Many people present sighed, thinking the same thing as Wu.
Many people present could also afford this price.
But when I suddenly heard about the six-pattern elixir, there was no one around me who could authenticate it, so I hesitated.
As a result, Fan Wushe took the lead and earned 500 billion in vain.
This is the advantage of playing at home.
Concerned about gains and losses, no one will spend 500 billion to bid with the Xuanmen old man.
Fan Wushe waited for a moment, then smiled slightly and said: "Congratulations, our staff will deliver the things you want to your residence. You can continue to participate in the next auction. The goods are safe and will be handed over to you."
Before going to the auction, we will be responsible for the entire auction process."
"No, I'm going back now and send the things back to me."
The old man stood up slowly, took a deep look at the body on the stage with his weathered eyes, and then turned and left.
The first auction had a sky-high price of 500 billion, and it also had an extremely rare semi-immortal body. Lu Fan was also very interested in the content of the next auction. He once forgot that he had to be vigilant when coming.
A very important thing.
"Hello, this is tea for you two."
When the second auction item came up, a staff member stepped forward and brought two cups of tea on the tray in front of them.
Lu Fan stared at the stage intently, subconsciously reaching out to take it, but when his fingers touched the warm tea cup, he suddenly froze, and then turned his head to look over.
In front of him was a figure shrouded in a black cloak. His face could not be seen clearly, and his whole body exuded a cold aura. He was holding a tray and bending down to stand in front of the two of them.
Lu Fan took the water glass, stared at the black shadow, and took a sip from his mouth.
When Dongfang Yanran stretched out her slender hand to take the water glass, she was about to drink it subconsciously.
A hand suddenly reached over and took away the water glass she handed to her red lips: "Drink mine."
Her beautiful eyes froze, and she looked at the glass handed over by Lu Fan in surprise, the glass of water that he had just taken a sip from, and the doubt in her eyes was extremely strong.
"Well, my cup is not hot. You can drink mine."
Lu Fan could only make up a random excuse to excuse himself.
The doubts in Dongfang Yanran's eyes became more intense. She had clearly touched the tea with her lips. The water was warm. How could it turn into scalding water when it reached Lu Fan's mouth?
