"After a high-priced auction of rare and rare treasures, here is a daily note from Prince Brutal. The auction price is five hundred spirit stones."
Wen Yi, who was about to leave the scene, couldn't sit still after hearing Prince Ru's remarks.
"Daily Notes, who would want Prince Ru's Daily Notes these days?" When the people in the audience heard that the item being auctioned was Shen Yu's Daily Notes, they immediately lost interest.
Compared to those heavenly and earthly treasures with millions of spiritual stones, top-quality elixirs, and golden elixirs that are hard to find for large sums of money, Prince Ru’s daily life is like a broken stone thrown in a golden house, so cheap. ridiculous.
"Does anyone want the Five Hundred Spiritual Stones?" The young master's family has no confidence in the high price of the Prince's Living Note.
To be entrusted by others is to be loyal to others.
Now that you have received the money, you must do things beautifully.
"Five hundred spiritual stones once, five hundred spiritual stones twice, five hundred spiritual stones..." The young master paused, and his eyes swept around all the people entering the auction house. No one paid attention to the daily life. He was a little disappointed if he had any thoughts.
There are very few things that cannot be sold at auction.
If it cannot be auctioned today, it will be a big blow to Maplewood Auction House.
After all, since the auction house was established, there has never been anything leftover.
"I want Prince Li's daily life note." Wen Yi originally wanted to recycle the mysterious thing in a low-key manner, but no one bid, and she had no choice. She couldn't just watch it slip away.
Having this thing will help Shen Yu recover his memory as soon as possible.
"Thank you for your support, young lady." The young master said with a smile, "Five hundred spirit stones, Prince Ru's daily life will be yours."
The head of the Jiang family and the young master of the Rong family glanced at Wen Yi, wondering why she would take pictures of such a worthless thing.
Although there is also a legend about the violent prince in the desert, his influence is limited.
The God Festival in the desert commemorates Shen Yu.
However, Shen Yu did not have a single believer.
"If you bid for my things so blatantly, people will notice you." Shen Yu appeared beside Wen Yi at some point. Under his feet was the unbeatable Manzhu Shahua in full bloom. The coquettish flowers exuded an intoxicating fragrance.
"I would rather be watched by them than be plotted against." Shen Yu's reminder let Wen Yi know that those who released the ruthless prince's living notes were fishing. "I will check with the young master's family later to see who released your living notes. If you come out, follow this line and you will definitely find out who is secretly searching for information about you."
Shen Yu said calmly: "Since they released the things, they must have some means to hide them from others, and they may not be able to find out."
"It's better than just sitting around and waiting to die." Wen Yi looked at Minglou downstairs and felt unspeakably awkward. The curse made them feel sympathy for each other.
When Shen Yu saw Minglou and Wen Yi's eyes tightly intertwined, his mood suddenly hit rock bottom.
"When you get the Double Core Flower, I will transfer the Concentric Curse from his body to mine." Shen Yu already has thousands of ways to deprive the other party of the Concentric Curse.
The Concentric Curse must be resolved as soon as possible.
"Okay, okay, as long as he doesn't die." Wen Yi said what was in his heart, "I just showed the token of Miao Miao Huan Mansion. If Ming Lou dies, then the first person to suspect is Miao Miao Huan Mansion. After all, he He once took one of my treasures and has not returned it yet. Maybe someone with intentions will spread the word and say that I deliberately murdered Minglou to provoke a war between the two sects."
Having experienced many intrigues and intrigues, Wen Yi became more cautious.
"How come it's not the head of the Jiang family and that little loser of the Rong family?" Shen Yu's tone was cold and distant.
This alienation is aimed at everyone except Wen Yi.
Wen Yi said helplessly: "They would have replaced them long ago if they had the ability."
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"What does Wen Yi want to do with Prince Ru?" Countless thoughts flashed through Minglou's mind, "Could it be that she has an unrequited love for Prince Ru?"
Minglou couldn't help but laugh.
What on earth are you thinking about?
No matter how bad Wen Yi is, he will never like someone who has been dead for a thousand years.
Some fierce bidding took place in the auction midway. Wen Yi didn't pay much attention to it. She just took a look when Feng Ya was auctioning a dragon bone.
The auction ends quickly, and the buyer who paid the most leaves the auction house first.
After the head of the Jiang family and the young master of the Rong family left, Wen Yi slowly walked to the place where the goods were traded.
"Did you come to Longyan Desert to see me?" Minglou walked up to Wen Yi, with a proud smile on his bright face, "It's not easy to see me, you just need to send me a message from thousands of miles away, even if it's Despite mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will definitely go to Piaomiao Huanfu to visit you."
Seeing that Wen Yi didn't pay much attention, Minglou thought to himself: "Why are you more reserved now than before?
I heard that you switched to Wuqing Dao?
Did you collect Prince Ru's daily life notes just to find out how to ascend?
There are many things about Prince Ru in my house. You have come all the way, so why not come and have a seat at Mingyue Tower?"
Minglou chattered a lot, and Wen Yi walked straight into the treasure house as if he didn't hear him.
"Master, please wait outside. I will pay this girl what she wants first." The young master blocked the door, and behind him stood the old man who was born at the auction just now.
The old man looked kind and kind, and his aura was quite majestic.
"I auctioned something worth more than three million yuan, but she only auctioned a few hundred thousand, why do you want me to wait?" Minglou did not intend to compete with Wen Yi, he just didn't know why the young master's family was so respectful to Wen Yi.
Shaodong Jiang said with a smile: "Master, just wait outside. Please wait for a while."
As an auction house, protecting the information of buyers and sellers is a basic element.
"Okay, then I'll wait." Minglou greeted Mr. Zhao.
The young master is very good at being a good person.
Although Minglou entered the treasure house later than Wen Yi, the Shaodong family asked someone to bring a coffee table and an imperial chair for the famous building owner to sit on to prevent him from being dissatisfied.
"Fairy, this is what you deserve." The young master's family sent Shuangxinhua and Prince Ru to live together in Wen Yi's hands.
Seeing that there was no one around, Wen Yi asked, "May I ask from whom did you get Prince Li's Living Note?"
"Logically speaking, the identity of the buyer should not be revealed. Since the fairy is a direct disciple of Piao Miao Huan Mansion, and the Fenglin Auction House has been under the care of your sect, then I will sell you a favor." The young master handed Wen Yi a piece of paper. Article, "Fairy, you go first."
Wen Yi glanced at the disciple on the note, then burned it after reading it. She turned around and left neatly.
"Creak", the closed door opened.
Minglou stood up immediately, "Do you really have nothing to say to me?"
"You and I are both old people, let's let go of the past. You used me to get the treasure, and I was also greedy for your beauty. It can be regarded as the price I paid years ago." Wen Yi looked cold and distant, and she stepped forward At one o'clock, the whole person disappeared into the dark night.