Looking into their eyes, they are not stingy at the tea party. They gathered together with the voice of the soul and passed a number to them with a precious stone.

After the holiday, there is no need to remind the two of them, "It's better to keep a low profile!" Everyone here is doing well. If someone likes it, it's not so good. ”

"Don't worry, it's true. ”

The three of them said yes, and the old man on the cloud table gave the withered snow lingzhi to the old man wearing a mask. Even though the old man was wearing a mask, everyone could guess how ugly Ah Mian's face was under the mask.

"A million stones! It's futile to waste it. "Many people complain about the enjoyment and happiness of black, but it hasn't started before.

As the song faded away, the old man took out the second stone.

This game was not as intense as the first. The main reason is that we are afraid of wasting our spiritual wealth in the free world.

So far, the auction of the second spirit stone has been very flat from the beginning, the price has not exceeded 500,000 pieces, and after the public auction, there is no treasure.

Some people are happy, some are worried that the person who took the second stone will look depressed in Chengdu, while other sellers who have lost the competition laugh quickly.

"One hundred thousand. ”

"I pay 300,000. ”

"Eight hundred thousand stones. ”

The world with a small space is basically accompanied by such a sound, and between one tall and the other, what kind of atmosphere is lively and lively.

During this period, he was really born with a lot of treasures, which were photographed by Taiyi himself. It was a box of broken swords. Although it was black instead of a yo-yo and the blood test was not sold on the photos, the broken sword was truly extraordinary.

Of course, not everyone can bet on treasures. What's more, the impact of talking about homelessness hasn't even been cut off.

"I said, didn't you see the stone?" Wu San and Taiyi themselves asked about the tea party more than once, thinking that this was the reason. Since you can see through the stones, but hundreds of stones have been knocked down, and I haven't seen the festival tea yet.

"Of course. "Cha Chen was buried while wiping a great pearl of the spirit, and spoke with his soul very casually.

He did see a lot of stones, but what made him most curious was that the largest stone couldn't even be seen through the eyes of the wheel. As for the others, it seemed that there was still a Blood Spirit Yuan Stone, and a Purple Moon Spirit Yuan Stone, and he was determined to get it.

"I gave 800,000. While the three were talking, a voice across the street had gone out so loudly that they couldn't mention Christmas tea, and a cold light in their eyes turned to cash.

That's right. Another bidder, Wu Changqing, is bidding. This stone in the auction is indeed a treasure. It is a red spiritual pearl. What's so special about it?

"Has anyone else raised the price by 800,000?" On the cloud table, the old man looked around, but heard an echo.

"If no one raises the price, the stone ......"

"I made a million. Before the old man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the next voice.

"Eighty thousand want to buy pearls, and you are also amazing. "The nature of the bidding is a tea party, then the pearl is good, it is definitely worth 80,000 soul stones, since you know, he will naturally not level that Wu Changqing.

Looking at Wu Changqing, his face suddenly became gloomy. Maybe he left too much shadow at the auction. When he imagined the auction in the gloomy black market that day, did he make the tea festival miserable?

"One hundred thousand. Wu Changqing's face was ugly, and he snorted coldly.

"There are 100,000, 1,200,000. Cha Chen's words continued, his tone was casual, and his eyes were full of provocation.

"1.3 million. ”

"I add 200,000, 1.5 million. ”

"One and a half million. Wu Changqing suddenly got up from his chair and watched the tea party from a distance. It was rare to see his eyes under his black robes in the cold light now.

At this time, everyone is watching the tea party.

However, after calling 1.5 million people, he began to rub pearls like everyone else, so after a long time, everyone reacted.

Cough and cough!

After all, the old man broke the silence with a slight cough. When no one raised the price, he looked at Wu Changqing and said with a smile: "This friend can reduce the price in public." ”

"Cut. Wu Changqing drew such a word here, and then he didn't forget to look at the Christmas tea opposite, or because of the Christmas tea, he wouldn't be as gorgeous as the spirit stone.

The old man immediately waved his knife, and the whole audience looked at it. Everyone wonders why the bell was taken from the highest price since its birth, and what kind of treasure it contains.

Soon, the skin layer is peeled off.

In the seat, Tea Christmas collects polished spirit pearls and then takes out another. Only after taking a breath did the son of the white cloth eat them carefully.

One!

Soon, the screams rose and fell. Wu Changqing took a photo of the stone and indeed took the treasure away. Ye Chen saw that it was an ancient red Ase spirit pearl.

Then Wu Changqing's face softened slightly at first. It's not because 1.6 million people didn't gamble and didn't vomit blood.

The next auction was very hot, a hundred stones were gone, and there was a treasure. Many quasi-heavenly old men were waiting for their seats, and they were all eyebrows.

The old man's face was a little ugly.

Initially, the stones were considered to be without treasure, so they were auctioned. Who would have thought that they would be cut off one by one, which would be a loss for his ancient city Tianlong.

"It's weird. The old man grunted, and put another stone on the cloud table.

"If 100,000 people start to hit hard, the one with the highest offer will get. ”

“150000。 ”

"I give away a stone of 18,000 souls. ”

“200000。 ”

The popularity may have been caused by the previous stones**, so once the stones were taken out, there was a rush of bidding, which used to push the auction to the peak of everyone's enthusiasm.

However, although the auction continues, there is also a paradox? That is to say, Wu Changqing is about to start, and Christmas tea is always inserted in a box, so after several auctions, Wu Changqing has mixed into nearly two million soul stones.

"What's handsome? Follow that guy all day. ”

"I don't see a feud between them!"

"But I really didn't say that the stone that the man was holding had fallen several pieces, so I must have itchy clothes!"

Wu Changqing's face was a little cold one after another, and he was not stupid. Naturally, the target of the tea festival was him, not thousands of people.

You don't get along well with Lao Tzu.

"After the auction, you will die without a place to be buried. Wu Changqing's sleeves clenched Jian in his fist, and his eyes also flashed with cold light.

For those people, the tea party is the same as everyone else, and now, the old tea festival is buried in rubbing pearls.

On the other side of the green journey, the beautiful eyebrows have been lightened several times, and the tea festival has done this three or five times with Wu Changqing, which makes his heart feel stronger and stronger.

Over there, the old man put another stone on the cloud, then looked around and said with a smile: "Nineteen stones, a reserve price of one hundred thousand, now start bidding." ”

In my seat, I heard the sound of stone No. 190, and I buried my head in the tea chrysanthemum of the Lingzhu, which slowly raised my head.

Looking from afar, the stone at the tea party also saw the small headless wood carving inside through the stone.

"Didn't you say that stone with a small wooden carving?" Taiyi looked at the tea party by himself.

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