Hold it, ugh, I can’t hold it anymore.
Jian Fan's distracted eyes flashed with golden light, and he looked at Rong Nan expectantly, "Ananda, was it me who did that?"
Do you think the Breath-Absorbing Talisman is free?
A piece of talisman paper costs a thousand dollars, and even the cinnabar and ink used are valuable, as well as her unique formation blessing.
She just impulsively exchanged it for a top-quality Breath-Absorbing Talisman.
A low-grade, no, barely low-grade pink umbrella.
She likes the bright red one.
Hey, hey, hey, don’t bend the floor, dear.
"Xiao Fanfan, do you need to dye it?"
It was like a roundworm in Jian Fan's stomach.
Jian Fan tightened his grip on the talisman paper, and Rong Yan already knew the roar in Jian Fan's heart.
He raised his eyebrows.
Facing Jian Fan, raising his eyebrows seemed so natural.
"No, I just need an umbrella to protect myself from the rain.
I think it's very suitable."
Jian Fan gritted his teeth, raised his mouth, and swallowed it with determination.
As the saying goes, it's your own fault, you can't live, woo woo woo, you can't live, my heart hurts so much "Heh."
Rong Nan's response was meaningful.
Why does this feel so comfortable?
Jian Fan snorted, grabbed another yellow talisman and wrote a few words.
"The Warring States Bronze Sword on our stage was acquired by a buyer who priced it at five hundred years of Zhu Guo.
Congratulations.
Well, what I present next is a treasure that has just been approved to be put on stage.
It is a set of top-grade emperors.
Green jade jewelry, the color of which can be seen by everyone, is said to come from the Yehenala clan of the Manchu royal family hundreds of years ago."
The female host's voice was a little floaty, but she still stepped up to announce the next temporary item. , Fortunately, I did not forget my own job.
But the audience was not so calm.
The sellers in the background were probably going crazy with joy.
No one expected that such a rich man would show up.
The things they originally needed were just a few cents.
In front of these exchange items, they were not worth mentioning at all.
As for the audience in the audience, they were already going crazy.
The top-grade Breath Condensation Talisman has just appeared, and the Hundred-year-old Zhuguo has appeared.
Even for a first-grade banquet, such extreme losses are rarely seen.
A few more rounds, maybe one round is enough, and everyone will be able to know whether there is Which wealthy family was secretly let in?
Some people's eyes have begun to twinkle, but it's a pity that they will never find the troublesome girl.
A set of antique jewelry, Jian Fan secretly glanced at Rong Nan.
She stayed in the box, naturally unaware of the strange situation in the hall on the first floor.
Miss Jian was thinking that she had just taken a few low-grade magical objects from the tomb.
Since she didn't like them, she threw them out to see if they could hit.
If they hit, she would sell the jewelry she got.
It's definitely more expensive than the low-quality things I have on hand.
It is said that these magic weapons were passed down from the blood people.
Miss Jian, you are really generous.
At such a critical moment, you did not forget to take into account your own personal interests.
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You are also so powerful that no one else can.
For a little girl who is always interested in money and has no shortage of magic tools, money is not the purpose.
Spending money is not heartbreaking if you can't see it.
The process of making money is the most important thing to pay attention to.
Rong Nong's education seemed to be very successful.
Jian Fan's brain was stuck in his belt most of the time.
Only Jian Fan would feel that he was making a profit in such a hugely losing business. well So Jian Fan picked up his pen and wrote with great confidence, "The jade hairpin is a low-grade magical weapon."
Then, of course, I won the bid.
Everyone in the audience: There was a wealthy man who came to the first-class banquet to cause trouble for the organizer.
At this moment, as if he heard everyone's calls, Jian Fan's box door was knocked.
"Dong dong dong" "Yuansheng, open the door."
The old monk was a Buddha statue who could only smile.
Ananda usually only spoke to her.
So for the sake of his own happiness, Jian Fan, who was suffering from laziness, blinked his eyes and took a preemptive strike, "Little monk, if you go to the Buddha, he will bless you."
As soon as Yuansheng heard the Buddha, he responded and obediently ran over to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, two sounds, one long and one short, were clearly visible.
The little monk rubbed his eyes.
When he saw that it was the person he had been talking about for the past two days, he excitedly rushed towards him, "Little guy, I miss you so much."
Daowu, Jianfan: Damn, I heard it wrong.
Liao Chen, Rong Nan: A good disciple and a brat, it was unexpected that he would kill an alien.
Fuxi calmly pushed the little monk's head.
Even though the little monk's short and meaty carrot hands were waving desperately, they were still far away from the person.
Two little carrot heads, cute movements, one passionate, one calm, the picture is incredibly impactful.
"Fuxi."
Daowu called softly, gently and helplessly.
Fuxi boy immediately put down his hand, dodged and hid beside his master.
His little hands hidden in the Taoist robe were shaking a little, which showed that he was weak and had been holding on.
Yuansheng stood aside a little aggrievedly, looking at this and that with his big misty eyes, and his upturned mouth could hold ten oil bottles.
Why did everyone ignore the little monk?
The little monk didn’t do anything.
"Hey, it's you."
Daowu was stunned when he saw Jian Fan's face when he walked in.
This is not the guy from the south.
It’s just a coincidence that I can thank you for the gift last time.
Feeling something was wrong, he took another look.
Hey, this turned out to be the appearance of the head brother's daughter that his nephew showed him yesterday.
Isn't this true?
Daowu is an outlier in Maoshan.
He doesn't like practicing in the mountains the most.
He likes to travel all over the world to see and experience.
Fuxi is the disciple he accepted along the way.
Therefore, he never saw the daughter of the head Daoqing once during the years when he was raised in Xiaomaoshan, so it was considered that the family did not know each other.
"Little friend, you are the little girl of the head brother."
Adhering to the fine tradition of asking if you don't understand something, Dao Wu didn't see Jian Fan's face suddenly hardening and opened his mouth honestly.
"Master."
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Fu Xi, who had just closed the door, turned around and realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the entire box.
His master was still staying there, as if he didn't know that he had asked the wrong question.
Why did he get on the pirate ship of his master in the first place?
Hey, you have to recognize the decision you made.
Seeing that Daowu was about to open his mouth to explain, Jian Fan raised his hand to signal him to stop.
It seemed that this guy would get more and more confused as he explained, and she couldn't help but get more and more angry.
"Taoist Master Daowu, this is the soul of your little boy, please continue."
Jian Fan took off the copper coin from his neck and handed it to Dao Wu.
Fuxi's breath suddenly became smoother.
After all, his soul is finally coming home.
"As for your question, I refuse to answer.
Your leader is really nothing."
"Yes, Xiao Fanfan, what you said is so good.
Today's money is really not in vain."
Rong Nan nodded happily, took out the wine glass, and started to drink the wine leisurely.
Her good mood was as strong as the aroma of the wine.
It seemed that Jian Nan What Fan just said really spoke to his heart.
Ananda was so happy that Jianfan was confused.
Daowu was stunned as to what Jian Xiaoyou was talking about.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Ananda: Have you changed your profile today?
Is it interesting to add a love rival to me?
Xiao Fanfan: Lots of fun.
Ananda: Yeah Xiao Fanfan: I want to eat Quduoduo biscuits.
Author: She is indeed my daughter, she even changed the subject before she knew it Xiao Fanfan: Author, go ahead and give me one copy of each brand.
No, there is Yunsheng, so give me two copies.
Author: The silly boy who can’t help but praise: