Fantasy: Ten thousand times stronger, I have countless fetishes

[Song Lan: Favorability -70 (extremely disgusting)]

[Favourability over 70, subdued successfully. 】

Lu Li smiled knowingly, the Song family is really his lucky star.

In Song Lan's eyes, this smile was really terrifying.

[Ding: Song Lan's friendship degree -5. 】

"Fuck!"

……

The cold field did not last long.

A black-robed man in the corner was the first to call out the price:

"Twenty-five thousand!"

Chapter 18

"Twenty-five thousand!"

"Twenty-six thousand!"

Many people present.

If the auction ahead is silent, it will cost a lot of money.

Obviously got the message.

They are all aimed at the eighth-rank puppets.

In the venue, there were scattered voices of bidding.

Raise the auction price.

Soon, someone called out the high price of "[-]".

In the VIP seat, Wu Mingyue's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she gently parted her red lips: "Fifty thousand."

Complete the price.

She folded her arms across her chest, her slender jade fingers beating rhythmically.

Seems like waiting to see a good show.

Sure enough, the price of "[-]" came out.

The atmosphere of the auction was tense.

Dude, they're all eleven thousand plus.

You are good, just add [-] to the top!

Suddenly, many people died down.

It seems that this eighth-rank puppet, Miss Wu family is bound to win.

Instead of offending the bidding, it is better to stop here, and perhaps gain some goodwill.

Just when Wu Mingyue was complacent, a discordant voice sounded.

"Seventy thousand!"

The smile on Wu Mingyue's face disappeared little by little, and gradually turned livid.

It was the voice of that bitch Song Lan!

How dare she bid with herself?

Where did she get the capital from?

Open your mouth is [-]...

Could it be given by the Holy Maiden Ling Qingxue?

But with her current strength, what's the use of having this puppet?

Wu Mingyue couldn't think of it at all.

At this moment, the culprit of everything is sitting in the box eating grapes.

The white-haired old woman pondered for a moment, then said: "Miss, how about..."

"I have my measure!"

Wu Mingyue interrupted the old woman, then gritted her teeth and shouted: "Seventy-five thousand!"

Originally, in her expectation, even if there was a premium for the eighth-rank puppet, the price of about [-] to [-] yuan for the top-ranked spirit stone could completely pocket it.

But now, with Song Lan disrupting the situation, everything has gone into the unknown.

"Eighty thousand!"

Everyone else in the room dropped their bids.

The price is really outrageous.

At this moment, all they can do is to quietly watch the wonderful duel between the two proud girls of heaven.

He even thought of the backers behind them.

One, the youngest Supreme Elder standing in the Holy Land.

One, the most amazing and beautiful saint standing in the Holy Land.

Their expressions gradually became excited, looking forward to their quick action.

Of course, real swords and guns are the best!

Fights between Holy Land forces are quite rare in the open!

Wu Mingyue's pretty face was covered with frost, "Eighty-five thousand!"

This eighth-rank puppet is an extremely powerful help when exploring the secret realm.

Even if it exceeds her budget, she is willing to photograph it.

Silence, still silence.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Even Wu Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and then felt the pain of breathing.

Did that bitch Song Lan finally give up?

She will definitely avenge the auction for raising the price!

Just when everyone thought Song Lan had given up, a hoarse voice full of feminine charm came.

"One hundred thousand!"

Hearing the price quoted by Song Lan, the venue was immediately erupted with exclamations.

One hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones to buy a puppet at the ninth level of the spirit sea realm, it is definitely a loss to grandma's family!

Unless there is a conspiracy!

The oppressive atmosphere finally exploded, Wu Mingyue stepped out of the box, her face was livid with anger:

"Good good..."

"Song Lan, you won!"

"I want to see, do you have so many spirit stones?!"

Her words resonated with most of the audience.

This is one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones!

Converted into low-grade spirit stones.

That's one billion!

Outer disciples only receive 5 coins a month.

It will take tens of millions of years!

And even if the net worth of a true disciple is rich, it is only nearly ten thousand high-grade spirit stones.

For an ancient war sect puppet.

Shout out a sky-high price of one hundred thousand.

One can imagine how crazy it is!

The rich man who presided over the auction was very happy.

The palm trembled slightly, and the auction hammer was impatiently ready to fall.

Whether there are spirit stones is another matter.

Since the price is called out, you have to be responsible.

Baibaolou is the property of Taixuan Holy Land, so she is not afraid of Song Lan's repudiation.

Presumably, the saint will not sit idly by.

"Are you trying to get rid of me?"

In the box, Lu Li looked at Song Lan with a smile.

"What? Didn't you say you can just take a picture?"

"You care about my bid?"

Take advance as retreat!

This is how Song Lan escaped.

Disturbing the auction, the Holy Land condemned.

Send yourself out, and you can get rid of this demon.

The last few days.