In the morning, the warm sun shines on the gloomy black market.

A new auction day has begun. Each attic has shades. People come from far and wide to the Tibetan Dragon Pavilion in the center.

"Do you want it?" Before going out, Xiong Er took out a voice changing pill and a volume changing pill from Kudang and handed them to Ye Chen.

Ye Achen glanced at Xiong Er's boast, coughed dryly and said, "You can eat it."

Then he took out a wolf mask from his storage bag and put it on his face. He wanted to eat the pill that Xiong Er had taken out of Kudang. How could he say that he really couldn't control his mouth?

"Don't eat and pull down. Xiong Er disagreed, and stuffed two pills into his mouth.

Soon, his appearance changed dramatically, and he became a fat old man with a mustache on his chin. He was a little short, not at all like an old man.

With the increase in the flow of people, they came to the Hidden Dragon Pavilion again.

It was still the most corner place, and they sat down to eat while also looking at the Hidden Dragon Pavilion at the door.

The mermaids of the Chu Kingdom came here one after another, and they never compromised. Especially those families who have been disgruntled for a long time and have no expression in their faces, it seems that they have to fight with all their might to compete for high or low positions at auction.

The three great factions then arrived, and the Bloodthirsty Hall was still on stage.

Ye Chen saw Wu Changqing. His old face was so gloomy, it couldn't have been more gloomy than that. Yesterday, he lost face and became the biggest laughing stock here. After going back, Ye Chen was furious and threatened to burn Ye Chen alive.

"Don't be arrogant. Don't let you bleed again today. Ye Chen glanced at Wu Changqing and sneered.

"You have to be honest today. On the other hand, Xiong hesitated when he stuffed something into his mouth and said, "Be careful that the boat turns over in the sewer, so that Wu Changqing will not be angry." ”

"Yes. ”

Shadow promotion, each in place.

Everyone's eyes were on the platform in front of them.

Yesterday's auction was empty. Today's auction has a mysterious magic. This is the rule of the black market.

"I don't know if I'll be able to find a secret way this time. "The auction hasn't really started yet, so there's been a lot of talk about it.

"I've heard that the mystery of this auction is extraordinary!"

"What's the difference? It doesn't work for us.

In the midst of the discussion, the balcony that presided over the auction had already stepped onto the high platform, looked around the bottom, and said, "Auction, let's start." ”

It turned out that he took out an ancient book, and his eyes lit up.

"Yiyang's fingers. "Brother Yang Lao hung the scroll in mid-air, but he also forgot to introduce the mystery, "Finely carved to Yang Zhenqi, pick up a finger, it is the so-called Yiyang, and the Taoist friend of the fire attribute can consider bidding." ”

"'The lowest price is 50,000. It's time to shoot. ’

"Sixty thousand". As soon as the old saying of Yangge fell, someone held up the sign below.

"I have 200,000 family members. "The second bid was for a white-haired old man from the Qi family in southern Xinjiang.

The aggressive man lay lazily in a chair with a naughty expression on his face. He raised the price of 140,000 spirit stones in one go, so that those who were ready to bid would consciously sit back in their original positions, including Xiong II.

"Your grandmother, is Lao Tzu willing to participate?" Xiong Er scolded endlessly.

"Good families are wealthy. On Ye Chen's side, his face was full of sighs.

"Twenty-one thousand". There's a price increase below. It was a middle-aged beauty in a red robe in the Beichuan royal family.

In the same family, the royal family is not weaker than the Qi family, in a sense, it is not stronger than the Qi family at all, and the middle-aged beautiful woman seems to have seen Yang Zhi's extraordinary, and is unwilling to give up the support of the Qi family easily.

“250000”。 After the Wang family, the Situ family of Xishu also participated, raising the price by 40,000 yuan at a time.

"Three hundred thousand". The Dongyue Shangguan family pushed Yang Zhi's auction to a climax.

"Three million and one million. ”

“350000”。

In less than a minute, the price of this finger has reached a high price of 500,000 yuan, which makes the scattered practitioners seem helpless.

"No more. Xiong Er lay on his seat like a dead pig.

"What a bunch of animals. Ye Chen also became sluggish, his true qigong was due to Gang Zhiyang, and it was more appropriate to practice that yang finger, but he was shy in his pocket, making him feel helpless.

"Fifty-five thousand". But the next voice made Xiong Er and Ye Chen's eyes light up, because it was Uncle Xiong who made the bid.

"There's a play, there's a play. Xiong Er rubbed his little hands, his small eyes staring at a short and fat man in front of him.

He didn't expect this to happen to their bear.

