There was a lot of discontent and clamor under the stage, but the host on the stage didn't seem to hear it at all. He still had a professional smile on his face, and said slowly in his deep voice:

"No.16 auction, a female slave who was born at the end of Ding's birthday on the day of 1911 in the year of Yin, at the age of 16, has been tested as a useless spiritual root with no cultivation and pure Yin constitution. The starting price is 10000 yuan. "

The host's statement made the people's original noisy voice quiet, and then burst out a more heated discussion.

"God, it's pure Yin! Isn't that the best tripod? "

"It's said that Taotie hall won't pit us. No wonder it will be the end of the night!"

"As long as I have her, I can break through the bottleneck of my long delay! I'll give you a hundred thousand yuan crystal... "

"I've got 200000 yuan!"

"I'll give half a million..."

All the martial artists were immersed in the shock brought by the pure Yin stove tripod, and fell into a frenzied mob, but no one found that the girl in the golden cage, after a painful frown, slowly opened her eyes.

That pair of inconspicuous Feng Mou is suddenly as bright as a pearl, shining all over, scanning the noisy crowd below coldly.

At this time, some people in the crowd shouted loudly at the top of their voices, "I'll give you ten million yuan, this woman must be my own tonight!"

As soon as this speech came out, the whole scene was silent.

I saw a fat man standing up in the front row of the auction hall, and he walked towards the golden cage on the stage with a full face of ambition and a full smile.

The dazzling light in the center of the meeting place shone on him. He was only six feet tall, his face was full of horizontal flesh, and he could hardly see his eyes. His waist and abdomen were even thicker than his aunt's chest. The fat of his whole body trembled as he walked, which made people sick.

But there was no one in the audience who dared to laugh at him. Even after he made an offer, no one dared to compete with him again.

His name is Zhu Chongba, an old son of the richest man in Jinling.

Although the family of merchants in Jinling, which advocates force, has always been looked down upon, the Zhu family is different.

The cultivation and advancement of martial artists are inseparable from Yuanjing. The Zhu family started by digging Yuanjing. They have several mineral veins under their control and are inextricably linked with the royal family. Even if someone covets, they dare not start easily.

Zhu Chongba is a famous straw bag in Yanjing City, but other people are local tyrants. After all, Zhu family lacks nothing but Yuanjing!

"Congratulations, young master Zhu. With this pure Yin stove, you'll be ready to advance!"

"Master Zhu has made a breakthrough in cultivation. Please remember to invite us to drink!"

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People's compliments and admiration made Zhu Chongba more and more floating. He pushed out a round stomach like a watermelon, and walked to the host without waiting for the auction to end.

"No desire, please give the servitude card to my young master. I'll take it back first. My men will deliver it to Yuanjing in a moment!"

It's against the rules to collect money before paying it at the auction.

However, the host, who was called "no desire", did not seem to be displeased at all, so he gave the slave card to Zhu Chongba.

But no one found that his eyes flashed a meaningful smile, "Master Zhu, the servitude card is given to you, which means that the auction belongs to you. The sale of the goods has nothing to do with the Taotie Pavilion ever since! "

Zhu Chongba, whatever he said, took the enslavement card and rushed to He Xi in the cage: "little lady, I'm here As long as you let me build the foundation, I will let you be my ninth aunt! "