blood."
Then he smiled alone.
The smile froze on his face and sighed again, "Xiao Yan, do you think you are? I just let you free for a few days, and you became so weak. When you get better, you must first improve your cultivation level."
……
Ink four is driving over the car, and make complaints about it. After walking all the way, you talked to yourself all the way. Sad little Lord, do you really want to take the road of spoiled wife and crazy devil to the dark?
Your childe style! Immortal style!
Mo Si is highly vigilant. He feels it is very necessary to stand a good post for the little Lord. This kind of embarrassment can only be known by his own people. Don't be seen by others, so as not to affect the wise and powerful image of the little Lord in Lingbao mainland!
In the tangle of Mo Si, Mo Wu came back and took back several senior passes of Dujing City auction house.
This is what Mo Wu took from Mo Qi. In order to avoid revealing his identity, Mo Qi didn't come to meet him in person.
Finally, the little master was rescued from the state of talking to himself.
"Little Lord, we have the pass. We can go in."
In the carriage, Jimo Ya's lazy voice, "then come in."
***
As soon as he entered the field, a heat wave came to his face.
There were so many people that the temperature inside was several degrees higher than outside.
The auction hasn't started yet. The whole hall is noisy.
But jimoya booked a luxury private room. After entering, I felt much better.
This kind of private room is relatively closed and equipped with array. Looking at it, the whole hall is a huge semicircle, with seats around the circle, next to each other in turn, stacked layer by layer.
In the middle is the auction desk.
Not long ago, a beautiful woman dressed boldly twisted the snake step and stepped on the stage.
"Dear guests, welcome to dujingcheng auction house!"
The voice was round and waxy, almost sweet to people's heart. The whole auction house was quiet, and all the people's eyes were on the beautiful women beside the auction platform.
"Young lady qingjiao, it's a great honor to serve you. This time, we have carefully prepared many auction items, including spiritual dishes, spiritual plants, magic tools, and even some special items. I'm sure we won't disappoint you!"
Some subtle comments sounded, such a beautiful woman, such a voice, this ticket is not wronged!
Jimoya is indifferent. He has seen much of this professional tone, and nothing can attract him.
"Well, you come here and want to see the things on the auction table, not the little woman's posture of Pu Liu, hee hee. Now, the auction officially begins!"
These words are naturally self ridicule and coax the atmosphere. After listening to the old people, some young people screamed, and the atmosphere became more and more warm.
After qingjiao's words, the broad auction table and the beautiful qingjiao rotated for half a circle, revealing a large hole in place. Then two people slowly rose from the hole, carrying a cage in their hands.
This way is a little novel, that is, Moya is a little interested.
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Jimoya put her hand under her nose. The evil taste made her smell, and she didn't respond.
She used to yearn for his blood, but now she is indifferent, and her olfactory function has been lost.
Jimoya deliberately shook twice under her nose, looked at the lifeless little thing with shining eyes, and said jokingly, "well, I don't have to worry about sleeping in the future. Someone around me wants to steal your blood."
Then he smiled alone.
The smile froze on his face and sighed again, "Xiao Yan, do you think you are? I just let you free for a few days, and you became so weak. When you get better, you must first improve your cultivation level."
……
Ink four is driving over the car, and make complaints about it. After walking all the way, you talked to yourself all the way. Sad little Lord, do you really want to take the road of spoiled wife and crazy devil to the dark?
Your childe style! Immortal style!
Mo Si is highly vigilant. He feels it is very necessary to stand a good post for the little Lord. This kind of embarrassment can only be known by his own people. Don't be seen by others, so as not to affect the wise and powerful image of the little Lord in Lingbao mainland!
In the tangle of Mo Si, Mo Wu came back and took back several senior passes of Dujing City auction house.
This is what Mo Wu took from Mo Qi. In order to avoid revealing his identity, Mo Qi didn't come to meet him in person.
Finally, the little master was rescued from the state of talking to himself.
"Little Lord, we have the pass. We can go in."
In the carriage, Jimo Ya's lazy voice, "then come in."
***
As soon as he entered the field, a heat wave came to his face.
There were so many people that the temperature inside was several degrees higher than outside.
The auction hasn't started yet. The whole hall is noisy.
But jimoya booked a luxury private room. After entering, I felt much better.