"I can't use it, the tiger baby can use it!" said Ye Chen, who lowered his head again.

Compared to the previous few mystery item auctions, this day of the Dead Stick Battle was clearly overlooked.

On stage, Yangge always saw that no one was shouting in the audience, and there was not a trace of wrinkles on his eyebrows.

This stick is difficult to repair, but it is useless. Most people hold up their teacups without interrupting the auction.

"If it's the mystery of the sword, you can think about it. ”

"This is a side door, no one wants it!"

Listening to the comments below, Ye Achen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least there were a lot fewer competitors.

"Doesn't anyone want it?" Brother Yang looked at the bottom of the room, but he couldn't help but ask.

Look below, tea drinkers, sisters, for the question of Lao Yangge, it's like a fart, which means, obviously, for this stick, they don't want.

Seeing this situation, although Brother Yang was mentally prepared, he still felt embarrassed.

"Now, no one wants it, insisting that we .........

"I want to. Without waiting for Brother Yang to finish his old-fashioned words, Ye Chen hurriedly raised the sign, "My ancestors, thirty-one thousand spirit masters, I have to fight a stick fight on this day." ”

Why?

Ye Chen's voice attracted everyone's attention. Those who come to the auction secretly have a mysterious way of practicing sticks.

Not to mention, after Ye Chen made a bid, no one on the scene raised their hands to bid.

Seeing this, Brother Yang secretly rubbed his eyebrows, and then raised his arm holding the hammer, wanting to knock it down.

But before he fell, an inappropriate voice came from the second floor of Zong Zhengyang's elegant room, and it sounded again: "Forty thousand, I will collect it in Zong Zhengyang." ”

In the corner, Ye Chen listened to Wu Changqing's bold words and looked coldly at the elegant room on the second floor. "Wu Changqing, it's you again. "You wouldn't want it before when no one was taking pictures. Now Lao Tzu takes pictures, you run out and catch it again".

"40,000, will the price go up?" if no one added......

"One hundred thousand". Before the old man Yangge could finish speaking, Ye Chen in the corner interrupted him again and said the price of 100,000 spirit stones in one breath.

"Someone robbed Wu Changqing?" a voice underneath.

"Not yesterday's kids!"

"'I don't think so. Yesterday the man wore a ghost mask. Today this man wears a wolf mask. ’

Wu Changqing looked at the elegant room on the second floor, and his face became gloomy again.

Yesterday, he took Zong Zhengyang's strength and went to bid for the iron rod with a joking taste, but he didn't expect that he would be crushed by 500,000 yuan. Both his face and Zong Zhengyang's face were lost by him.

Today, someone even robbed him of his things, which made him angry, although he wanted to die that day was useless, but he could not tolerate others violating his dignity.

“150000”。 Thinking of this, Wu Changqing couldn't help but say a stern word.

"Two hundred thousand. As soon as his voice stopped, Ye Chen stood up from the corner.

"Child, you can't!" Xiong Er tugged at the corner of Ye Chen's clothes. His other hand was still covering his crotch. He knew that Ye Chen would borrow Ling Shi from him next.

"300,000 people are ready. Ye Chen glanced at Xiong II.

"Your grandmother, isn't Lao Tzu dressed yet?" said the two grinned.

"Kid, do you know who you're robbing?" In the elegant room on the second floor, Wu Changqing's voice was cold.

"Fair bidding, high prices, predecessors will not overwhelm others. Ye Chen's words were neither modest nor arrogant, but his mouth was tightly pursed.

He made great efforts to fight Wu Changqing again. Even if he ruined his family, he would have filmed the Tiger Doll battle that day. There are some mysterious stick methods that he will never miss.

Of course, this is just one of them.

At this time, Ye Chen's heart was still worried about being driven down the mountain that day. It was his eternal pain. He was even more unaccustomed to Wu Changqing's tall posture, which made him do a crazy thing.

"Good fair bidding. In the elegant room on the second floor, Wu Changqing laughed coldly.

Zong Qinghou earned 250,000 yuan. ”

"Half a million". As soon as Wu Changqing's words fell, Ye Chen raised the sign.

Puffs!

Puffs!

Puffs!

Suddenly, the Hidden Dragon Pavilion was filled with the sound of spitting tea. Ye Chen raised the price by 250,000 euros in one go, almost choking them to death.

"What the hell is this?" In the Dragon Pavilion in Tibet, it seems that the jar has exploded.

"How precious is the metaphysics of the stick?"

"That boy is so bold that he can get fat!"

"500,000 spiritual stones, this is for God!" Yesterday was a shattered memory

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