"Teacher, do you really want that thing?" The mute girl stretched out her hand and tugged on Qin Feng's sleeve and blinked gently.

"Um."

After casually replying to the mute girl, Qin Feng silently took out the amplifying stone next to the chair and started playing with it.

The auctioneer on the stage gently placed the tray on the exhibition stand and said in a very soft voice: "Seventh-level dragon bone grass is produced from the corpse of the eighth-level bone dragon."

"Starting price."

"One hundred million!"

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, various bidding sounds began to sound from the audience.

"Mine!"

"Everyone, give me some thin noodles, I am..."

A hunchbacked man in black robe stood up and held his hands in his hands, and immediately exploded into blood mist as soon as he stood up.

The bidding went silent for a moment, and a group of buyers looked at Moge in horror as he knocked on the wooden table with one hand.

"I hate people who use their status to lower prices, do you all understand what I mean?" Moge grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"Yes..." A group of warriors suddenly nodded obediently.

"Then continue."

Soon, the sound gradually started to sound in the field.

…

"Afraid?"

Glancing at the mute girl next to him who was holding his hand tightly and her face turned pale with fright, Qin Feng showed a smile.

"Um."

"If you are afraid, come to the teacher's arms."

"Um."

Taking a deep breath, the mute girl silently sat on Qin Feng's lap, squeezing her body like a kitten.

Qin Feng opened his clothes, took the mute girl into his arms and exposed his head. Qin Feng looked at Moge, who was sitting on a wooden chair with a golden sword.

Mog, like the Dog King, is a wild strong man.

When I was young, I was often suppressed by powerful forces, so I deeply hated people who used their power to lower prices.

Qin Feng's eyes flashed as he heard the bidding reaching nearly 300 million.

Dragon bone grass must be obtained.

This thing grows in the corpse of a high-level dragon corpse and is hard to find.

He said hello to a maid who was serving tea and water.

Qin Feng threw out a cyan black crystal card and inserted it into the maid's abyss. Then he took out a piece of paper from the ring and wrote a few words at random and handed it to the other party.

Feeling the deep coolness on her chest, the maid blushed.

many.

Can't refuse at all.

"Please pass it to Senior Mog for me."

"Okay, please wait."

Smiling charmingly at Qin Feng, the maid twisted her hips and walked towards Mog.

…

"Haw!"

The treasure-hunting squirrel showed its head and stared angrily at the mute woman.

Quietly pressing the treasure-hunting squirrel's mouth, the mute woman's gray eyes silently looked directly into the other's bright eyes. For a moment, the corners of her mouth raised a curve.

After the mute girl let go of her hand, the treasure-hunting squirrel hurriedly reached out and covered its mouth in fear.

Glancing down at the mute girl who was playing with the treasure-hunting squirrel, Qin Feng smiled.

The character of a child.

The bidding is getting louder and louder.

The maid who took Qin Feng's note swayed to Moge's side.

Moge, who had closed his eyes to rest, slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Guest No. 110 asked me to give it to Lord Mog."

The maid respectfully handed the paper on the tray to Mog.

After opening it and taking a glance, Moge's expression changed. He stood up, grabbed the neck of the beautiful maid in front of him, twisted it hard, and threw her away like trash.

The young maid, who was nestling in Moge's arms and rubbing her shoulders, looked pale.

She knew the woman who was killed.

He was favored by Mog before.

now…

Glancing at the twisted corpse on the ground, the maid quickly calmed down and regained her composure.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger.

This is what will happen if you are not careful.

"Drag it down and feed it to the sand crocodiles."

"yes…"

A cold male voice came from the shadows, a black light flashed, and the corpse on the ground disappeared.

Moge stood up and walked away. He stopped and said, "The dragon bone grass auction is suspended. Go and invite guest No. 110 to the secret room."

"yes!"

The blond maid obediently lowered her head and responded softly, silently taking out the sound transmission stone from the ring and whispering.

Soon, a strange look appeared on the face of the auctioneer on the stage, and she picked up the hammer on the table and tapped it on the table.

"Bidding stopped."

"?"

"What's going on? Why did you stop?"

"Continue?"

"This is Lord Mog's order."

The scene fell silent, and the clamoring warriors fell silent.

…

Hearing the sound, Qin Feng patted the mute girl's head and motioned for her to get down.

Sitting there obediently, the mute girl held the treasure-hunting squirrel in her arms and gently kneaded it.

After waiting for a moment, as Qin Feng expected, the blond maid next to Moge came over respectfully.

He bent down and whispered in Qin Feng's ear. Qin Feng nodded, got up and walked behind the maid.

"teacher?"

"Stay where you are."

"oh."

After pinching the head of the treasure-hunting squirrel and staring at Qin Feng's back, the mute woman blinked her eyes.

Following the maid through a dark passage, Qin Feng soon came to a secret room with a sand crocodile on it.

inside the house.

Wearing a white bearskin coat, Mog Damajin was sitting on a wooden chair, his face full of coldness.

Looking at Qin Feng, whose expression remained unchanged, Moge slowly said, "You want to barter with me?"

"Yes, Senior Mog."

"Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of others?"

"Afraid, but not too afraid. Senior Mog's reputation is obvious to all."

"And it's clearly written on the note."

Moge looked thoughtful, stretched out his hand and waved gently to his side.

Several maid warriors bowed and exited the room, and soon Qin Feng was the only one left in the room.
To be continued...