Shen Hao starts from face-slapping

Chapter 437 The Auction Begins

"Mr. Ding, if you want to take pictures, just activate the sound transmission stone and tell your price."

Zhu Qingyue pointed to a sharp-edged sound transmission stone in front of the crystal screen, and smiled.

After seeing Ding Yuan's methods, she felt a little in awe of this mysterious young man, so she subconsciously took a few more glances at Ding Yuan.

Ding Yuan suddenly realized, and touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Haha, so that's the case, but I think a little too much."

"If you need any help, there will be maids waiting outside the door after the auction starts, just open the door and tell them." Zhu Qingyue explained without a hint of impatience on her face.

"No more, Miss Zhu, go and do your work." Ding Yuan said politely.

"Then, Mr. Ding, the little girl will take her leave first."

Ding Yuan nodded and watched Zhu Qingyue leave from the direction he came from before, until his back completely disappeared before turning and entering the door.

Behind him, Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly flashed an expression that any man could understand, and he followed Ding Yuan into the door.

"Snapped."

The door closed, and Ding Yuan sat casually on the sofa in the middle.

There are three huge sofas in the room made of unknown species of monster fur. At least in Ding Yuan's opinion, they are soft and comfortable to sit on. He sat in the middle without hesitation, without any scruple about Qingling She kept staring at him from the side.

Fang Yuan nervously stood beside Ding Yuan, not daring to sit down.

"Brother Fang, sit down, why are you polite?" Ding Yuan pointed casually.

"It's okay, I won't be tired if I stand for a while."

"If I tell you to sit down, you can sit down. It's nothing for a big man to moan. If you're so polite, I'll kick you out." Ding Yuan teased.

Fang Yuan's previous performance was all in his eyes, at least as far as the conclusions obtained from the current observation, this guy is not a bad person.

At least, when Qingling was in trouble, he didn't leave immediately, but stood in front of Qingling.

But from this point of view, Fang Yuan's character is enough for Ding Yuan to give him a little recognition.

"Then I'll just sit down?" Fang Yuan tremblingly walked to the other side of Ding Yuan, and sat down slowly.

"That's right, there are exactly three sofas, and it would be ugly to have one empty." Ding Yuan said lightly, his eyes already turned to the screen.

On the screen, some cultivators were already putting some auction items off the stage to facilitate the auction later.

But if you look at it on the screen, you can only see the outline under the silk cloth, and you can't see what's underneath at all. Ding Yuan gave up after watching for a while, quietly waiting for the auction to start.

On the other side, Qing Ling, who was already a little impatient, didn't even look at him, and kept staring in Ding Yuan's direction.

"Why, do I have flowers on my face, staring at me all the time?"

"puff!"

Fang Yuan, who had just taken a sip of tea, couldn't help but spit out Ding Yuan's words.

"Forehead"

Ding Yuan frowned and glanced at Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan stood up with a "whoosh" and said, "Talk first, I'll go to the maid for a towel to wipe."

After all, he "escaped" from the box almost in three steps at a time, even the maid outside the door was startled by him.

In the box, the atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

"Ahem, what, I didn't mean anything else, I was talking nonsense just now." Ding Yuan explained without changing his expression.

"I didn't say anything." Qing Ling said lightly.

No one saw a trace of unnaturalness flashing in her eyes.

"That's good." Ding Yuan seemed to heave a sigh of relief.

Another moment of silence.

"By the way, that Miss Zhu just now, is she good-looking?" Qing Ling suddenly asked without thinking.

"Um, it's pretty pretty." Ding Yuan replied.

"What about me?"

"What?"

"I said, how do I compare with her?"

"This." Ding Yuan's mind turned rapidly, and he quickly chose the most correct answer, "Of course you look good."

A gleam of joy flashed across Qing Ling's face, "Really?"

"Of course it's true! Young girls like you are the most suitable ones. Her kind is too enchanting and not suitable for life." Ding Yuan casually quoted a few words he had heard back then, Trying to skip this question for now.

"Ah."

Qing Ling's voice suddenly became a little low. If it wasn't for his hearing ability, and at such a short distance, even he might not be able to hear the faint sound of mosquitoes moaning.

Ding Yuan looked in Qingling's direction suspiciously, but found that she didn't know what she was thinking, not only lowered her head, but even her face was abnormally rosy.

"What's the matter, are you sick?" Ding Yuan asked with concern, "How about I ask the maid to pour you some hot water, and drink more hot water?"

This is a big customer, and she must not be allowed to fall ill here.

But a trace of doubt flashed across Ding Yuan's face.

How could a dignified Nascent Soul monk suddenly fall ill?
Could it be the special days of each month?
Suddenly, everything became clear before his eyes.

No wonder this girl's temperament is so hot today, she almost couldn't hold back and killed the scum who molested her on the spot, it turned out there was a reason!

"Well, let the maid cook some brown sugar water for you."

Ding Yuan said to himself, then walked towards the door, leaving Qing Ling with a puzzled face in a mess in the box alone.

What the hell is drinking more hot water?

Why did it suddenly turn into brown sugar water again?
strangeness.

A moment later, until the auction below was about to start, Ding Yuan opened the door and came in, followed by Fang Yuan with a face of "I understand", and a maid holding a large glass of brown sugar water.

"Just put it here." Ding Yuan directed.

The maid carefully put a cup of boiling brown sugar water in front of Qing Ling, and then backed out.

"Qing Ling, drink it while it's hot."

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Just as Qing Ling was about to say something, at this moment, a figure of Manli appeared on the screen.

"Welcome everyone to participate in this auction. I am the auctioneer of this auction, Zhu Qingyue."

There was a burst of cheers from the audience.

Not only the audience, but even Fang Yuan in the box couldn't help applauding, which immediately attracted the attention of Ding Yuan and Qing Ling.

"I'm sorry." Fang Yuan looked a little embarrassed, and stretched out his hand to scratch his head.

"No problem." Ding Yuan waved his hand casually.

Qing Ling's face turned even darker.

On the screen, the figure of Man Li looked around the audience, nodded slightly to the guests in the box, and then continued:

"I believe that there are probably some things in this auction. You already know about them, so I won't go into details here. Next, Qingyue will invite everyone to find the first auction item today!"

"A weapon that was said to have been used in the Immortal Realm!"

In an instant, there was a burst of exclamation from the entire lobby on the first floor, and even Ding Yuan and the others in the box heard it clearly!
(End of this chapter)