This kind of private room is relatively closed and equipped with array. Looking at it, the whole hall is a huge semicircle, with seats around the circle, next to each other in turn, stacked layer by layer.
In the middle is the auction desk.
Not long ago, a beautiful woman dressed boldly twisted the snake step and stepped on the stage.
"Dear guests, welcome to dujingcheng auction house!"
The voice was round and waxy, almost sweet to people's heart. The whole auction house was quiet, and all the people's eyes were on the beautiful women beside the auction platform.
"Young lady qingjiao, it's a great honor to serve you. This time, we have carefully prepared many auction items, including spiritual dishes, spiritual plants, magic tools, and even some special items. I'm sure we won't disappoint you!"
Some subtle comments sounded, such a beautiful woman, such a voice, this ticket is not wronged!
Jimoya is indifferent. He has seen much of this professional tone, and nothing can attract him.
"Well, you come here and want to see the things on the auction table, not the little woman's posture of Pu Liu, hee hee. Now, the auction officially begins!"
These words are naturally self ridicule and coax the atmosphere. After listening to the old people, some young people screamed, and the atmosphere became more and more warm.
After qingjiao's words, the broad auction table and the beautiful qingjiao rotated for half a circle, revealing a large hole in place. Then two people slowly rose from the hole, carrying a cage in their hands.
This way is a little novel, that is, Moya is a little interested.
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
Jimoya put her hand under her nose. The evil taste made her smell, and she didn't respond.She used to yearn for his blood, but now she is indifferent, and her olfactory function has been lost.Jimoya deliberately shook twice under her nose, looked at the lifeless little thing with shining eyes, and said jokingly, "well, I don't have to worry about sleeping in the future. Someone around me wants to steal your blood."Then he smiled alone.The smile froze on his face and sighed again, "Xiao Yan, do you think you are? I just let you free for a few days, and you became so weak. When you get better, you must first improve your cultivation level."Ink four is driving over the car, and make complaints about it. After walking all the way, you talked to yourself all the way. Sad little Lord, do you really want to take the road of spoiled wife and crazy devil to the dark?Your childe style! Immortal style!Mo Si is highly vigilant. He feels it is very necessary to stand a good post for the little Lord. This kind of embarrassment can only be known by his own people. Don't be seen by others, so as not to affect the wise and powerful image of the little Lord in Lingbao mainland!In the tangle of Mo Si, Mo Wu came back and took back several senior passes of Dujing City auction house.This is what Mo Wu took from Mo Qi. In order to avoid revealing his identity, Mo Qi didn't come to meet him in person.Finally, the little master was rescued from the state of talking to himself."Little Lord, we have the pass. We can go in."In the carriage, Jimo Ya's lazy voice, "then come in."***As soon as he entered the field, a heat wave came to his face.There were so many people that the temperature inside was several degrees higher than outside.The auction hasn't started yet. The whole hall is noisy.But jimoya booked a luxury private room. After entering, I felt much better.This kind of private room is relatively closed and equipped with array. Looking at it, the whole hall is a huge semicircle, with seats around the circle, next to each other in turn, stacked layer by layer.In the middle is the auction desk.Not long ago, a beautiful woman dressed boldly twisted the snake step and stepped on the stage."Dear guests, welcome to dujingcheng auction house!"The voice was round and waxy, almost sweet to people's heart. The whole auction house was quiet, and all the people's eyes were on the beautiful women beside the auction platform."Young lady qingjiao, it's a great honor to serve you. This time, we have carefully prepared many auction items, including spiritual dishes, spiritual plants, magic tools, and even some special items. I'm sure we won't disappoint you!"Some subtle comments sounded, such a beautiful woman, such a voice, this ticket is not wronged!Jimoya is indifferent. He has seen much of this professional tone, and nothing can attract him."Well, you come here and want to see the things on the auction table, not the little woman's posture of Pu Liu, hee hee. Now, the auction officially begins!"These words are naturally self ridicule and coax the atmosphere. After listening to the old people, some young people screamed, and the atmosphere became more and more warm.After qingjiao's words, the broad auction table and the beautiful qingjiao rotated for half a circle, revealing a large hole in place. Then two people slowly rose from the hole, carrying a cage in their hands.This way is a little novel, that is, Moya is a little interested.This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
