Chapter 628 Pluto

How can someone afford 300,000 coins? How can I afford it?

This is clearly teasing people!

Anyway, there is no hope at all, Yu Wenhao was unwilling, but wanted to let Yue Linglong see that he had tried his best, so he directly smashed the pot and raised the card: "Two thousand—"

Before Yu Wenhao finished speaking, Yue Linglong inadvertently saw Long Xiaoze's hands making small movements again, as if he was about to pour out coins from the purse in his hand again.

Two thousand is already their final limit, if Long Xiaoze raises the price, she can only sigh in dismay for the ice crystal danlu.

Aware of this, Yue Linglong didn't even think about it, she stood up and protested loudly to Lady Ming on the stage: "I protest, they hold 300,000 Ming coins, and all of us combined can't match, what kind of shit is this?" Auction? Is it interesting to say that this kind of auction is not a waste of everyone's time?"

The cold and aloof Yue Linglong, who can make her think highly of herself, protested and clamored in public, which shows how much she wants to get that ice crystal elixir.

A mocking and ironic smile appeared on the corner of Mu Ziling's mouth.

Although it is a woman's nature to love beauty, there is nothing strange about it, but no matter how beautiful the face is, with a femme heart, it is nothing but mediocrity!

Qingling folded her arms around her chest, looking very uncomfortable: "A dog can jump over a wall in a hurry, but a white lotus is in a hurry, this is going to break through the water and land on the shore to dig soil!"

Seeing that Qing Ling was in a happy mood, Long Xiaoze didn't seem to give up, and asked in a low voice: "Little Junior Sister, do you really not care about that grass at all?"

Although my junior sister is not ugly, she is pretty and cute, but no matter how beautiful she can be, which woman wouldn't want to? Long Xiaoze was a bit confused about this little girl's mind.

Qing Ling cast a sideways glance at him like an idiot, and said angrily, "Stay where it's cool, and don't block me from watching the show."

With a hot face and a cold butt, Long Xiaoze rubbed his nose with bitterness and hatred, and secretly decided: This little stinky girl better not need him for anything, he will definitely not help.

As soon as Yue Linglong made a noise, Ouyang Wanrou also stood up: "Isn't it boring? Their price is 300,000, and our holding price can't even compare with a little finger. This is unfair from the beginning, okay?"

Under such circumstances, Li Qingman would stand up logically, and be in the same spirit as Ouyang Wanrou.

But at this moment, I don't know if it was because of Ding Ziyang and Bai Yixue's affair, Li Qingman directly became the quietest one in this match, but also the one full of hatred in his heart.

Now she hates no one, but Bai Yixue, a shameless bitch!

Not noticing that she was being watched poisonously the whole time, Bai Yixue raised her slender fingers and echoed, "I protest too!"

These women, coveting the ice crystal elixir in their hearts, have completely forgotten that Mingbi is exchanged with their own assets and abilities, how can there be any fairness or unfairness? Let alone protest.

Ming Po on the stage is wearing a ghost mask, and no one can see what kind of expression her face is under the mask, but her pair of empty and dark eyes at this moment are like a ghost that can absorb people into it. A bottomless pit, eerie and dark.

The field fell into silence again, and no one knew what Granny Ming was thinking.

As soon as the three minutes for Yue Linglong's final price increase were up, Lady Ming raised the wooden hammer.

Yue Linglong, who was still protesting loudly, became excited again after seeing this scene in a daze.

It doesn't matter if the protest is invalid, as long as Ming Po goes down, the ice crystal danlu will be hers.

Yue Linglong subconsciously looked at Long Xiaoze——

At this moment, Long Xiaoze was shaking his legs leisurely, resting his chin with one hand, and knocking on the table with the other, without any movement to increase the price.

Seeing this, Yue Linglong's red lips curled up involuntarily, and she closed her eyes deeply, wanting to listen attentively to the melodious sound of Ming Po striking the wooden hammer.

However, the anticipated and expected sound of the wooden hammer hitting the table did not come, and there was only a heavy "plop" sound from the stage, as if something had landed on the ground.

Yue Linglong opened her eyes.

I saw Ming Po, who was holding a wooden hammer, facing the direction of the dark sky, with her legs heavily kneeling, prostrating and worshiping her whole body, her posture was as respectful as she wanted, as if she was welcoming someone's arrival.

This, what's going on here?

Everyone was puzzled by this scene and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Mu Ziling took off the somewhat obtrusive plush cape, and was about to take a closer look.

But who knew, half of her head had just popped out of the hat, and she was put on tightly by Long Xiaoyu. His face was condensed: "Put it on, no matter what happens later, don't take it off."

His light voice was mixed with a seriousness that was rarely seen before, and at this moment, there was a trace of unprecedented solemnity on his usually calm and calm face.

"Why—" Just as Mu Ziling uttered a sound, Long Xiaoyu suddenly stretched out his hand, embraced her in his arms, and made a silent movement towards her.

Although he didn't know what was going on, but Long Xiaoyu's stern and cautious reaction made Mu Ziling a little at a loss, not because of Long Xiaoyu, but because of external reasons.

