Nie Chen didn't say much, he had to admit that when he saw Qiu Wanhai wanting to get close to Nie Ling'er, there was indeed a trace of anger in his heart, but he didn't know that Nie Chen, who was reincarnated in the third life, was always lonely, although his first and second lives had achieved some earth-shattering achievements, but they were all orphans, and there was always only the old man named Gu Cang by his side. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Therefore, for the people around him who care about him, Nie Chen is extremely valuable, and this Nie Ling'er is obviously one of them.

Qiu Wanhai saw that Nie Chen didn't pay attention to him, so he walked straight to his private room with his entourage, occasionally looking at the backs of Nie Chen and Nie Ling'er, with a deep unwillingness in his eyes. Hmph, when His Royal Highness the Great Prince inherits the throne in the future, I will definitely make Nie Ling'er my forbidden body.

At this time, the position of the Wanbaolou auction hall was already full of people one after another, and the surrounding atmosphere became more and more noisy. The origins of these people are very complicated, there are rich people wearing brocade clothes and satin, there are important ministers in high positions, and even some martial artists who are quite weak, they also sit quietly in their positions, their eyes slightly closed, and they don't say a word.

Nie Chen and Nie Ling'er went upstairs, and saw a row of VIP private rooms in front of them. There is a plaque hanging on the lintel of each private room, all the plaques are made of sandalwood, and the font is cast in silver, including "Treasure Pavilion", "Bright Moon Pavilion", "Dicui Pavilion" and so on; There is only one of the largest private rooms, and the font on the plaque is golden, with three big characters of "Wanbao Pavilion" written on it, and the name is the same as that of Wanbao Building.

Nie Chen took a look, and then walked towards the "Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion" curiously.

"Your Royal Highness the Fifth Prince."

A woman's voice came into Nie Chen's ears, and Nie Chen looked back and saw a woman with a bewitching figure walking towards him. This woman's name is Misha, she is the No. 1 auctioneer of Wanbaolou, she is only about 18 years old, but she is a head taller than Nie Chen, a red bandeau dress shows her shoulders, her chest is tall and straight, and a light blue butterfly tattooed on her chest is even more enchanting, her jade skin is as white as mutton fat, and her long red hair is scattered on her shoulders.

"Miss Misha," Nie Chen greeted softly.

At this time, Misha walked towards Nie Chen, and before the person arrived, there was a burst of aroma, the taste was fresh and elegant, strong and vulgar. Sexy lips opened and closed, and Misha said softly: "Your Royal Highness the Fifth Prince, this Wanbao Pavilion has been booked today, and your private room is in Mingyue Pavilion." ”

Oh? Nie Chen's eyes lit up, "Could it be that the father is also here?" Nie Chen asked.

Misha's big sultry eyes smiled into a crescent: "No, but the identity of this guest is also very noble, and it is inconvenient for me to disclose it." ”

Nie Chen saw that Misha didn't want to say more, and he didn't force it, so he took Nie Ling'er's hand and entered the Yueming Pavilion. Looking at Nie Chen's back, Misha's eyebrows raised slightly, when did this famous gentleman become so easy to speak? Then, without much thought, he turned around and walked downstairs.

The Wanbaolou auction hall can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and today it was packed, not only was the venue full, but even outside the venue there were many people who could not enter because they could not get the invitation letter. What will be auctioned at this largest auction event in the Northern Liang Kingdom has undoubtedly attracted the attention of countless people. Many people have come to try their luck, and maybe they can exchange a great opportunity for themselves here. Of course, there are also people who come not for the auction, but just to see Misha's peerless beauty.

Look, the beauty sitting in front is Misha! I don't know who shouted it. Immediately after that, the people around them turned their eyes to the bewitching figure in front of the auction table.

"That's Misha? Sure enough, it lives up to its name..."

"Wow, it's just a natural stunner, if you can marry this woman back as a wife, it will be really in vain."

"Don't daydream, this woman is not simple at all, I heard that the power behind her is extremely deep, even our Emperor His Majesty does not dare to provoke easily..."

Everyone was talking, and they were all salivating for Misha's beauty.

Nie Chen's gaze lingered on Misha's body for a moment, and then he looked at the Wanbao Pavilion, and saw that the window of the Wanbao Pavilion was wide open, but there was a curtain made of tulle, and there seemed to be a figure sitting in the room, faintly revealing a hint of mystery. Nie Chen felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him, so he looked around and saw Qiu Wanhai and the others sitting in the private room called the Treasure Pavilion watching this side, and their eyes kept wandering back and forth on Nie Ling'er and Misha.

Nie Ling'er obviously noticed Qiu Wanhai's gaze, her brows couldn't help frowning slightly, she turned sideways slightly, moved behind Nie Chen, and stretched out her jade-like arm to hold Nie Chen. At this time, Qiu Wanhai's gaze immediately became colder.

