"Wait a minute!" Feng Range suddenly shouted, interrupting Zhang Qingke's words: "Hall Master Zhang, as the host of this auction, I'm afraid it's not good for you to do this!

Feng Range's words are what everyone else wants to say, this kind of hosting method is too domineering! Or it doesn't consider its own interests at all!

Zhang Qingke smiled slightly: "What's wrong? You yourself are slow to call, do you blame me?" In addition, this auction is fully responsible for the head of the hall, and the head of the hall can decide how he wants. ”

Zhang Qingke's expression changed suddenly: "The auction in the middle of the building, how can you be questioned by a junior at will, if you want to question it, bring your old man!"

Love to buy, don't buy!"

Although Zhang Qingke's behavior is very inappropriate, he has that strong capital! Even if he is dissatisfied, he has to hold on. Everyone only hopes that Guan Yuxi will not look at other things at random, otherwise there will be no share of them!

Feng Range's face was gloomy, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"Smack!"

Feng Range smashed the table in the box with a punch, but there was a lot of anger in his heart!

Zhang Qingke's voice came slowly: "Deliberately damage a table, compensate for a thousand high-grade purple jade." ”

Many people shook their heads and sighed, it seems that this Fengxia Sect is in trouble, and the contradiction here must be not small.

And after Guan Yuxi auctioned off the soul condensing grass, she fell into deep thought, and what happened in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

Guan Yuxi found that Jun Yuanxie was looking at him, and then turned his head to look at Jun Yuanxie, and smiled slightly.

If you want to make progress, it is impossible for Jun Yuanye to chase after him, only he can take a step forward and make some attempts.

The two only felt that there was a thread in their hearts, connecting each other, as if they were Xuanqi, and the two were one and circulated with each other.

Jun Yuanxie hurriedly retracted his gaze and looked ahead.

"I bought it for you. ”

Guan Yuxi's voice came, Jun Yuanxi's heart moved, he didn't expect Guan Yuxi to be like this.

"Thank you, I'll pay you back in the future!" said nothing, making a small promise.

Guan Yuxi nodded slightly, I wanted to say no, but Jun Yuanxi's self-esteem, I still know a thing or two.

Qiu Jiang shook his head, and secretly said in his heart: Poor guy!

Feeling that someone was looking at him, Qiu Jiang looked to the side, and Jiang Qiu's resentful gaze flashed. Qiu Jiang frowned and said, "Stupid, what do you think I'm doing?"

Looking at Qiu Jiang's disgusted face, Jiang Qiu could only smile bitterly in his heart and no longer looked at him.

Jun Yuanxie naturally heard Qiu Jiang's words, and secretly said in his heart: "Poor guy!"

In the next few elixir auctions, there was no official Yuxi's voice, which also made this auction look much more normal.

As the dust settled on the last elixir Sisheng Flower, Zhang Qingke said slowly: "The elixir auction is over, and the next step is the spirit treasure auction!"

Jun Yuanxie and Qiu Jiang glanced at each other, and there was a certain number in their hearts, it seemed that the Liuyin Grass was the last to appear as the finale elixir. From this aspect, it can also be seen that the Flowing Yin Grass is not good, and Jun Yuanxie wants to get the Flowing Yin Grass, I'm afraid he has to sell himself!

"Ahem!" Ye Sorrow seemed to have just woken up from a dream, rubbed his little eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't you mean it, I accidentally fell asleep! You also know that my brother is very sad at night, so he can only sleep during the day!"

Night Dream Butterfly rolled her eyes and said lightly: "It's okay, it's good that you come back to life, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for you to turn over if you fall into Gentle Township." ”

Ye Mengdie said that Ye Meng Die naturally could distinguish Ye Sorrow, but he could only smile embarrassedly, and then said domineeringly: "Sister, the next thing is the Lingbao auction, do you want my brother to buy it all for you?"

Hearing Ye Chou say this, Ye Mengdie's eyes seemed to have light, and the previous boredom was also swept away: "What you said!"

In order to make up for the night dream butterfly, it seems that this time he has to go bankrupt!

Thinking like this, the sad face of the night also relaxed.

A slender box appeared in Zhang Qingke's hand, and he said: "The first piece, Han Xiao Sword! This is the Yuhan real person sword ten thousand years ago, and it belongs to the heaven-level spirit treasure. The starting price - 10,000 high-grade purple jade, one bid, no less than 1,000 high-grade purple jade!"

Although the Hanxiao sword is equipped with a sword box, its cold air is undiminished. Yuhan Zhenren is a person at the peak of the Lingxiao Realm ten thousand years ago, a powerhouse who is infinitely close to the peak of his death. His sword, not only the sword intent still exists, maybe you can also understand the artistic conception of its sword cultivation. Read good books

I didn't expect this first spiritual treasure to be so precious, and this price was really too low.

"10,000 ......"

"Fifteen thousand!"

......

"Thirty thousand!"

Feng Range asked for the price again after Duolun stopped, and he couldn't imagine the purpose of this trip, but he actually appeared so early! And in the box, many people began to bid. Lingxiao Realm majored in swords, and if you can get the sword of Yuhan Zhenren, even if you can't comprehend the sword intent, that sword is also a good weapon.

