This person's eyes are thinner, and the ejaculation reveals a sense of arrogance, and a cold and cold look that seems to have not changed at all because of the Demon Emperor's sister.

"How could the alchemist in the Dan Palace compete with Qing Muer for the inter-level fighting skills?" Xiao Yan was a little puzzled. The Dan Palace seemed to have no conflict with Qing Haoran.

"Alchemists also need to improve their fighting spirit and also need to go around to seek more advanced medicinal materials. It is of course beneficial to have an extra skill to accompany them. Moreover, alchemists are generally rich, and as long as they are good things they like, they naturally don't have that many concerns." Zhen Ni explained.

"The alchemists in the Dan Palace have always regarded themselves very well and generally do not easily sell other forces for their face. However, there is also an advantage for those who are proud, which is that they are disdainful of playing tricks." Zhen Ni spoke gently and continued to pay attention to the development of the situation.

Xiao Yan nodded. As an alchemist, he was also very jealous of advanced fighting skills. Thinking of this, Xiao Yan felt relieved, as long as it was not a struggle for power.

"Four million." Qing Muer snorted coldly.

"Four and two million." The middle-aged alchemist did not intend to let go.

"Four and five million." Qing Mu'er refused to give in.

The face of the middle-aged alchemist began to look a little ugly. Although the alchemist is a relatively rich profession, the rare high-quality medicinal materials are of great value, and the top-quality prescription is no less than the sky-high price. It usually requires a large amount of materials to advance, and the uncontrollable chance of failure during the refining process, etc., which makes the alchemist also a money-burning profession. Although the world-level intermediate fighting skills are very tempting, they will not make you invest too much in. For the alchemist, the attractiveness of fighting skills is far less than that of the prescription and the medicine cauldron. The middle-aged alchemist snorted coldly and did not bid again.

"Four and five million, once."

"Four and five million, second time..." The auctioneer's voice continued, and Qing Mu'er's eyes jumped with anticipation.

Qing Muer's purpose this time was quite clear, just to see if there was anything suitable for her at the auction, so she brought all her private money. Qing Haoran was very fond of Qing Muer, and her savings were still quite considerable.

Qing Mu'er even dragged all the elders left in Juxi City in the clan. These elders have always loved Qing Mu'er very much, and have accumulated wealth of tens of thousands of years. Although there are a lot of 4.5 million, the few people can still get it together.

What’s important is that Qing Muer does need this world-level intermediate fighting skills. There are not many people using whips as weapons, and advanced fighting skills are even rarer. Qing Muer’s current fighting skills are only at the level of mind, so it is inevitable to win this world-level intermediate fighting skills "The Thousand Illusion Whip".

"Four and five million..." As the auctioneer's countdown sounded, the strong hope in Qing Mu'er's eyes was about to emerge, almost turning into substance, and the elders next to her also held their breath. Xiao Yan and Zhen Ni in the VIP room looked at each other and smiled, as if they were too worried.

Just as everyone was about to let go of their hearts, a cold voice sounded quietly: "Four and six hundred thousand."

Everyone in the auction hall gasped. Even though they knew they were the Demon Emperor's sister, they deliberately waited until the last moment of hope was about to come true. In this way, there was a good show to watch.

Looking along the sound, I saw a man covered in a black robe, naked hands, and his skin was extremely pale, and he could not tell that his age was sitting in the front row.

As if he felt the focus of everyone, the person slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of Qing Mu'er. In the moment he turned sideways, a faint light passed through his face under the black robe. His thin lips were sickly bright red, as if he was covered with blood. The eyes of his narrow eyes were as cold and frightened as if they were poisonous snakes. His whole expression seemed to be an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, as if there was no trace of sunshine in the world that could make him warm.

Xiao Yan and Zhen Ni were shocked. What should come is coming. This person’s aura belongs to the demon race, but he can’t tell which race is specific. However, after listening to his bidding tone and looking at his expression, it can be concluded that he is definitely not a supporter of Qing Haoran.

The hope of seeing the hand was shattered suddenly. Qing Mu'er bit her teeth hard and was furious. She grew up with the golden key in her clan since she was a child. No one had ever targeted her like this.

"You... I pay five million, and you can follow me if you have the ability." Qing Mu'er lost her mind a little, her breasts were up and down, and her uncontrollable anger burned in her chest.
Chapter completed!