No matter how urgent it is, the news can't get out, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to get a good price. [Full text reading.]

"Just ten days. Night Star Han said with a final word.

"Both, do you want to go into our auction house to have a look, our auction house has a lot of good things. The manager smiled at the night star cold and said lightly.

Qing Qian nodded and said, "Okay!"

Qing Qian and Ye Xinghan followed the steward and walked into the auction house with great interest.

There are a lot of things in the auction house, but the shallow vision has improved a lot, and most of the things in the auction house can't get into the shallow eye.

"What is this?" asked Qing Qian, looking at a fiery red whip that was locked in the center of the hall.

"This is the magic weapon that refiner Yan Li left in our auction house. The steward said lightly, his tone revealing a bit of regret.

"This whip is in really good condition. Qing Qian crossed her arms and said, Little Radish is very fond of using whips, and this whip should be very suitable for her taste.

"How many spirit stones do you need!" asked Qing Qing, looking directly at the whip in the crystal cabinet, his eyes sparkling.

"You don't need spirit stones, you need the Mixed Yuan Soul Solid Pill. Yan Li's only son, Yan He, fell into a plot, and it was rumored that only the Mixed Yuan Soul Solid Pill could recover his injuries. This whip has been placed here for more than two hundred years, and no one has come to change this whip, in order to refine this magic weapon, most of Yan Li's net worth has been placed on it. The steward sighed.

Yan Li has a good relationship with the auction house, and he has always deeply regretted Yan He's matter.

In fact, the value of the Mixed Yuan Soul Solid Pill is no weaker than this flame whip.

So, it's not easy to get this deal done.

"Mixed Yuan Solid Soul Pill!" "Qing Shan looked directly at the flame whip that was blocked by many prohibitions.

Turning his head, he looked at the night star and said expectantly: "Han, I want it." ”

Ye Xinghan crossed his arms, nodded, smiled faintly, and said, "Okay." ”

When the steward heard this, he couldn't help but look at Ye Xinghan with some surprise, and said, "Brother, do you have the Mixed Yuan Solid Soul Pill in your hand?"

Night Star Han shook his head and said, "No." ”

"What about you?" the steward couldn't help but look at Night Star Han a little strangely.

Night Star Han smiled faintly, and said disappreciatively: "Not now, soon there will be." ”

The steward looked at Night Star Han with puzzlement.

The corners of Qing's mouth hooked up a bright smile, "Han is the best for me." ”

Night Star Han scratched his shallow nose, "I'm not good to you, who else can I be good to?"

Qing Qian saw the steward next to him, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"For the auction, there is the labor steward. Night Star said lightly.

"It should be, it should be. The steward respectfully sent the night star cold and light out of the door.

"Lord Steward, who are these two?" asked the maid, puzzled.

"Although I can't see their identities, it's definitely not as simple as cultivating in the Silver Immortal Realm, even if our prince comes, it can't compare to the dignity of the two. ”

The steward looked at the night star cold and the shallow back, and said with a solemn face.

The maid's eyes widened in surprise, she never thought that the steward would have such a high opinion of the two of them.

"More noble than all of us Feng princes?" the maid was full of surprise, "but they look so young. ”

"He looks so young, and he can't even ...... cultivation," the steward shook his head, he was just a little boy when he was young.