_Chapter 562: Jokes

Han Yu'er's martial soul is a seed, although it has not yet hatched, it belongs to the category of plants. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

This thing is extremely useful to Han Yu'er.

Chen Feng suddenly thought of something, and asked Ziyue: "Ziyue, there is actually soul power in this kind of thing, which can nourish the martial soul and even upgrade the martial soul, so is it effective for an existence like you?"

Ziyue pondered for a moment and said, "There is an effect, but the effect is not great, far less than the nourishing effect on the martial soul." You might as well use it for your senior sister!"

She knew Chen Feng very well and knew why Chen Feng valued this thing so much.

Chen Feng looked at her, a warm smile appeared in his eyes, and said, "I decided to buy this thing, you and Senior Sister are half of each other." ”

What else did Ziyue have to say, Chen Feng had already interrupted her and said, "Ziyue, don't say anything more, I have already made a decision." ”

"I haven't been able to get you some soul-nourishing medicine these days, and I know you need this urgently. ”

"I understand your thoughts, you think that there will be some waste of this thing on you, but in my opinion, anything that works for the soul that nourishes you and is good for you is not a waste when it is used on you. ”

Ziyue's eyes showed a touch of emotion, she looked at Chen Feng blankly, and suddenly asked, "Chen Feng, you are so good to me, what do you say if I like you?"

Chen Feng couldn't help but be happy, and then flicked her little head: "You little guy, what do you want?"

Ziyue snorted dissatisfiedly, wrinkled her little nose and said, "What should I do if I knock on someone's head again, knock someone stupid?"

The two were laughing, and at this time, in the auction hall outside, the bidding for this bottle of five-thousand-year-old white ghost vine occupation had begun.

Bidding was very hot, almost from the start, and prices kept climbing.

The starting price of this bottle of juice was 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and now, it has climbed to 24,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

Many people have shown interest in this, after all, the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure that can improve the level of the martial soul cannot be overstated.

But if you are interested, if you want to bid, you must have the corresponding strength.

Soon, there were only five people left in the hall who kept bidding.

And after a tea time, the price has climbed to 51,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

Three more people withdrew from the bid, and now only two people are left in the auction hall.

One is a fat man in brocade clothes, and the other is a person who looks like a housekeeper, although he is wearing a green coat and a small hat, but his bearing is quite majestic, and he should be the steward of a big family.

The two kept bidding, and the price climbed all the way.

Finally, the fat man in brocade once again shouted the price: "60,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

After hearing this price, the butler's face also showed nervousness, sweat on his forehead, he thought for a while, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finally shouted: "I give up the bid." ”

When the fat man in brocade heard that he had given up, he was extremely proud, stood up, looked around, and laughed wildly.

He said proudly: "This bottle of white ghost vine juice belongs to me!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the stage.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, because a voice came from a certain box: "Seventy thousand medium-grade spirit stones!"

The person who shouted the price was Chen Feng, and he raised the price by 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones at once, just to let this fat man recognize the gap between him and himself, and stop raising the price indiscriminately.

When the fat man heard this, he immediately became furious, and shouted at the box where Chen Feng was: "Which one is not eye-opening? Dare to bid with Lao Tzu!"

Chen Feng smiled faintly, he didn't have the same knowledge as him, he could see that this fat man's cultivation was very ordinary.

The fat man in brocade scolded and scolded, but he also had to abide by the rules of the Xie family's auction house.

The female auctioneer on the stage was already smiling and said, "Please continue to bid." ”

The fat man thought about it for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I'll give up." ”

Sixty thousand medium-grade spirit stones were already the highest price he could come up with.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, his strategy was still successful, if he only added a little, maybe this fat man would continue to add more.

If it becomes a battle of wills, I don't know how far the price will go.

He directly added 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, which also made this fat man in brocade retreat.

It looked like he had won the game and had the bottle in his hand.

The auctioneer was also very satisfied with the price, and she was able to get a considerable commission from it, and she asked loudly, "Is there any further increase in the price?"

There was no one in the audience answering, and the female auctioneer had already raised her hammer and was ready to knock it down.

At this moment, a lazy, playful voice suddenly came out: "My master bid, seventy thousand and one medium-grade spirit stones." ”

Chen Feng's brows suddenly furrowed when he heard this, if it was a fair bidding, he was not afraid of anything, but this person only added a medium-grade spirit stone on top of the price he offered, which was obviously to stir up trouble.

Listening to this voice, he felt a little familiar, and when he thought about it, he remembered that this voice seemed to be the burly follower beside the alchemist Ge Dan.

Chen Feng frowned and continued to quote: "Eighty thousand medium-grade spirit stones!"

Sure enough, the other party bid again: "Eighty thousand and one medium-grade spirit stones." ”

The loud voice was full of banter, as if he was deliberately teasing Chen Feng.