After a drum sounded, the auction officially began. An old man in a cyan robe walked slowly to the auction table, arched his hand to the surroundings, and said in a loud voice: "Today is the last day of my Wanbao Pavilion National Business Festival. ”

Although the sound was not loud, the noise that passed through the scene clearly reached everyone's ears. Such a deep internal force, at least the cultivation of the Yuan, Nie Chen secretly said in his heart, it seems that this Wanbao Pavilion really has some fame.

Hearing Ling Yuntu's words, the venue instantly fell silent, and then Ling Yuntu smiled slightly, and said: "There are a total of ten treasures to be auctioned today, please choose from all the guests here, I hope everyone can auction their own treasures." Then, Ling Yuntu changed his words: "However, if someone dares to make trouble and cause trouble here, I believe everyone understands the rules of my Wanbaolou." In addition, the things that are auctioned out from here today are protected by Wanbao Lou, and before the buyer arrives safely, if someone wants to do something to our customers without opening their eyes, hum~~~ The consequences are at their own risk! After speaking, his eyes slowly scanned downward, and the entire venue was silent, and it seemed that everyone had no objection to Ling Yuntu's words.

Nie Chen secretly said in his heart, if he can say this, this Wanbaolou must have a lot of strength behind him. Turning his head to look at Nie Ling'er, Nie Ling'er was already sitting next to Nie Chen, looking around naughtily with her big eyes open, looking eager to try.

"Alright, without further ado, the auction begins!" As Ling Yuntu's last sentence fell, a beautiful woman came up to the stage and said softly: "Distinguished guests, Xin'er is here to thank you for coming to the show, there are 10 items on sale today, the first 9 pieces will be taken by me for everyone, and the last 1 piece will be presided over by Miss Misha herself." Next, please come out with the first treasure. ”

Immediately afterwards, a big man walked up to the stage with a long box in his hand, as soon as he opened the lid of the box, there was a green light shot out of the box, everyone stared at it, a tiger head knife was lying quietly in the box, the tiger head on the handle of the knife was carved vividly, as if roaring in the sky, the knife body was green, smooth as a mirror, there was a domineering spirit in the weirdness, and the light on the blade was even better, and a round of dazzling brilliance was emitted under the refraction of the light, as if a knife was about to rush out, making people feel a chill.

Everyone present held their breath, and suddenly a faint voice came out with a hint of shock: "Hantan Tiger Blade?!" ”

Xin'er stretched out her jade hand and introduced: "This knife is called Hantan Tiger Blade, the knife is three feet long, weighs thirty-three catties, and the body is cast with fire iron (remember to see the fastest update in one second), and is quenched with the thousand-year-old Bitan water in the extremely cold land, which is indestructible, sharpening iron like mud, it is said that the refiner of this knife is a four-grade creator of the Dayan Empire." ”

Chemist! Nie Chen once saw an introduction to this profession in the Library Pavilion, the Cultivator is a mysterious group, if the martial artist is mainly to cultivate the Yuan Force, then the Cultivator is mainly to cultivate the spiritual power, the cultivation of the ancient soul, the creation of the heaven and the earth, the title of the Creator comes from this. Because the cultivation of spiritual power is ethereal and full of hardships, the proportion of cultivators is much rarer than that of martial artists, and it is extremely difficult to achieve anything. However, once he becomes a cultivator, he is the target of various sects, because the cultivator is mainly based on spiritual power attacks, and this kind of attack is extremely weird, and martial artists of the same level cannot resist it at all. Moreover, the Cultivator also has the ability to refine various elixirs and weapons, and the Cultivator is divided into nine grades, and a Creator with more than three grades is by no means an exaggeration to describe it as a rich and rival country. These four cultivators, even within the Great Yan Empire, are only a handful.

Everyone heard that this knife was from the hand of a four-grade cultivator, and they all cast envious glances, and some people couldn't bear to prepare an offer.

Seeing that the atmosphere under the field had become active, Xin'er showed a hint of pride, and said with beautiful eyes: "This knife was originally the treasure of the Blood Wolf Gang, but later the Blood Wolf Gang was destroyed by the Xiantian Gate. Next, please start bidding, the low price of silver tattoo 1 million taels, each increase shall not be less than 500,000 taels..."

"Two million taels!" Before Xin'er could finish speaking, an old man immediately shouted.

A fat man dressed in gorgeous clothes stood up and shouted, "Three million taels!" As he spoke, he squinted at the old man.

"Five million taels!" The old man shouted not to be outdone when he saw that someone was competing with him.

"Seven million taels!"

Everyone looked for prestige, only to see a sturdy middle-aged man raise his right hand high, and shouted out the high price of seven million without thinking, obviously aiming for this treasure knife.

In the corner of the auction room, there were a few people sitting silently in the guest seats at this moment, their clothes and appearances were very ordinary, and they sat there without attracting attention at all. One of them stared at the treasure knife in the field as if he was fascinated, and when he heard someone shouting seven million taels, he couldn't help but raise his hand to ask for a quote. However, just as his arm was raised, he was forcibly pressed down by a person next to him, and whispered: "What are you doing?!" ”