Suddenly, a sharp voice pierced the sky and reached everyone's ears: "Heh! A woman who relies on selling her body and relying on men, what is worth treating her as a life-saving straw?"
The voice was extremely high-pitched, mixed with obvious jealousy.
Under this shock and excitement.
It seemed extremely out of place.
Everyone followed the sound and looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw standing in the most central and safest area, in a force of about a dozen people...
Standing at the forefront, there are two middle-aged men pulling a dead woman.
The woman struggled desperately, her pretty face was somewhat distorted, her brows were ferocious, and she was stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.
"I'm not wrong! What are you pulling me to do! Since she dares to do it, is she afraid that others will not succeed?"
The woman yelled: "If there is no Lord Emperor Zun, how could she, a waste in the Profound Sky Realm, contract the Four Great Sacred Beasts?! Isn't it just because of her face? One by one, she is still stupid I almost regard her as the savior, I'm sorry!"
"Yu Zhiwen, shut up!"
Hearing the woman speak more and more insultingly.
One of the middle-aged men suddenly raised his hand and slapped the woman.
The woman was beaten to the side of her head.
A trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
It can be seen that the middle-aged man's attack was ruthless.
After that slap, the middle-aged man looked at the woman with complicated eyes. He glanced at his hand and at the woman's swollen cheeks.
Want to speak something.
But from the corner of the eye, he saw the eyes of everyone around him.
He still suppressed the complexity in his heart, clenched his fists, snorted heavily, and turned his head away from looking at her.
"Master Yu, you...you dare to hit Miss Ben!" The woman covered her face, her eyes were full of viciousness, and she glared at the back of the middle-aged man with rage.
Another middle-aged man immediately persuaded in a low voice: "Miss Yu San, calm down, now is not the time to be arrogant."
"Ms. Ben? What's wrong with me?!" The woman... that is, Yu Zhiwen pushed the middle-aged man hard, "Master Yu Er, don't think that the two of you are representing the Yu family at the auction, so you can Tell me what to do with this lady! This lady is the real master of the Yu family!"
The head of Yu Er was pointed and scolded by Yu Zhiwen, and his face turned dark.
Especially the profound practitioners of the various forces around them looked at them with gloating eyes.
What's more, looking at Yu Zhiwen's eyes was like looking at a fool.
The old faces of the two managers were a little uncomfortable.
She even started to regret why she brought Yu Zhiwen to the auction conference!
Incompetent bungler!
However, there is a saying that is true.
Compared to them, Yu Zhiwen is the real master.
The second in charge of Yu suppressed the anger in his heart, and comforted Yu Zhiwen: "Miss Yu San, our Yu family has lost nearly a hundred elites! If we are weak and cause trouble, it will have an impact on the Yu family."
When Yu Er was in charge, his voice was extremely low.
But when Yu Zhiwen heard the words, she sneered and then sneered: "Don't you all say that Ye Qingluo is the savior? Since he is the savior, our Yu family has lost nearly a hundred elites. Isn't it all her fault? It's her She failed to protect us well and failed our expectations of her! As expected, she is just a bitch who relies on her face, body, and man!"
These words spread in the ears of everyone in an instant.