As a lord, I was forced to farm

Oh shit.

Who is the arrogant one?

Feng Chi's face darkened suddenly.

Qi Yu, who had been keeping his eyes closed all this time, suddenly opened his eyes, and the expression under the mask was slightly stunned.

The voice was a little familiar.

"Damn it, I can't swallow this breath." Feng Chi spat out the spirit fruit in his mouth, picked up the auction card and was about to raise it, but was stopped by someone.

Qi Yu's hand is very beautiful, with well-proportioned and slender fingers, white as jade, clearly the noble appearance of grinding ink and writing, but he has been with guns for many years, leaving calluses on his fingertips that are difficult to remove, grasping Feng Chi's hand The hands were cold and rough.

Damn it hurts.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Feng Chi looked like Qi Yu, you are finally going crazy, and you are about to attack your brother, "What are you doing?!"

"How many spirit crystals are enough to save your face?" Qi Yu asked.

"What?" Feng Chi didn't understand why Qi Yu did this all of a sudden.

"Let me ask, how much is your face worth?" Qi Yu took off his mask, revealing a face that could clearly be romantic and attract people's troubles and obsessions, but was sealed with frost.

He lowered his eyes slowly, looking at the drop of dragon blood.

"At least one more bid of 37 won't make others look down upon him, so that we can extinguish that person's arrogance?" His tone is calm, and his words are always clear and full of charm.

"Is a drop of dragon's blood worth 220? If you are a smart person, don't do such a brash thing."

Feng Chi thought about it calmly, Qi Yu's words were really damn reasonable.

People who are already 20 years old really can't do this kind of thing that only saves face and is sorry for the money in their pockets.

The main reason is that this drop of dragon blood is not worth the price. If Feng Chi wants it, in his position, why not go directly to the academy to exchange it.

Although Mingxiao Academy doesn't have much dragon blood essence, with how favored the two are, the elders would be more than happy to give up a drop or two of dragon blood.

When Qi Yu said this, Feng Chi listened and stopped fighting for the drop of dragon's blood.

"It's rare that you are so considerate of me." Feng Chi was a little moved.

He smiled and asked again, "You boy, is my face not worth the price in your opinion?"

"Worthless."

"……"Oh shit.

You shouldn't be asking this question!

*
Jiang Ran was surprised that the next door didn't continue to increase the price, but that's okay, this drop of dragon's blood was collected smoothly.

Soon, a waiter sent this drop of dragon blood into Jiang Ran's private room.

Originally, according to the rules of the auction, payment was required immediately after receiving the goods, but because Jiang Ran was the owner of the Holy Lance and the VIP among the VIPs, Yuquan made an exception for her.

Otherwise, Jiang Ran really wouldn't be able to afford more than 180 million spirit crystals - now there are only more than 130 million spirit crystals left in his hand.

After the waiter left, before Jiang Ran could stop her, Bai Mei couldn't wait to swallow the drop of dragon's blood.

Jiang Ran: "..." Prodigal son.

Just as he was muttering, Bai Mei's scales turned red visible to the naked eye, like a drunken shrimp, and then quickly retracted into the spiritual space, and immediately fell into a coma.

Bai Mei might not be able to wake up for a while, Jiang Ran was worried, but quickly turned her attention to the outside world.

The Spirit Beast Farm didn't see anything that interested Jiang Ran anymore, but it was next door, where many items were photographed.

It is worth mentioning that Jiang Ran saw a lot of rare beasts in the Spiritual Beast Farm, all of which looked strange. Jiang Ran had only read books before, but this time she learned a lot.

The finale of the Spirit Beast Field is a strange woman with fox ears, and as outsiders said, she is beautiful and fragrant.

Just wearing a jacket, standing almost naked in the arena, with a charming posture, his eyes are completely numb, and he has been completely trained to lose his soul.

Jiang Ran is a woman, of course she felt a little uncomfortable seeing this scene, but she just watched from a high level, and didn't intervene to auction off the person.

Such emotions continued until the practice field, and a book of exercises attracted Jiang Ran's attention.

"Finally, I saw a space-based exercise!" Jiang Ran was overjoyed.

The space skills that Jiang Ran has learned now, apart from the flower-moving brand rewarded by the system, are the earth-level exercises Kongri and the mortal-level exercises Kongren from Mo Jie.

Although Yihua Branding is a holy level, its main application is teleportation, and only at the later stage of cultivation can it be possible to casually teleport objects thousands of miles away.

The attack power of the two skills of Kongchuang and Kongblade is average, except that the attack method is unexpected, but the lethality is not as good as using Ice Breath.

And what is being auctioned now is a space-based exercise called 'Pankong Tangsi'.

According to Hongyan's introduction, this exercise is mainly to turn the power of space into an invisible thread, which can bind or attack distant objects out of thin air. Degree requirements are extremely strong.

Jiang Ran happened to be worried that the space system was difficult to cultivate. This skill may not have strong attack power, but it can be widely used, and it can be used to exercise Jiang Ran's control over energy.

Jiang Ran thought for a moment, but when she came back to her senses, she saw that the lively auction before had turned cold.

Hong Yan on the stage also seemed a little embarrassed, and repeated, "Pan Kong Lingsi, a heaven-level low-grade exercise, the starting price is 20 spirit crystals, and the price increase for each auction must not be lower than [-] spirit crystals. Interested guests Please shoot."

The people in the audience whispered, "It takes hundreds of years for a cultivator in the Department of Time and Space to produce one. Even if I auction it off, I can't practice it."

"You can only save it when you take it back. Miss Hongyan is so pitiful for being left out in the cold. Someone take a photo of the exercises."

"If you want to shoot you, what about 20 spirit crystals, what is not good for collecting, will this exercise be bought back and eat ashes?"

"Don't worry, there are many rich people in the VIP room, and someone will always be interested."

Sure enough, as soon as this person finished speaking, someone upstairs made a bid, "21 spirit crystals."

Hongyan seemed to be relieved, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and she looked upstairs gratefully, "21, is there anyone else who wants to take pictures?"

"25." Another bid was made, and the price was increased by [-] at one time for this neglected space formation. Everyone was curious and looked up one after another, only to find that it was the extremely arrogant person who took the picture of the drop dragon. VIP of blood.

Someone got upset and shouted a price, "26!"

"30." The male and female voice was still indifferent.

"..."

There is no shortage of young and energetic people present, but they just can't bear to see someone pretending to be so aggressive. Even if they don't want this "Pankong Tangsi", they don't have the spare money to buy it, but they want to disgust that person in their hearts. There is a young boy Deliberately shouted, "35!"

Looking at the third floor proudly: Aren't you arrogant, you are determined to win, keep shooting!

however.

One second... two seconds... three seconds passed.

The people upstairs didn't move at all.

Cold sweat fell from the corner of his forehead, and the young man was startled:
Why, why don't you continue to shoot...

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