C215 Women hold a grudge

Ling Yun's eyes were incomparably cold, as he looked at the charming woman on the Auction table with a tinge of playfulness. He sneered, but didn't say anything.

"One million one hundred thousand going twice, is there a higher price? If it is not, then this Dragon-scale Fruit belongs to Young Marquis Wen Shang. " Xue Meigui still said without giving up