Nangong Yi ignored Yan Zumiao's anger, and still competed with each other: "The old man's meaning is obvious, if you want the old man to prove yourself, you have to prove yourself first." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoOtherwise, you'd better not point fingers in front of the old man! ”

     The middle-aged man in the red robe had long wanted to resolve this turmoil, and when he saw the man in black say this, he hurriedly turned into a peacemaker, and said to Yan Zumi: "What this senior said is not unreasonable, just Yan Sanye will take out the silver first and let this senior take a look, so as to dispel his suspicions." ”

    Although Yan Zumiao was angry, he really had a task in coming to Jubaotang. If the mission fails because of his anger, the consequences are not something he can afford.

    Thinking of this, Yan Zumiao finally gritted his teeth fiercely. Reaching into his arms, he grabbed a stack of silver tickets, raised them in the air, and said: "This is the silver ticket on the old man's body, fifteen of one million taels, twenty of five hundred thousand taels, thirty of one hundred thousand taels, a total of twenty-eight million taels, all here!" Now it's his turn! ”

    After speaking, Yan Zumian glanced at Nangong Yi and said to the middle-aged man in the red robe.

     Before the middle-aged man in the red robe could speak, he saw Nangong Yi reach out and grab a stack of silver tickets, and said loudly without looking at everyone: "Although the old man doesn't have much silver here, it just happens to be almost 20 million taels." For this auction, it should be enough! ”

    Yan Zumiang is so discerning, when Nangong Yi took out the stack of silver tickets, he could already see how many taels there were.

     stopped talking for a moment and sat back in his place with a stupid face. neither apologized to Nangong Yi, nor explained to the middle-aged man in the red robe, looking like Lao Tzu felt that he was right.

    But here, Nangong Yi will not easily expose this matter.

     only waited for him to slowly put away the silver, and then took another sip of tea before saying: "Yan Laosan, I just said that you were disrespectful to the old man just now, today you want to shoot the remaining five Shenfeng, you have to consider the silver in the old man's hand!" ”

    Everyone is not stupid, as soon as they heard Nangong Yi's words full of indignation, they immediately understood what he meant.

    For a while, everyone's hearts couldn't help but smile: "Yan Zuming, aren't you very awesome?" Aren't you arrogant? Today can be regarded as kicking the iron plate, purely asking for discomfort, real death! ”

    A turmoil gradually passed, and the middle-aged man in the red robe couldn't help but snort, and said to Yan Zumi: "The black-clothed senior bid 2.5 million taels, and Yan Sanye wants to increase the price?" ”

    Yan Zumiao was depressed for a while, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't get used to the man in black, he was afraid that he would have already photographed two divine blades by now. But it's come to this, and it's too late to regret it.

    For today's plan, I can only continue to increase the price until the man in black doesn't want to embarrass himself anymore.

     Thinking of this, Yan Zumiao couldn't help but sigh secretly and said, "I'll give three million taels!" ”

    "Five million taels! ”

    Before Yan Zumiao's voice dissipated, Nangong Yi shouted immediately.

    "I'll give six million taels!" ”

    Yan Zumiang's anger had already disappeared for the most part, but after hearing the sound of increasing the price of two million taels out of thin air, a fire rose in his heart, drawing out all the previous anger.

    "Eight million taels! ”

    Nangong Yi said in a low tone, but he said leisurely.

    The others in the auction hall were completely silent, and they had nothing else to do in the face of the mysterious black-clothed man and Yan Zumian's death.

     also watched the excitement, as well as Yin Tangyao and Hong Qiandu. When they first saw Yan Zumiao and the mysterious man in black fighting, Yin and Hong had already expected that Yan Zumiao would not end well.

    And it turns out that Yin and Hong's expectations are almost not much different. At this time, in addition to sneering, all they had left was sympathy and pity for Yan Zuming.

    "Nine million taels! ”

    Yan Zumian was about to explode, staring at Nangong Yi in the distance angrily, gritting his teeth or continuing to increase the price.

     The auction price is now more than five times higher than the price of the lot itself, but it continues to climb.

    "Ten million taels, hehe, I just don't let you have a good time, I just want you to retreat!" ”

    Nangong Yi shouted leisurely, and did not forget to hit Yan Zushu psychologically and spiritually.

    "Bastard thing, it's really annoying to me! ”

    Yan Zuluo roared in his heart, and the killing intent in his whole body was almost condensed into substance.

    "Twelve million taels! If you want Lao Tzu to quit, don't even think about it! ”

     In a fit of rage, Yan Zu threw out such a sentence viciously.

    Nangong Yi couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this, he was waiting for this sentence. Although he was also raising the price before, he still had a little worry in his heart.

    Once his bid was too high, Yan Zuming withdrew directly. Then this rotten persimmon will eventually stink in your own hands. In this way, it is tantamount to lifting a stone and shooting yourself in the foot.

    But now that Yan Zumiao said this, he said it in front of everyone. Then, if he wants to withdraw from the auction, he must consider his face and the reputation of the Yan family.

    This sentence not only eliminated Nangong Yi's doubts, but also completely blocked all the back roads of Yan Zuming. As long as Nangong Yi continues to increase the price, it is conceivable that those silver tickets in Yan Zumiao's arms will become Nangong Yi's sooner or later.

