"Sir, the pastries you requested."
"Thank you."
Xiao Jinyan's eyes flashed brightly, as if falling into broken stars, which was breathtaking.
Such a word of thanks suddenly came out of his mouth, causing the two attendants to widen their eyes for a moment.
Xiao Jinyan took the cakes from the waiter's hand and left the teahouse directly.
Yu Jian was shocked, casually threw a gold coin on the table and followed after shouting: "Master, don't leave us behind."
What a mess, is such a good and polite young man still his cold and venomous master?
Yu Jian was in a mess, and Kankan ran after him, but couldn't touch the corner of his clothes.
Xiao Jinyan quickly shuttled through the crowd, with him as the center, releasing a spiritual realm that covered almost the entire black market.
No one or anything could escape the scanning of his consciousness.
In the next moment, his eyes flashed and he accurately captured the target.
At the entrance of the underground auction house, Mu Chuyue took the private room number plate handed out by the ticket office, which clearly read "Room No. 3".
The young man's thin lips were slightly raised into a natural smile.
Now that he had found the person, he was no longer in a hurry and stood still, waiting for Yu Jian and the two to catch up.
"Huhu" Yu Jian was dressed roughly and his temples were wet with sweat.
He looked at his master with anger and no words.
His delicate face was full of accusations against Xiao Jinyan.
"Master, you didn't wait for us.
Fortunately, we ran fast, otherwise we wouldn't be able to keep up."
Xiao Jinyan sneered, his cold temperament adding a hint of evil charm: "If I don't stop, you won't have a chance to catch up."
Yu Jian suppressed her blush, and pouted angrily as she was about to argue with him, but was blocked by his next words.
"Go and book a private room.
I want to be in room No. 3 next to Tianzi."
Yujian's eyes widened, and then he showed an "I understand" expression, and ran toward the building in front of him with a smile.
One master, two servants and three people successfully entered the underground auction house.
Their purpose is very clear, Tianzi No. 2 box.
"All of these people are stupid and have too much money."
Today the staff at the ticket office was confused, scratching their noses and sighing.
The auction was already over halfway, and two more groups of people came in midway, and they all wanted high-priced luxury rooms.
But this is a good thing, hehe, the commission tonight is much higher.
When Mu Chuyue entered the box, the auctioneer happened to buy a relatively rare spiritual grass.
It's better to arrive early than to arrive by chance.
She immediately took a photo of the thing after giving out a thousand spirit stones.
The whole place was silent, and no one followed the price.
Qian Chengyang was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
He paused for a moment and was about to express his admiration.
Mu Chuyue then made two more bids, and two more spiritual herbs came into her hands.
He couldn't help it anymore and said: "Boss, we have just received the huge sum of money, so you can spend it leisurely."
Qian Chengyang could not wait to snatch the silver card from her body and hold it tightly in his arms.
Then he confidently said to Mu Chuyue, "Go away, you prodigal bitch."
But how could he dare?
At most, he could only quietly fantasize about what would happen to him if Mu Chuyue found out.
Eat the fruit.
In fact, the difference between ideals is realized, just like clouds and mud Mu Chuyue lightly opened her lips, her beautiful eyes rolled around, and she said quietly to him: "Stingy, it's not your money I spent."
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