Dongyang Yibo looked pale, like a manifestation of excessive indulgence, but when he saw the female nun brought to the auction table, there was a flash in his eyes.

Such a rascal, it's right to confirm that it's a flower picker!

"This man is very active in the city recently. He used to be very low-key and never appeared in public!"

Worried that Chen Ping didn't know his origin, the female nun of the Dan Hall quickly introduced Chen Ping: "he is the grandson of the elder Dongyang disciple."

"Do you know what he did?"

Chen Ping is very curious. Don't the Dan Hall know what Wang Chengdu can find out with such a powerful information system.

"I know!" The female nun of the Dan Hall whispered, "this man is lecherous. Even the female nun of our Dan Hall, he dares to flirt."

The female nun of the Dan Hall can't forget the look in Dongyang Yibo's eyes when he saw himself last time, as if he wanted to eat himself.

She doesn't like people like Dongyang Yibo very much, but the identity of the other party is there, so she can't be angry.

If it was Chen Ping, she would rather paste it upside down. Unfortunately, the teenager in front of her seems not interested in her body.

"So, baihuazong knows!"

Chen Ping frowned and worked for a long time, which everyone knows.

"Should know!"

In fact, the female nun of Dan Hall knows very well. Baihuazong must know. It's just this kind of thing. She can't say it.

With a sigh from the bottom of his heart, Chen Ping looked at Dongyang Yibo and a killing opportunity flashed in his eyes. Unfortunately, even if he did it himself, he was not the opponent of Dongyang Yibo. At least this guy was a real monk in judan territory.

Even if his cultivation in the gathering place is a little wrong, it is also a genuine cultivation.

At the auction site, several nuns were escorted up.

The posture of these female practitioners is very graceful, just like they are made of water. Their cultivation skills are special,

Is to serve men and practice.

Seeing these women, there was no desire in Chen Ping's eyes. For him, enjoyment was a waste of life.

The nun of the Dan Hall noticed Chen Ping's expression and sighed in her heart. There were few people like him.

The children of aristocratic families outside are crazy. When they see these nuns, their eyes are almost bulging. They are so excited and shout. They want to rush up now and hold these nuns in their arms and rub them severely.

The people outside are crazy. It's like beating chicken blood one by one. For them, the spirit stone spent is just pocket money.

"Who dares to argue with me!"

A big drink spread all around. It was Dongyang Yibo. He directly stood up, looked at these aristocratic children coldly and said, "labor and capital have a crush on it. Who dares to bid!"

His words sobered up the children of the aristocratic family who were dazzled by desire. No one dared to say nonsense for fear of offending the new young master of Dongyang family.

"Young master Yibo likes it. We just want to buy it for him!"

The children of aristocratic families who are quick to respond quickly flatter, and many children of aristocratic families immediately agree; "Yes, we bought it for you!"

"Can't I afford it?"

Dongyang Yibo disdained: "don't think I don't know what you think, you waste. I have some spirit stones. Do you need to send them?"

Dongyang Yibo's character is like this. He was looked down upon before. He is also a marginal figure in Dongyang family. Even in Dongyang family, no one wants to see him.