"The friend of the fifty-ninth bid 50 million, is there any price increase!" After scolding Takagisan, An Zhentong waved his hammer again and asked loudly. Brother-like majestic and graceful.

The 50 million, so An Zhentong can't look at it calmly.

A broken thing with a reserve price of 650,000 yuan, Zhang Dashao increased the price to 50 million like a pervert, how could anyone else add it, unless that person was really crazy or stupid.

An Zhentong just asked a cliché according to the rules, and then said: "Fifty million once, fifty million twice, fifty million three times, deal!" Friends of the fifty-nineth, congratulations on winning the Cold Mountain Black Lotus. ”

50 million to shoot a 650,000 thing, congratulations, An Zhentong is a little afraid of being struck by lightning when he says this.

Taking over the Cold Mountain Black Lotus from the staff, Zhang Da Shao was very secretly included in the ring, for the next auction, he was not as interested as before, since there were things like the Residual Knife and the Cold Mountain Snow Lotus at the auction, then there may not be some other things that he is interested in.

It's just that what makes Zhang Da Shaodan hurt is that some of the auction items in the future are not something that he can look at, and he looked at the madman next to him, he also looked indifferent, and he didn't show any expression until the end of the auction.

Obviously, the madman didn't fancy anything but the broken knife.

The Guwu auction, which was held for a whole day, officially ended, and after all the payments and processes were completed with the organizer, it was fine, just waiting for the organizer to send everyone ashore on a passenger ship.

When Zhang Dashao came out of the backstage, it was already half an hour later, and there were still many people coming and going in the hall, there was no way, every sect on the scene had more or less photographed something, there were too many people.

As soon as he left the hall, Zhang Dashao felt that someone was watching him, so he turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw a young man in his thirties, wearing a white shirt and bright eyes, looking at him.

Seeing Zhang Dashao's gaze swept over, the man did not panic and dodge, but only showed a slight look of surprise, as if he didn't expect that Zhang Dashao's feelings would be so keen, and then return to normal.

Nodding generously to Zhang Dashao, the young man smiled and accosted him and said, "I didn't expect the atmosphere of this year's auction to be so intense, and it's no wonder that the things auctioned at this auction are rarer than in previous ones, but Mr. Zhang must have returned with a full load." ”

"Well said, well said." Zhang Dashao said nonchalantly, and glanced up and down at this young man, this young man is heroic, implicit but not revealing, but a talent.

"The reserve price of the Cold Mountain Snow Lotus is only more than 600,000 yuan, but Mr. Zhang auctioned it at a high price of 50 million without even blinking his eyes, this courage is really admirable." The young man seemed to have the intention of talking to Zhang Dashao, and continued to greet Zhang Dashao there.

"Hehe, you're serious, I just saw someone put a fork in front of me, so I just patted it." Zhang Dashao humbly arched his hand to the young man, looking indifferent, "What I don't like the most is that someone pretends to be a fork in front of me." ”

"Haha, Mr. Zhang is really fast." The young man laughed, then changed his words and said, "I, Huo Donglai, am a member of the Cang Sect, and it is really a blessing to be able to meet Mr. Zhang today." ”

"It turned out to be a master of the Diancang faction, disrespectful." Zhang Dashao said disrespectful in his mouth, but there was a little disrespect on his face, just a symbolic reply to a cliché.

He wanted to see what Huo Donglai had to do with him, so he didn't believe that Huo Donglai would be full and support him because he admired himself.

Huo Donglai didn't take it to heart, and said again: "Mr. Zhang is polite, but the tall wood of the Qingcheng faction will be reciprocated, narrow-minded, and there is still a little effort, Mr. Zhang should be careful." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, but a Takagi-san, hum, I haven't put it in my eyes yet." Zhang Dashao said disdainfully, that Gao Musan repeatedly provoked himself, and even let himself get 50 million, Zhang Dashao would not give up.

Even if he doesn't come to settle accounts with himself, Zhang Dashao will go to him to settle accounts.

"With Mr. Zhang's cultivation, naturally there is no need to be afraid of that Takagi San, but the Qingcheng faction behind Takagi San should not be underestimated."

"The Qingcheng faction of the second gate sect in X Province?" The corners of Zhang Dashao's mouth glanced up, and he also looked disapproving, "Others are afraid of it, but I may not be afraid of it!" ”

"Hey, what a big breath!" Zhang Dashao had just finished speaking, Huo Donglai hadn't answered yet, but a middle-aged man not far from Huo Donglai's side couldn't help but mock, he really couldn't listen to it anymore.

"Uncle Zhao." Huo Donglai immediately greeted the middle-aged man respectfully, and the middle-aged man nodded and walked towards this side with a swagger.

"The kid is young, but his tone is not small, you must know that there are mountains outside the sky, and if you have a little ability, you will be empty-eyed, and it will be difficult to become a big tool!" The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Dashao a few times, and couldn't help but shake his head, looking very disappointed.

This middle-aged man is none other than the number one ancient martial arts sect in X Province, an elder of the Diancang faction, who has a very high status in the ancient martial arts world, and in the face of such a junior as Zhang Dashao, he is qualified to speak like this.

If it was another person, he would definitely be trembling, but Zhang Dashao would not buy his account. This old guy has nothing to do with himself, and he even ran to himself to rely on the old and sell the old.

"My business, don't worry about the old man." Zhang Dashao said expressionlessly.

"There is no respect for the elders, not like words!" The middle-aged man shook his head again, waved his hand at Huo Donglai, and said, "Donglai, you go down, I'll talk to him personally." ”

"Yes, Uncle Zhao." Huo Dong came to answer, said hello to Zhang Dashao, and walked aside honestly.

"Zhang Tian, I won't beat around the bush with you, maybe you didn't realize it yourself, but you have already made a big disaster, and the Qingcheng faction will not let you go easily."

The middle-aged man didn't bother to talk nonsense with Zhang Dashao, and said his purpose straight to the point, "But our Diancang faction is willing to help you, as long as you leave with me, forgive the Qingcheng faction and don't dare to do anything to you, on the condition that you provide us with the Rejuvenation Pill." ”

Sure enough, it's the Rejuvenation Pill! Zhang Dashao knew in his heart, how many people were blushing because the appearance of the Huiqi Pill was not enough to sell, and many people were looking at themselves.

He guessed it from Huo Donglai's appearance and accosted Zhang Dashao, and it turned out that he guessed correctly.

"Thank you, old gentleman, for your kindness, but I have already said that I may not be in the eyes of the Qingcheng faction." Zhang Dashao refused the middle-aged man without hesitation.

The middle-aged man was stunned, as if he didn't expect Zhang Dashao to refuse so decisively, but he also knew that it was useless to say more, so he snorted: "I hope you are doing it yourself, if you change your mind, you can come to me at any time." ”

Then he brushed his sleeves and left.