She knew that bad things must happen, otherwise Long Xiaoyu would not be like this.

Mu Ziling didn't make a sound, and quietly nestled in Long Xiaoyu's warm and firm arms.

Seeing Long Xiaoyu's serious expression that they had never seen before, Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling glanced at each other, although there was doubt in each other's eyes, they were in tacit understanding so that their mouths were tightly closed as if stitched together, Not a sound came out.

At this moment, there was a barely detectable movement in the direction of the distant sky where Lady Ming worshiped.

I saw black smoke billowing in the air, lingering all over the sky, treacherous and terrifying.

A thick coercion of the strong was mixed in it, covering the direction of the stage with an incomparably powerful might.

In an instant, the atmosphere of danger, terror, and death permeated the audience.

Quiet, the whole world is quiet.

above the volley.

Billowing black smoke formed a strange and mysterious noble figure.

He was dressed in a luxurious fine attire, a black cloak, trimmed with gold silk, set against the red thread, with a wide collar turned up high, majestic and imposing.

A head of long silver hair like snow poured down, drifting without wind, extremely handsome, erratic like a god.

A bloodless snow-white face, with clear lines and tough outlines, a pair of narrow and long blood red eyes with a delicate feather mask.

The most eye-catching thing is the pair of huge wings behind him like a vampire bat, fluttering, the wings are dark purple and flowing, full of evil spirits.

His appearance was enveloped by a powerful coercion, which seemed to freeze the entire air, without the slightest sound or movement floating up.

"Welcome Pluto—" Ming Po's voice sounded as if her soul had been sucked out, but with great respect.

Following Ming Po's sound, everyone looked shocked, but they didn't even have a chance to raise their heads to take a curious look.

Because suddenly there was a strong sense of oppression, which directly caused them to slide down from the chair uncontrollably.

"Putong...Putong..." There were several kneeling sounds one after another.

Bai Yixue was the first to kneel on the ground, followed by Li Qingman, Ouyang Wanrou, and Ding Ziyang.

Unwilling to give in, Yu Wenhao and Yue Linglong tried their best to hold on, but in the end their feet were still weak and they knelt on the ground.

Long Xiaoze's veins were bulging all over his body, and Qingling's lips were bleeding from biting, but he still couldn't hold on.

Ouyang Feiyu's feet were deeply sunken in two marks on the ground, and he was still holding on, but in the end he couldn't hold on, and knelt down on one knee.

Everyone knelt down, but Long Xiaoyu was still sitting calmly.

He hugged Mu Ziling tightly, raised his icy cold eyes, the eyes were deep and haughty, mixed with the Pluto above the sky, it looked so ghostly and mysterious.

Mu Ziling, who was tightly hugged, naturally felt immediately that there seemed to be an endless suction force on the ground, trying to suck her knees down.

If she hadn't been nestled in Long Xiaoyu's arms, she might have knelt down like everyone else at this moment.

Long Xiaoyu hugged her, seemingly safe and sound, but Mu Ziling could clearly feel that he was not as safe and sound as he imagined, he was holding her with great strength and weight, as if he was using all his strength to fight against her. contend.

I heard about the horror of Pluto from the boss of the Winghun Building before, but now I haven't even seen him, and I can feel the terrifying aura bubbling from him.

Under the strong coercion, Mu Ziling didn't dare to take a breath, and tried to cover up his existence as much as possible.

She concentrated and held her breath, poked her head out little by little from the wrapped cloak plush hat, and looked towards the sky——

In the dark mid-air, Pluto stands proudly, noble and dazzling, not to be stared at.

He pursed his bloodthirsty lips lightly, with a slight arc on his lips, as if there was an evil taste of playing with people's hearts looming.

When Mu Ziling looked up, he happened to see Pluto's dark purple wings slowly disappearing behind his back without a trace.

Seeing this, she was speechless.

So, with just one glance, the first instinct, the first impression of Pluto appeared in Mu Ziling's mind——

This Pluto, where is a person?

Dressed noblely, with snow-white skin, blood-red eyes, and mysterious wings, he looked like the vampire Dracula in ancient Roman mythology.

The Earl's vampire image is revealed all over his body, the only difference is whether there are sharp fangs in his red lips.

Just when Mu Ziling couldn't help but make up the image of a vampire who was just a little bit close to Pluto, and finally made up his mind to perfection——

Above the sky, a pair of fiery eyes, as if immersed in magma, met her unexpectedly.

The four eyes met, sharp and sharp.

Mu Ziling suffocated for breath, let alone her brain, her whole brain stopped functioning instantly.

Sensing the strangeness of the little woman in his arms, Long Xiaoyu lowered his eyes, looked at it with pity, and stretched out his hand to pull her hat back, covering his eyes.

Unrivaled majesty, there are still two little ones standing still, Pluto is condescending, staring at him with disdain, and his cold and empty voice reveals dissatisfaction: "You——"

Pluto only uttered two words and then there was no more words.

Suddenly, Pluto twitched his nose slightly, as if he smelled something, his attention was suddenly diverted.