The prodigal daily life of the second generation of immortals

All kinds of beauties appeared in front of her eyes, even Duan Xuan couldn't help but be amazed, either naive, lively, or enchanting, there was nothing beyond her imagination.

He turned the screen in his hand to the field, and the comments immediately erupted like a mountain spring, dizzying. Obviously, the audience's love for beauties is the same.

When Duan Xuan turned his head and was about to speak to Wu Lv, he found that the handsome monk was very silent, looking at a corner not far away with a flat face, he followed the latter's gaze, and found that Kun Li was looking at him. Looking longingly at the enchanting beauty in the center.

The beauty who was as beautiful as a goblin felt Kun's gaze, turned her head, and winked at Kun's alluringly.

In the next second, the surrounding atmosphere sank, and it was all from the person next to him.

Duan Xuan: "..."

Duan Xuan: "Don't look, my side has a sour smell."

If he still doesn't understand at this point, he is really stupid.

The cold voice successfully awakened Wulu from the gaze, he raised his eyelids, his eyes met Duan Xuan's, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, then he turned his head and continued to look towards the direction of the stage.

Wulu said in a low voice: "It's nothing." His expression was very flat.

Duan Xuan sneered, raised his eyelids meanly, and was about to say something when the communicator in his hand rang.

He glanced at it, and the person who sent the message was Wudi.

In the past few days, the relationship between him and Wudi has also improved by leaps and bounds. After so many chats, they have gotten to know each other very deeply, and unexpectedly found that they get along very well.

For example, I generally maintain an appreciative attitude towards beauties, and will not go any further. Once I go further, I will be very picky.

For example, they all have a strong interest in collecting.

Another example is that money is not very important.

Duan Xuan also understood from the chat what kind of person Wu Di is. The good one is elegant, noble, orderly and slow in doing things, and the bad one is slow.

Often when he talked about something, Wu Di would take a half a beat before he answered it. At first he thought it was a problem of inexperience, but after waiting for a long time, he realized that it was this person's problem.

No matter what he does, he is used to taking his time slowly, and his way of speaking and habits are like a big warm bear.

The goodwill in Duan Xuan's heart was soaring, and he wished he could ask him out immediately, and kowtowed and worshiped him as a brother, but it was a pity that the other party refused because of something.

It is a rare opportunity to chat, and Duan Xuan is not going to broadcast live.

"My lord has already downloaded it beforehand. How about I tell you about the final gift later?" Duan Xuan stretched out his hand and turned the screen to himself, his noble face reflected on the screen, and said amidst the cheers of the audience.

The audience who were directly blown out were stunned.

what?

What about seeing beauties together?

Duan Xuan didn't give them time to think, and with a swipe of his hand, the live broadcast room was closed, and a group of viewers were directly kicked out of the live broadcast room.

The audience hadn't realized that they were already in the Nine Heavens Xuanhuang's space. Many people wanted to enter again, but found that the live broadcast room had gone.

Duan Xuan turned off the live broadcast, and clicked on the message sent by Wudi.

— Do you like presents?

What do you mean?

Duan Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and knocked on the back of the chair casually, not understanding why Wudi Haoduanduan asked this question, so he casually typed a sentence:

- Are you going to send me off?

-you will like it.

-what gift?

—In front of the gate of Yuhuafu, someone will give it to you after the beauty pageant.

The mysterious appearance successfully aroused Duan Xuan's interest. His attention has been completely attracted by Wudi in the communicator, and he is seriously thinking about what the gift is in the other party's words. After thinking about it, he can't always think of it. I also feel a little upset.

The surrounding temperature is much lower.

Time passed quickly.

The beauties on the field changed again and again, but Duan Xuan sat at the top but didn't even leave them a corner of the eye, concentrating on chatting with Wudi, trying to get the other party to reveal some clues.

The man gracefully picked up the communicator, typed a few words casually, clicked, and after sending, a trace of depression flashed in his eyes. This Wudi was like an old fritter. .

What is not available is always the best.

No, Duan Xuan is still thinking about it.

—It’s so mysterious, do you want to reveal it first?

—If it were revealed, you wouldn't like it.

Seeing this sentence, Duan Xuan narrowed his eyes, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

The beauties in the audience have long noticed the very eye-catching man in the crowd. His features are dignified, his temperament is extraordinary, and his gestures are full of elegance and nobility. Just sitting there casually compares to the people around him. He picked up a cup of tea with his fingers, and the rings on his knuckles were exposed to everyone.

Many people who know the goods have already recognized that the ring was produced by a famous craftsman in the fairy world. There will only be two in a hundred years. This ring alone is enough to prove his worth.

For a while, the beauties made eye contact, they were very interested in the man who didn't even look at them.

