C26 The Distressed Ye Wen Was Busy

"The next item to be auctioned is what most people here are looking forward to, elf!"

As soon as the beautiful woman finished speaking, the red curtains behind her immediately parted, and two similarly first-rate girls pushed out a small wooden carriage.

Although it was a car, there were only four wheels under the wooden stake. And inside the wooden stake, there was actually a person.

She should be called a human. Her eyes were big, and her ears were sharp. Even though her face was dirty, it was still unable to cover up her alluring complexion.

"Wow, is this the elf? "She's really pretty, so pretty that it's several times easier to see than my yellow-faced grandma!"

"Yeah, although it looks a little small, don't we like young people?"

"Young? You are aware of the situation, aren't you? Elves have a long lifespan. Even though they are young, they are actually older than us! "

"Also, it doesn't matter if you're young or not. It's just that you're beautiful, right? "Heh heh."

"..."

"As for this elf, he was not able to appraise the starting price, so he doesn't have the lowest amount of Spirit Crystals. However, each increment must be at least 100 thousand Spirit Crystals."

"Let the auction begin!"

Clang!

The beautiful woman's wooden hammer was once again smacked down, and the booming sound it gave off made the people in the auction house feel as if they were on stimulants.

"I bid 500 thousand spirit crystals!"

"Hmph, you're only bidding 500 thousand Spirit Crystals for one elf? You're so stingy, I bid 1 million Spirit Crystals!"

"Bastard, I bid 2 million spirit crystals!"

… ….

Mo Junyan looked at the female elf in the wooden stake and frowned because her aura was very weak.

Name: Cacassirer

Cultivation: 2-star Yellow Stage

Identity: Elf Ninth Princess

"Elf race, Ninth Princess." Mo Junyan was shocked when he saw this message.

"Ye Wenmang, your spirit crystal card …" Then, he looked at Ye Wenmang.

"You poor ghosts, I bid 15 million Spirit Crystals!" However, before Mo Junyan could finish his words, Ye Wenmang's excited voice sounded.

Whoosh.

The next second, everyone's gaze turned to the room no. 2 where Mo Junyan was!

"It's the second son of the Ye Family Patriarch, Ye Wenmang!"

"Damn, how did he get so many spirit crystals? Unless he is the one in charge of the business of Ye Family? "

"15 million spirit crystals!" This is even higher than our Huang Family's annual income! For an elf? "What a prodigal son!"

"This Second Young Master Ye always thought that he was just a foppish young lord. I didn't expect him to be so wasteful!"

After Ye Wenmang heard the people below him say that he was a prodigal, he directly went to the people below in a complacent manner.

"Ah pei, this young master has the qualifications to lose a family. Look at all of you, all of you don't even have the qualifications to lose a family!"

Mo Junyan looked at the extremely proud Ye Wenmang. He suppressed the urge to kick him downstairs and slowly sat on the chair.

"Since Ye Wenmang bought it, the result would be the same." Mo Junyan thought.

Of course, he did not covet Cacassirer's beauty. After all, he was not a good pervert.

He also had the heart to live a long life! What if the robbing function of the System could take away the lifespan of those elves?

Thinking about that, even Mo Junyan's breathing became rapid.

"15 million spirit crystals going once!"

"15 million spirit crystals going twice!"

"Wait, I bid 18 million spirit crystals."

Just as the beautiful hostess was about to make her decision, a hoarse voice sounded from room number 1.

"Damn!" Opposite of you, do you have any conscience! If I had to add more money, I would have added it earlier.

Ye Wenmang jumped up in anger when he saw that Ye Zichen was stuck like that, then pointed at room number 1 and cursed.

"There's no other way. I also have the capital to be a spendthrift."