C168 Blood Spirit Grass

"Spirit art restriction?"

Hua Qianwu, who was pushed back, furrowed her brows. She didn't expect that someone had placed a Spiritual Seal on the door of the Tri-Merchant Auction House.

"Today is not the auction day. You guys can come another day."

At this moment, a woman's voice came from the Tri-Merchant Auction House. This voice sounded very charming. Hua Qianwu frowned at Lau Yemei and said