C734 Blood Sea Spirit Butterfly

Meng Hao was bored to death. He put his hands behind his head and looked helplessly at the auction going on. It had been almost six hours, and the auction had only reached its seventh auction item. Such a slow speed made him feel helpless.

"Next, let's invite the eighth item to be auctioned," Ye Shan said with a smile. Then, a guard carried a large box over