A masked monk walked onto the stage.
Judging from his attire, he was one of the sect disciples who were in the hall yesterday.
He was holding an iron chain in his hand, and at the other end of the chain was locked a woman with a pretty face and thin clothes. Through the white and green gauze, one could vaguely see her plump and white body.
The dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and stared blankly ahead through a few strands of hanging hair.
Who else could it be but Tang Murou!
Tang Murou raised her head and looked around: "Ha! There are so many people. Is brother back? Is brother here to take Rouer home?"
The cultivator smiled and said, "To be honest, this woman killed my brother at the Immortal Alliance Conference. It's a pity for such a beauty to die. I captured her and made her into a plaything. Anyway, she's a piece of junk, and I've had enough of her. The starting price is only one spirit stone, so my fellow immortals can have fun!"
Although her body was unclean, she only had one spirit stone for such a beautiful appearance?!
This is naked humiliation!
Coal Ball is a silly child: "One spiritual stone, that's not the price of a candied haws."
It thought for a moment, then grabbed Jiang Niannian's hand and whimpered, "I will be a good boy from now on and never make you angry again. Please don't sell me out."
Jiang Niannian's mouth twitched: "What are you thinking about in your little head all day? How could I sell you out?"
"When I stepped on the magic grass you planted a few days ago, you said you wanted to sell me."
"I was just angry."
Coal Ball didn't say anything, just glanced at the booth and said, "... If I really want to sell it in the future, the minimum price will be two spirit stones. I don't want to pay the same price as Candied Haws."
Jiang Niannian: “…”
Linlang Pavilion was originally a trading place for selling stolen goods and conducting gray transactions. Auctioning living people was no secret, but most of the auctions were of mortals and non-human species. It was extremely rare to auction monks like today.
For a moment, Meng Lang's laughter and random obscene words were heard everywhere.
"Tsk, what a beauty. Haha, it looks like she's been played with so many times, right? She must be a little out of her mind."
"It just so happens that I'm tired of playing with the beauty I photographed last time. I've never tasted such a delicate one."
"She is beautiful, but she is not a virgin and she is a little bit stupid. I am not interested in her."
"Oh, it's just one spirit stone, what else do you want?"
At this time, a person in the private room on the third floor said through the curtain: "This gentleman actually brought good goods. We must first inspect the goods to see if there are any other defects."
The monk smiled and said, "Of course."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, injected spiritual energy into it and let it burn slowly.
Then, Tang Murou stood up like a puppet, taking off her clothes layer by layer, stretching out her beautiful calves and gently hooking them, as if tempting people to taste them.
All the noise at the table stopped, and all eyes were staring at this place in amazement.
Yin Buqi just glanced at her coldly, then withdrew his gaze without any fluctuation, and fell on Jiang Niannian, but he saw some anger in her eyes and her fingertips slightly dug into her palm.
"Nian Nian, what's wrong?"
"Tang Murou really deserves to die. I just think it's disgusting to sell a living person like this. I wonder how many other women have become playthings in such transactions... But is she really stupid?"