"This battle city does seem to be a lot more lively. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Song Xiwen looked at the crowd, and there was a big gap between her and when she came before.

Some of the people walking on the road were swaggering in sectarian robes, and some were masked and wrapped like rice dumplings, but all in all, they were a bit cultivated.

"yes. However, if there are many people, it is easy to mess up, not to mention that when the demons are all there, riots or something are indispensable. Ling Qimo saw a group of people carrying a person away, and glanced at it, "In the early stage of Jindan, it was not weak, but it was beaten like this, it seems that there are many masters." ”

"No, the highest cultivation here is the late stage of Jindan." Song Xiwen vetoed Ling Qimo's words and said affirmatively.

"It's really worthy of Wen'er, intelligence collection is powerful, and it's better to be ashamed of your brother." Ling Qimo didn't think that Song Xiwen said this in order to block him, the reason why she said this must be nine out of ten.

"The second brother is too modest." However, although it is said that the highest cultivation in this battle city is not in the late stage of Jindan, there are many people, and the person just now was either attacked or besieged.

If you are watching, you must be a monk of the same level, otherwise even if it is a small realm, it can only be killed in seconds.

"Wen'er, I invited someone for my brother, so I will go first. Be careful yourself. Ling Qimo said suddenly.

"Second brother is in such a hurry, is he a pink beauty?" Song Xiwen teased.

"Wen'er, don't make fun of me."

"Miss, what you told me, the slave has already found out, and there is indeed an auction tonight on the top floor of the first floor. Miss, are you going? ”

"Of course I want to go. Otherwise, I'll send someone to ask why? But I've heard that the first floor has a strange rule. Song Xiwen asked.

"Yes. It's just that you have to wear a mask when you go to the auction. Dongju said.

"I guess I want to protect the privacy of the person who got the treasure." Song Xiwen thought.

Night......

Song Xiwen changed into men's clothes and took Dongju to the first floor, there were really a lot of people.

"Please bring a mask, this guest officer." An attendant came up with a number of masks neatly placed in the tray in his hand.

Song Xiwen didn't even look at it, he casually took a belt and put it on his face, turned around and went upstairs, and when Dong Ju saw this, he also picked up one and buckled it on his face and followed.

This penthouse can be regarded as a unique cave. There is a large open space in the middle, in addition to the high platform in the middle, there are many tables and chairs around. Of course, there are also rooms, separated by curtains and tulle, on which are marked A, B, C, D, pente, hexaxin, and nong.

I sat down in the private room I had booked, and there was still a little time before the auction began. Song Xiwen simply ordered Dongju to open the window to breathe.

The first floor is really worthy of the first floor, and when you look down from here, you can see the entire battle city.

Suddenly, Song Xiwen closed the window with a wave of his hand, and Dongju was jumped by Song Xiwen's action.

"Miss, are you alright?" Dongju asked, with some caution.

The teacup in Song Xiwen's hand shattered in response, and the tea splashed on the ground, Song Xiwen didn't care, but just picked up another cup: "It's okay." Didn't I always say I was going to call me Childe before I came. ”

"Yes, Childe."

Just when Dongju was hesitating whether he should get to the bottom of it, through the curtain, the light on the entire floor instantly dimmed. The auction is about to begin.

All the light hit the center of the clearing, and I saw an elixir on a crystal countertop. Seeing its luster, it must not be ordinary.

"This is the first treasure of the evening, taking this elixir can improve cultivation. 1,000 taels of shooting. ”

"I'll give you two thousand taels."

"I'll give you two thousand five hundred taels."

"I'm out ......"

Listening to the monks sitting outside bidding constantly, Song Xiwen yawned and expressed boredom.

A few more similar treasures followed.

"Childe isn't interested?" Dongju looked at Song Xiwen and only stared at the teacup in his hand and asked.

"It's not surprising that those things are only of interest to Sanxiu and those small sects, and they have long been commonplace among the main sects. I thought there would be something good on the first floor, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. Song Xiwen scoffed.

"Now for our highlight of the evening, please take a look." As soon as the words fell, a cold and shining pearl hairpin.

"Don't underestimate this pearl hairpin, this hairpin is called Bishui hairpin, but it has a lot of origins, and it is ...... legend"

"Dongju, be sure to get this thing for me later." Song Xiwen ordered directly.

"Yes, miss." Dong Ju felt that Song Xiwen's mood suddenly improved a lot.

Even if this is not a spiritual weapon, just rushing to that beautiful appearance, many female cultivators will rush to buy it.

"This spiritual artifact, 100,000 taels will be auctioned."

As soon as this offer came out, some people were silent, but there are still a lot of rich ladies.

"I'll give 110,000 taels."

"I'll give 130,000 taels."

"I'm out ......"

The price is soaring.

"I'll give 10 million taels." It was a man's voice, coming from the room. I guess I bought it and gave it away.

As soon as this high price came out, the audience suddenly fell silent.

"Fifteen million taels." This thing Song Xiwen is bound to get, and he will never back down. Let Dongju keep raising the price, anyway, she is not in a hurry.

"Eighteen million taels."

"Thirty million taels."

"Is there still a price increase? Thirty million two once, thirty million two times, thirty million two three times, thirty million two three times. 30 million taels were sold, and this pearl hairpin belonged to the guests of the A-shaped room. "Final word.

Song Xiwen glanced at the pearl hairpin sent over, picked it up and looked at it, but it was also exquisite, especially the cold to the touch, which really made people love it.

"She'll like it, right?" Song Xiwen muttered to herself.

Dong Ju still didn't dare to ask who she was?

"Dongju."

"The slave is here."

"Go and give this to the young lady in the T-room. Tell her that if she wants to say thank you, come here alone after the auction. You go in person, you can't afford to lose, even if someone else is present, it doesn't matter. Song Xiwen covered a piece of red cloth on the bead hairpin and asked Dongju to go now.

In the B room.

"I'll go with me to meet the woman in the room later."

"Childe, we can't come nonsense! The number of people who can charter a room on the first floor must be not small. ”

"Long-winded."

Song Xiwen saw that Dongju had returned, but her face was a little bad, and she asked nervously, "Don't you like it?" ”

"It's not. Childe, they are righteous people, how can you make an appointment......"

"Alright, I already knew who let you go. Okay, you'll leave later. ”

"No, the slave wants to ......"

"It doesn't matter, you just want to stay."