Chapter 201

"Young Master Fufeng is joking." At this moment, Feng Qingge couldn't cry anymore, her whole face almost turned into a bitter gourd, just casually said, how could she really guess. This ancient person is really troublesome, do you want to marry back and be a daughter-in-law when you get it right?

Just not knowing how to reject the person in front of her, she only heard the voice below shouting loudly, Feng Qingge couldn't help but stunned for a moment, and quickly turned around and drove towards the round platform below. I don't know when, the auction has come to the end, the charming Bai Ling twisted and moved, lying on the outside of the iron cage, slightly sticking out the lilac uvula, licking the bloodstains on the cage.

And this crazy scene even stimulated the man below to scream.

Feng Qingge originally thought that the cage was only for ordinary spirit beasts, but when she looked at it, her pupils shrunk suddenly, staring at that point in horror, what was in the iron cage was not a spirit. beast, but a man!

He was almost naked and naked, the poor cloth was only enough to cover his buttocks, he seemed to have come out of blood, the tattered cloth hung on his body, gasping and breathing constantly, the long sword in his hand was broken. Two halves, but he remained vigilant.

A pair of lingering eyes stared at the people outside, the blood in the mouth kept overflowing, and the big hole on the left shoulder was split open, as if someone had dug out a piece and rubbed it down. This bloody scene was too cruel.

But it wasn't this that shocked Feng Qingge, it was the person inside the iron cage, Mo Yang, who went to the Golden Temple with her to learn cooking! How could that indifferent kid, a chef from an imperial student, end up like this!

Feng Qingge has seen his cooking skills, and has also sensed his strength. The boy of Xuanjie, or the disciple of Chaoyang Sect, can't be hurt like this!

Licking the strands of blood, Bai Ling stretched out that slender hand and put it gently on his mouth, as if he was not full, looked at the people under the stage, and said with a soft smile, "Everyone, this is the last one. An auction item is a precious item sent by the adults of Jiahai. The person inside is a well-known descendant of the Mo family, Mo Yang, among the four great kingdoms. He is a star master of the Xuanjie, but now the star power is blocked, It is equivalent to a piece of trash. We have checked his body and everything is in good condition. Anyone who likes pets or male pets can bring it back. The reserve price is one thousand taels. "

The low price is even more tempting.

It's just that the man in the iron cage, with blood stains on his face and fierce eyes, makes many women below dare not make an easy bid.

They all need strong men, such a thin boy without handsome looks, even if they buy them back, they are not enough.

"Go, clean him up, let the sisters see, one thousand taels, it's a good deal." Bai Ling laughed softly after seeing through everyone around him.

The big man under the round platform quickly came to the stage, opened the door of the iron cage with a "bang", grabbed Mo Yang's long hair and dragged it outside, the cold water washed his body, and the icy face showed Come. Along with the little piece of cloth left on his body, he was stripped naked, and he was naked and naked before everyone's eyes.

His eyes stared at the private room on the second floor. He clenched his teeth, but he couldn't speak. This humiliation, Mo Yang, will forever be remembered.

"Oh my God, he's so handsome, I haven't found it out just now, this identity, tsk tsk, I'll give you 2,000 taels!"

"Go away, you ugly woman, you still want a handsome guy, I'll give you 3,000!"

"Five thousand!"

His lean body, due to long-term training, was as perfect as a cheetah. What was even more rare was that his own complexion was very white. After being stripped, except for those scars, it was like a boiled and peeled egg. , white and tender.

And how could this group of women of eight mothers miss this opportunity.

It's really Mo Yang!

If you were in doubt just now, now is the time to confirm.

What kind of conflict did the people of Jiahai have with Mo Yang, but...

She gritted her teeth and looked at the situation below, but Feng Qingge didn't dare to take action rashly. If she caught Jia Hai's attention, she might have been exposed. Holding her hands tightly, she watched the price below be raised to 50,000 taels. After no one bid, the plump and fat woman, smeared with rouge and gouache, went to kiss Mo Yang.

And the person who couldn't resist took advantage of the situation and bit the fat woman's face, tearing the flesh off the woman's cheek abruptly.

"Ahhh, you, damn..." The fat woman wailed, covering her cheeks.

"Touch!" Bai Ling's shot was quick, and a high kick fell, hitting the back of Mo Yang's head fiercely. She squatted down coldly, grabbed Mo Yang's chin with her fingers, and sneered: "A mere auction item, you dare to bite, I'll take off your chin first!"

With a "click", Mo Yang's jaw shifted and he couldn't close his mouth at all. The saliva in his mouth kept spilling out, his body trembled, and the blood on the back of his head kept gushing out, but he rolled up in discomfort, and his breathing became a little heavier.

Standing up and clapping his hands, Bai Ling laughed softly: "This lady, the slave bit your flesh, we will compensate you. As for this slave, it's you..."

"One hundred thousand taels!" Finally, the cold voice came from the private room, and Feng Qingge couldn't help it, and broke out directly.

She really had no choice but to watch Mo Yang being beaten below. Although he had a cold temper and didn't talk much with her, he did his best in the match at the Temple of the Golden Luan. Although he didn't say a word, he always helped them.

The lukewarm appearance seems to refuse people thousands of miles away, but he is not good at communicating with people.

It was a favor in the last Jinluan Temple competition. Without Mo Yang's help, she would not have been so successful, nor would she have met Fatty Jin and gained the right to participate in the competition.

"One hundred thousand taels, is there anyone who needs it?" Bai Ling was slightly startled, that voice was definitely not from Mr. Fufeng's, so it must be the kid who went up. Oh, I didn't expect such a man, in addition to women likes, men also like it very much.

The black figure slowly walked downstairs and came to the round platform under the eyes of everyone. Feng Qingge ignored the fat woman whose face was bitten by half, and stretched out her hand and pressed it on Mo Yang's shoulder. The scorching temperature was extremely hot, and she couldn't help frowning, "You have a fever?"

With so many wounds and not being treated in time, it is natural to have a fever.

However, when these four words fell into Bai Ling's ears, she burst out laughing. Withdrawing her glamorous gaze, she leaned against the iron cage charmingly, stretched her slender fingers across her cheeks, and smiled softly: "Of course not, before playing, in order to make him obedient, we have already given him. The strongest charm and medicine, you can enjoy it when you go back. If you don't need such dregs, you can just throw it aside, you won't die, you will only waste half your life."