"Who is he?" the enchanting beauty in red asked in a low voice to Yue Nu next to her, and his eyes couldn't help looking at Duan Xuan, who was condescendingly facing them on Gaotai.

Yue Nu followed his gaze, saw Duan Xuan's indifferent expression, his expression froze, and his tone was light and authentic: "You should know him, and now he is a big celebrity on Jiutian Xuanhuang."

"Countless monks are pursuing his luxurious life."

The beauty in red became more and more puzzled the more he listened, he raised his head and said in a hesitant tone: "Could it be that what you said is..."

"The prince of the aquatic tribe."

Yue Nu nodded and said: "Because he is in human form this time, unlike the half-animal form used in the Huoyun Cave auction last time, so you can't see it."

The beauty in red licked her lips: "He looks really good-looking."

Yue Nu was silent.

"I like his lifestyle, too."

Yue Slave: "It is rumored that the prince of the Shui tribe doesn't like others to be too attentive."

The beauty in red said indifferently: "It's okay, men will always like beauties."

He is confident that many of the people he is already present want to be beautiful.

Moreover.

He looked eagerly at the tall and noble man, and a trace of longing flashed in his eyes. He had seen the video on Jiutianxuanhuang, and the drunken gold fan at the auction completely confused his mind, saying that he didn't want it. That was impossible, he dreamed that he could be one of them.

Now this opportunity is in front of him.

As long as the last.

Just the last gift link.

After chatting, Duan Xuan put away the communicator, he raised his head and felt a pair of hot eyes looking at him, reflexively looked in that direction, but found no one.

At this time, the beauty pageant has come to an end.

It has also officially entered the carnival time for all monks.

The beauties are slowly walking among the flowers reservedly, and the stage has been replaced by countless treasures. Every treasure is the beloved thing of the beauties, and the beauties can only feel relieved when they are photographed.

Obviously, there are many local tyrants in the cultivation world.

Duan Xuan sat on the top and looked at the monks below who were constantly offering prices with red faces. His eyes were very clear, and he was not affected by the surrounding atmosphere at all.

During the whole process, Duan Xuan was like a bystander. He had no urge to smile for the beauty and spend Lingshi. His attention was on the gift he would get next, and he touched the communicator from time to time with his hand. Naturally, he ignored the scene on stage. The beauty in red looked at him sadly.

Of course, even if he knew about it, he wouldn't care, after all, no matter what life he had been the darling of everyone, he had as many suitors as crucian carp crossing the river.

He is not even qualified for him here.

Yue Nu is the winner of the beauty pageant, so she will naturally appear as the finale.

When the moonlight lightly fell on top of her head, the hazy and beautiful white gauze gently surrounded her, a pair of clear eyes shyly and timidly looked down at Kunmao, with a bit of coquettishness .

Kunma was seen and started throwing money without saying a word, which was quite a lot of spirit stones.

Seeing that he was bound to win, Wulu frowned, and immediately followed, and each time the spirit stone was only one piece more than Kun's auction price.

Very bullying.

Kun's peach-blossom eyes also slowly narrowed due to the increase in his killing intent. He looked at this side from the side of the court and made a gesture: "What do you want to do?"

Duan Xuan saw it.

Wulu naturally saw it too.

He looked back at Kunma expressionlessly, clasped his hands together, and said: "The poor monk and the monk Moon Slave have a predestined relationship once."

Seeing this gesture, Kun Li's face was very ugly, he snorted coldly, turned his head and continued to look at Yue Nu on the stage, and the amount of spirit stones he dropped was getting bigger and bigger.

Lawless followed.

The two people did not give in to each other, the atmosphere was already on the verge of breaking out, and the people around were no longer placing bets. They all looked at the two people who kept throwing money at the table, and opened their mouths to marvel at this large sum of top-grade spirit stones.

Kunma has a lot of confidence.

There are also many spirit stones without laws.

Duan Xuan looked at it for a long time, and came to a conclusion. He secretly made a gesture in his heart. If he didn't guess wrong, the result is likely to be Wulu's victory.

After all, the rich second generation can never beat the rich generation.

Feeling that his theory was very correct, Duan Xuan was not interested in the next result. He wished he could grow wings on his body and fly back to Yuhua Mansion to see his new gift. He lazily squinted his eyes and counted the time. , he heard a footstep coming slowly towards him from the front.

The surrounding discussions stopped for an instant.

Duan Xuan opened his eyes suspiciously, and met the clear eyes of Yue Nu who was kneeling in front of him. She was very docile and nestled at his feet like a lamb.

Seeing him awake, he asked in a low voice:

"Your Highness, do you want to take a picture of me?"