    "Do you think this old man will be afraid of you? It's ridiculous! I'll give fifteen million taels! ”

    Nangong Yi smiled coldly and raised the price by three million taels again.

    "Seventeen million taels! ”

    Yan Zu shouted in a muffled voice, and he had already grassed the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of the man in black back and forth dozens of times in his heart.

    "Hey, it's too boring to increase the price like this, so let's just smash all these silver tickets out at once!" ”

    While speaking, Nangong Yi took out the silver ticket again, nodded it roughly, and deliberately provoked the general to say: "Twenty-two million taels, no one should increase the price this time, right?" ”

    "Nobody? Hehe, you're thinking too beautiful, aren't you? Lao Tzu won't let you get your wish! Twenty-eight million taels, all walking here! ”

    Yan Zumiao saw that the man in black had taken out all his family resources, and suddenly felt a trace of pride in his heart: I finally can't fight Lao Tzu!

    "Okay, you're amazing, the old man can't quit!" ”

    Seeing that Yan Zumiao had completely fallen into the trap, Nangong Yi hurriedly withdrew his hand and drank tea leisurely again.

    A tug-of-war auction, the dispute has come to this, and the dust has finally settled. Although Yan Zumiao was proud that he forced the mysterious man in black to retreat, he finally won the possession of a divine blade.

    But the mysterious man in black suddenly withdrew, and now leisurely holding a teacup to drink tea. But Yan Zumian instantly felt an inexplicable frustration and loss.

     It's like a punch that is full of strength, and when it hits, it finally smashes into the vacancy, and there is no sense of accomplishment at all.

    "Yan Sanye bid 28 million taels, is there anything higher?" ”

    The middle-aged man in the red robe smiled brightly, and his eyes swept around the auction hall.

    Although he knew that no one would raise the price now. But out of politeness, I still asked a little fakely.

    After getting no reply and only a lot of white eyes, the middle-aged man in the red robe finally shouted three percent in a row and determined the winner of the third Shenfeng.

    The matter has come to this, although Yan Zushu is extremely conflicted and depressed in his heart, he still gets the magic blade with a spring face.

    Originally, by this time, Yan Zuming's task had been completed, and there was no need to continue to stay in the Treasure Hall.

    But out of hatred for the mysterious man in black, after getting the divine edge, Yan Zumiao did not leave the Treasure Hall. Instead, he chose to stay and continue to enjoy the next auction.

    Shenfeng is the third, and the competition behind it is more intense. In order not to be regarded as a blind coaxing, in the remaining few auctions, whenever the middle-aged man in the red robe announced the start of the auction, Nangong Yi would bid for the first time.

    Not only that, in order to raise the bidding price in one sentence, every time Nangong Yi increases the price, it is at least 500,000 taels.

    In this way, as long as someone sees the mysterious man in black participating in the auction, they will choose to quit as soon as possible, and they really can't fight others.

    After some competition, Huo Yunluan, the second elder of the Huo family, auctioned the fourth and fifth Shenfeng at a price of five million taels.

    Seeing this result, Yan Zumian almost died without spurting blood, which was really annoying! Lao Tzu used 28 million taels of silver just now to only shoot a Shenfeng.

    But now, Huo Lao Er only used five million taels, which is not more than a fraction of Lao Tzu, and he actually shot two Shenfeng. This is clearly scolding Lao Tzu for being a stupid pig, and he is angry with me!

    Yan Zumiao's anger and hatred were monstrous, and he looked at the mysterious man in black several times in a row, wanting to tear him to pieces.

    But in the end, Yan Zumiao still couldn't help but didn't make a move. While annoyed and hated the man in black, he saw that Huo Yunluan had taken advantage. Yan Zumian instantly transferred part of his hatred to Huo Yunluan.

      was jealous that Huo Yunluan had picked up a bargain, angry that Huo Yunluan spent less money than himself, and hated Huo Yunluan's identity and status for not being respected by himself.

    After thinking about it for a long time, Yan Zumiao finally made a decision. When he has the opportunity, he will definitely catch Huo Yunluan and beat him up. Even if you can't beat him, you will not be able to get out of bed for a few days.

    At this moment, Huo Yunluan happened to receive the two divine blades with joy on his face. If he knew, it was because the mysterious black-clothed man and Yan Zumian were secretly competing just now, but in the end he made himself lie down inexplicably, but he was afraid that he would not be able to laugh now!

    After Huo Yunluan finished shooting the fourth and fifth Shenfeng, there were only two of the seven Shenfeng left. At this time, among the four major families, the only ones who did not bid were the Yin family and the Hong family.

    But because these seven divine blades are all from Nangong Yi's Casting Workshop, whether the Yin family shoots or not, in fact, it does not affect their own strength.

     Anyway, Nangong Yi is the young master of the Yin family, if Yin Tangyao wants Shenfeng, he can say to Nangong Yi. When the time comes, Nangong Yi will not obediently offer Shenfeng.

    In this way, the most qualified bidder for Shenfeng now is Hong Jiahong Qiandu. Although Hong Qiandu has secretly formed an alliance with the Yin family, this auction and the alliance are one yard and the same yard, and they have nothing to do with each other at all.

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