Elder Qing's charming woman said with a smile, and her enchanting figure made many men in the auction hall feel evil in their hearts.

If this body as soft as a snake is pressed under the body, the gentle moans from the rosy little mouth will make people crazy?

"Tiansnake Mansion?" Ning Luo was stunned when he heard this name.

Ning Luo looked back.

I saw the powerful Dou Emperor who fought with me that day.

Ning Luo smiled gently.

Suddenly, the elder Qing from the snake mansion saw Ning Luo and frowned.

Why did this kid come to this place?

She knew that although Ning Luo was not strong enough, his strange martial arts could suppress him and was not a good person.

It's better not to have anything to do with this kid.

Fan Ling looked at Elder Qing, and saw that Elder Qing looked at Ning Luo with some fear. Fan Ling couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He also looked at Ning Luo.

"Who is this kid who can make Elder Qing look at him with such a look?"

"It seems that we should pay attention to this kid." Fan Ling said lightly.

The quote then began.

"One million and nine hundred thousand!" Taking a deep breath, a morbid rosy and ruddy appearance appeared on Fan Ling's pale face, staring at the charming and charming elder Qing with a gloomy gaze.

"Young Master Fan Ling is really generous, one million and nine hundred thousand, hahaha..." Elder Qing shrugged and curled his lips.

"Hmph." Fan Ling turned his head and turned his eyes to the crystal stage, shouted coldly at the somewhat stunned auctioneer: "Why are you still stupid?"

"Oh...hehe, young master, don't be angry." After being awakened, the white-haired auctioneer hurriedly smiled. After asking three times in front of the field, the auction hammer in his hand finally knocked heavily.

As the auction hammer fell, this flying fighting technique completely fell into Fan Ling's hands.

"Haha, the things auctioned next are a little strange, because we didn't even understand what this is. However, after many arguments at our auction, it was like some unknown treasure map."

The auctioneer bent over and took out a silver plate, then carefully lifted the brocade cloth on the silver plate, and suddenly, a broken ancient cloth piece appeared in everyone's sight.

"Shh..." Seeing the broken ragged piece, the auction hall was silent for a while, and the booed sounds were heard all over the venue.

"Are you finally here?" Ning Luo knew that what he was waiting for was finally coming.

Moreover, this thing is not on the same level as the things auctioned before.

Ning Luo was ready to take action until now.

At this time, Ning Luo's eyes suddenly became wide open.

With a little trembling eyes staring at the half-patterned pattern on the edge of the broken map, Ning Luo took a deep breath in his heart and tried hard to suppress the surging thoughts. There are two copies of this similar broken map...

And the pattern that only half of the way is not a pattern, but the "Jinglian Demon Fire" ranked third in the strange fire list!

Jinglian Demon Fire, it is said that under this kind of demon fire, even Dou Zong and even Dou Zun strong people can only tremble and fear. If they get it, Ning Luo even thinks that even if he attacks Dou Emperor, it is very likely.

Of course, Ning Luo didn't know this answer. The only thing he could know now was to get the broken picture at all costs!

The auctioneer smiled bitterly and said, "According to the setting, the low price of this ragged piece is 100,000 gold coins. Now, the auction will start."

At this time, no one spoke or made a bid.

It took a long time before a sound rang out.

"110,000..."

A faint voice broke the silence in the field. Suddenly, countless gazes moved along the sound, and finally stopped on Ning Luo, a person close to the front row, with some mumbling sounds.

"Is this guy crazy? Is it a problem? Is it spending 110,000 yuan to buy a broken thing that I don't know what it is for?"

Not only the crowd behind, but even some forces in the front row turned their slightly surprised eyes to Ning Luo.

"Is that boy?" Fan Ling, the young leader of the Blood Sect, turned his head and looked at Ning Luo, but his brows couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Elder Qing also looked at Ning Luo in surprise.

On the crystal stage, someone finally offered a price. The auctioneer also quietly breathed, looked up at Ning Luo and smiled: "This adult has bid 110,000 yuan. Does anyone want to increase the price?"

Listening to the auctioneer's words, countless people rolled their eyes at the moment. How many idiots in this world are there...

The auctioneer seemed to know that this was a waste of time. After smirking, he wanted to smash the auction hammer in his hand.

"etc."

The cold voice suddenly sounded, making the hammer in the auctioneer's hand stiffen. His puzzled eyes looked along the sound, but when he saw Fan Ling, the young leader of the Blood Sect who was standing up slowly, he was stunned and smiled and said, "Is this the young leader?"

Ignoring him, in full view of everyone, Fan Ling turned around, stared at the Ning Luo man who was sitting on the chair with a cold look, and suddenly laughed, saying, "It's nothing, I just suddenly became a little interested in this thing, 130,000."

"Haha... Do you want to compete with me? Is the Fan family preparing to have a heavy bleeding or to be slaughtered?" Ning Luo said with a faint smile.

"Little guy, what is that totem?" Medusa asked.

"You are my wife, I will tell you!" Ning Luo responded.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know. Although you are a bit hateful, the things you value are definitely not simple things!" Medusa said.

Ning Luo smiled at the corner of his mouth, smiling without saying a word.

Ning Luo leaned lazily on the soft chair back, his plain tone as if he was fighting for someone casually: "150,000."

Ning Luo's price increase made Fan Ling's eyebrows rise. In this auction, except for those who also have powerful forces behind it, Ning Luo was also the first loner who dared to bid against him head-on.

"Twenty-hundred thousand." Staring at Ning Luo for a long time, the young leader of the Blood Sect waved his palm and added a price of nearly 50,000 yuan.

"Young Sect Master..." Seeing Fan Ling's actions, the old man next to him couldn't help but stand up. It was understandable if he had bought a lot of money for flying fighting skills before, but now he is spending some unnecessary money to be angry with others, which is really inconsistent with Fan Ling's previous temperament.

"Sit down!" Fan Ling's face turned cold and he shouted coldly at the old man. The resentment flashed across his face made the old man's heart chill and he had to shrink back.

This inexplicable bidding contest made the audience stunned. No one knew what the young sect leader was going crazy, and he suddenly became angry with someone he didn't know.

"Twenty-five thousand!" Ning Luo said lightly.
Chapter completed!