The auction continued, and the bidding continued one after another. And Ye Chou is still waiting, there is no bidding, Ye Mengdie is not panicking, since Ye Chou has promised her, he will not break his promise.

"How did Yuhan Zhenren die?" "Night Dream Butterfly is more interested in this, it is stronger than a strong person in the later stage of life, and it will also die and die. Night Dream Butterfly naturally didn't think that he died because of his lack of longevity, and he must have been killed.

"Sixty thousand!" As soon as the young man next to Ye Chou finished speaking, he heard Ye Mengdie's question, and took the initiative to say through Ye Chou: "Yu Han Zhenren was a man of the year in the Lingxiao Realm ten thousand years ago, and he seemed to be the guest elder of the Xia family at that time. But then he was beheaded by a sword cultivator on the top of the wind and snow, and he vaguely remembered what the sword cultivator who cut him was called Phantom. Later, the person named Phantom seemed to have founded a sect, but left that sect soon after.

Speaking of which, that's a genius sword cultivator!"

The boy was a little shy at first talking to Nightmare, until the end, his eyes were full of adoration.

Night Dream Butterfly didn't pay attention to the boy's diligence at all, and listened to it.

Ye couldn't help asking, "Didn't you just say that you only have 30,000 purple jade?"

The young man touched his head and said embarrassedly: "What I said is true, but this Hanxiao Sword is not something that can be obtained by 60,000 high-grade purple jade, I am just doing it for fun, hehe." ”

Feng Range carefully estimated how much spirit jade the things he brought were worth, Han Xiao Sword, he was determined to get it.

When Qiu Jiang heard Han Xiao's sword, he seemed to fall into a recollection, the top of the wind and snow, a sword to seal the gods!

"One hundred thousand!"

The first spirit treasure has already reached this point, which really surprised some people. And what is even more surprising is that this thing can even be found in the building in the building, this is something from 10,000 years ago!

Feng Range's gaze fell on the young man, this son was either something, or there was another backstage. And his gaze turned to the right of the young man, and landed on the night dream butterfly. Although he only has to have his back, there is no such thing as a back killer in this cultivation world. That breath alone is fascinating.

"150,000 high-grade purple jade!"

Zhang Qingke shouted: "150,000 high-grade purple jade, is there anything higher?"

If it weren't for the purpose of enlivening the atmosphere, Zhang Qingke would not have bothered to pretend, and this 150,000 high-grade purple jade would not be like this in the eyes of the owner of the auction hall in the middle floor of his building. In the eyes of other hall masters, it is not simple. Zhang Qingke secretly rejoiced that it was really simple and comfortable to do things in this auction hall!

"170,000, 170,000 high-grade purple jade! Who else?

Zhang Qingke forgot to shout, this first spiritual treasure, but he personally selected it, naturally has to achieve its goal.

Feng Range's face is ugly, you are counting! Counting so fast just now, now this look is simply hateful!

In the Xia family's box, Xia Weiyi's gaze stayed on Xia Yiwei for a short time, and she smiled deeply. Picking up the token, he said softly: "Two hundred thousand high-grade purple jade." ”

Zhang Qingke originally thought that the dust was about to settle, but he didn't expect that someone would come to join him, so he immediately shouted and started again.

Feng Range's face was really unsightly, gloomy to the extreme.

A handful of heaven-level spiritual treasures, 1670,000 high-grade purple jade is very profitable, but the person in the box directly shouted out a high price of 200,000! Here I have to sigh that this hidden family in the Eastern Regions has spiritual jade, and he is a big sect in the Southern Regions, but when it comes to spiritual jade, it may not be as good as one-tenth or two-tenths of others.

"Young master?" the old man snorted softly beside Feng Range, for fear that the sound would be too loud and let Feng Range find trouble for him.

The flesh on Feng Range's face moved, and he raised his hand to stop what the old man wanted to say: "I know, but, Han Xiaojian, you can't let it go!"

Yuhan Zhenren, formerly known as Feng Yuhan, is the ancestor of the Fengxia Sect, and now his sword is back in the rivers and lakes, as the descendant of the Fengxia Sect, how can he easily let it go. Feng Range only vaguely remembered that after Feng Yuhan opened the sect, he began to travel far away.

When he first heard that Feng Yuhan had become an elder of the Xia family, the elders of the Fengxia Sect did not believe it at that time. When he wanted to confirm it, he learned that Feng Yuhan was slashed by Phantom on the top of the wind and snow. And when the people of the Wind Hero Sect go to the top of the wind and snow, not to mention the Han Xiao Sword, even the corpse capital of Feng Yuhan is gone!

"Two hundred and one thousand!" After Feng Range called the price, he immediately bowed his hand to the Xia family's box and said: "Daoist friend of the Xia family, this Hanxiao sword is my Fengxia Sect Ancestor Feng Yuhan sword, and it is for this sword that I came down to do it, and I hope that Daoist friends will be perfected!"