Sure enough, after hearing what Luo Enen said, Pu Jiaojiao's expression became even more sad and indignant: "It's not necessary?" If you don¡¯t need it, why do you spend such a high price to take pictures? Why don¡¯t you give it to me? If you don¡¯t need it, I can use it!
"That Aunt Pu is really useful, but it's a pity that she has no money. Alas, four hundred thousand, if it wasn't for that broken sword, it would be enough to buy several plants of icy muscle jade bone grass." Of course the fat man knew Luo Enen What is the purpose of pretending to be crazy and stupid, he said very cooperatively.
Heartbroken, heartbroken again! Although Fatty Bai's face is full of sympathy, and every word he utters seems to come from the heart, and he sincerely feels sorry for Pu Jiaojiao, but Pu Jiaojiao doesn't appreciate him, and just feels that there is another He stabbed the long sword fiercely into his heart, and stirred it around, around, and around.
Yes, if I had known this earlier, what kind of Wu Shuang sword did she go to grab, wasting hundreds of thousands of holy spirit stones, not to mention being treated as an idiot, and missing the ice muscle jade bone grass. Pu Jiaojiao subconsciously glanced at Wu Shuangjian, who was tightly hugged by Dongmen Xu, feeling so regretful that she hit the wall.
A figure flashed at the door, and the guard returned to the auction hall.
"Miss, I've sold that magical artifact for a total of 900,000 yuan." Quickly approaching Pu Jiaojiao, the guard wiped the sweat from his forehead while handing over the storage bracelet to her with a gloomy expression. Pu Jiaojiao.
I remember that before Pu Jiaojiao's mother got married, many people had the idea of ??this body protection artifact. The lowest bid reached 2 million Holy Spirit Stones, and the highest bid even reached 3 million. They were sold in a hurry today. But he only got 900,000 yuan, which made even an outsider feel heartbroken.
Pu Jiaojiao looked at him dully, but didn't reach out her hand.
"Miss." The guard called out again.
"Wow" Pu Jiaojiao finally returned to her senses, and cried out with a wow.
If the guard came back earlier, 900,000 would be 900,000. Anyway, he was already prepared to sell it at a low price. As long as he could snatch the icy muscle jade bone grass, she would recognize it no matter how hard it was. But now that the icy muscle jade bone grass has not been snatched, and the family heirloom is sold so cheaply, thinking of her mother's eyes full of love and reluctance before she died, her heart was ruthlessly pierced by an invisible long sword. Blood splattered everywhere.
"Miss, what's wrong?" the guard asked suspiciously.
"Hey, you came back late, Gu Fenghua has already taken the Bing Muscle Jade Bone Grass." Another guard whispered.
"Miss, I have tried my best, and there will be no delay." The guard was taken aback, fearing that Pu Jiaojiao would anger him, he quickly explained.
"Gu Fenghua, Gu Fenghua, I'm not finished with you!" Fortunately, Pu Jiaojiao is now full of hatred and has no intention of blaming him. Besides, she also knows that this guard can sell that guard in such a short period of time. It is an artifact of body protection, and the price is not too outrageous, in fact, it has been very hard. She just looked at the box of Gu Fenghua and the others, gritted her teeth and howled in a low voice, looking like a wounded beast.
Seeing this, the guard couldn't help worrying secretly, and wanted to persuade him a few words. One must know that he was originally Pu Jiaojiao's mother's attendant, followed her to Pu's house, saw her get married and had a daughter with his own eyes, and got along with her for a long time, apart from the friendship between master and servant, he also had some kind of family affection. Although he is called a guard, he often treats Pu Jiaojiao as a junior, and he is always afraid that she will do something unwise in a fit of anger.
But this time, before he could open his mouth, the companion next to him tugged on his sleeve and mouthed for silence. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com