Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

After inciting the atmosphere, the hostess said loudly: "This fairy relic has a reserve price of 100,000 yuan, and the price increase is not less than 10,000 yuan each time. Now start bidding!"

In the audience, there was no excitement in the host's expectation, but rather a little cold.

Luoshen's talk, after all, only exists in myths and legends, these celebrities don't believe that the so-called Luoshen relics are not as real as those antique calligraphy and paintings.

However, this is a charity auction after all. To these celebrities, tens of millions are nothing at all.

"One hundred fifty thousand!" A middle-aged man raised his hand to offer.

"Two hundred thousand!" A young girl with a baseball cap quoted. Looking at her like this, she is clearly a high school student. It is estimated that she was also instructed by an adult to spend a small amount of money, and right to be a charity.

In the end, this fairy handkerchief was photographed for a price of 500,000 yuan, and no one offered any more.

Perhaps in the eyes of these celebrities, this is an ordinary handkerchief, as for those fairy legends, no one believes it at all.

The hostess was a little disappointed in her eyes, but she didn't show it. She still had a professional smile on her face and shouted: "This gentleman bid 500,000 yuan, is there anyone else?"

"Five hundred thousand once, five hundred thousand twice..."

When the host called for the second time, Chen Mo woke up from the memory, and his face returned to normal.

Chen Mo raised his hand with a serious voice: "Ten million!"

In a word, the audience is dead!

Everyone's eyes focused on Chen Mo.

"Ten million, is this kid crazy!"

"Let's not say that this is just a worthless handkerchief. Even if it is a Luoshen relic, it has no collection value. Ten million, what do you want it to do?"

Zheng Yuanhao, An Keyue and others also looked at Chen Mo in shock, not understanding what Chen Mo was going crazy.

Yang Qianqian looked surprised: "I heard that right, Chen Mo bid 10 million! Does he have that much money? Did he sell the gems he got last time?"

Murong Yan'er also opened her mouth slightly, and said to herself in shock: "What does Chen Mo want a handkerchief for?"

The hostess on the stage looked at Chen Mo and shouted: "This gentleman bids ten million, ten million for the first time, ten million for the second time, and ten million for the third time!"

"Congratulations to this gentleman, this fairy handkerchief is yours!"

The hostess was afraid of Chen Mo's repentance in her life, and she was impatient to make a final decision.

Chen Mo's face was expressionless, but his heart was extremely excited. The relics left by the little junior sister are priceless to him, and they can't be measured by money.

After the auction ended, Chen Mo went to the backstage to pay the money and got the seemingly plain pink handkerchief.

Jin Peiyun and Fang Yuqing dared not accept Chen Mo's money at all, and expressed their willingness to donate 10 million yuan to charity instead of Chen Mo. Chen Mo didn't bother to care about it at all, so he refused and returned to the village courtyard with the handkerchief.

However, just as Chen Mo had just left the Vientiane Hotel, an old man followed him and stopped him.

"Little brother, my master would like to ask you to tell." The old man's attitude was plain, neither humble nor overbearing, and there was no expression on his wrinkled face.

"Who is your master?" Chen Mo asked with a frown.

"Miss Murong Yan'er's father, Jiangnan Murong Ke." Speaking of Murong Ke's name, the old man said with a hint of pride.

Chen Mo didn't change his expression, he had already guessed why Murong Ke was looking for him.

"Forget it, for Yan'er's sake, go and see him."

Chen Mo looked at the old man and said lightly: "Lead the way."

By the Xiaoqing River, a tall and tall Murong Ke in black stood quietly, the cigarette in his hand was about to burn to the end.

With the sound of footsteps, the old man walked over with Chen Mo. The old man saluted respectfully and said, "Master, I have invited you."

"Thank you, Uncle Shui." Murong Ke said softly.

The old man stepped aside, bowed and stood, seemingly old and unbearable to be blown down by a gust of wind, but Chen Mo had already seen that he was a warrior at the peak of the inner realm.

The Murong family of Jiangnan is indeed well-deserved as a bodyguard who can hire a master at the pinnacle of moving inner realm.

If the son of an ordinary rich family sees Murong Ke, he will definitely be respectful and speechless, even if he is like Zheng Yuanhao and his like, he will feel ashamed in front of such a big person who is not angry and prestigious.

However, Chen Mo had a plain face, and walked quietly to Murong Ke's side, looking at the sparkling Xiaoqinghe in front of him, with indifferent eyes, as if the powerful Jiangnan boss in front of him was no different from the other man.

The two of them didn't speak, standing quietly, and the breeze blew across the Xiaoqinghe, bringing a burst of fresh air.

Murong Ke's eyes were deep, and his voice was a little ethereal: "What do you think of the scenery of Xiaoqinghe?"

Chen Mo replied calmly: "It's beautiful."

"Have you seen the Yangtze River and the Yellow River?" Murong Ke asked again.

Chen Mo shook his head: "No. But I have heard of it."

"Then how do you think Xiaoqinghe compares with the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers?" Murong Ke continued to ask.

Chen Mo did not answer, and quietly waited for Murong Ke's following words.

Murong Ke turned his head to look at Chen Mo, with a cold expression on his face: "Why didn't you answer? Or you already have the answer in your heart."

Chen Mo looked at Murong Ke, his face still flat: "What do you want to say, just say it, why bother to make such a big bend?"

Murong Ke's expression became colder: "Young man, you really can't hold back your breath, I'm even more disappointed in you."

Chen Mo wanted to smile wryly at this moment, he just didn't want to waste time, and Murong Ke said he couldn't hold his breath. If it weren't for Murong Yan'er's face, Chen Mo would never have seen Murong Ke, let alone listen to him playing mysteries here.

"Mr. Murong, for Yan'er's sake, just tell me if you have something, I really have something to do." Chen Mo tried to make his tone more sincere.

Murong Ke looked at Chen Mo coldly, shook his head secretly, and had already marked Chen Mo with several dissatisfaction labels in his heart.

"Impetuous, arrogant, and arrogant to be worthy of Yan'er, it will take at least ten years to practice."

Murong Ke's voice was even colder: "I saw you because I wanted you to leave Yan'er. You can't give her happiness!"

"As compensation, I can promise you a promise, but I can't violate morals and laws!"

Hearing Murong Ke's request, Chen Mo wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh.

"Why do you all think I want to pester Yan'er? Who gives you the confidence!"

"I can tell you responsibly now that I and Yan'er are just ordinary friends, not what you think!" Chen Mo was slightly angry.

Murong Ke snorted coldly: "As a young man, I can understand your arrogance, but it's meaningless to act aggressively."

"Since ancient times, a gentle lady, a gentleman is so beautiful, Yan'er is young and beautiful, and it is not a shame that you pester her."

"However, with your current strength, it is far from enough to match Yan'er. Don't think that you can beat the Ye family kid, know the Jin family kid, and you can be proud of me. Even if it's Jin Lao and Ye Wudao were in front of me, and they were just discussing with my peers."

"You haven't seen the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and you think the Xiaoqinghe River is beautiful. That's because your vision can only be limited to the Xiaoqinghe River. How can you know the magnificent waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River! Not to mention the vast oceans that are far more vast than the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. The sea?"

"A person is truly powerful only if he is strong, and everything he can get from others is nothing but flowers in the mirror. In the end, nothing will happen."