Chapter 1809 The Richest Poor Ghost

"It's a pity that I've already consumed too much money to buy the 'Ice Silkworm Phantom Armor'. Now there are only more than 60 million catties of dragon marrow left, and less than 300 drops of immortal spring. ”

"More than 60 million catties of dragon marrow, it is enough to pay the reserve price of two magic pattern golden pills. However, there are less than three hundred drops left in the Immortal Spring, and it is probably more dangerous to auction off two Magic Pattern Golden Pills at this price......"

Huo Qihua sighed slightly, and couldn't help but sigh.

But soon, Huo Qihua shook his head and said with emotion: "Damn, I knew that I would have brought more immortal springs with me, and I wouldn't be so embarrassed." ”

"No matter what, three hundred drops of immortal spring will be three hundred drops of immortal spring, maybe no one bids, and I will buy it. After all, the value of this magic pattern gold pill is also limited, and it is impossible to pay too high a price. ”

Huo Qihua gritted his teeth, seemed to have made up his mind, and decided to give it a last fight, and immediately shouted loudly: "I will give out two hundred and fifty drops of immortal spring!" ”

Qian Duobao, who was just about to start the countdown, heard the quotation from the No. 6 box, and immediately smiled, "Haha, the guests in the No. 6 box are really good-looking, every shot is very accurate, if you take a picture of these two magic pattern gold pills, it will be a lot of money!" ”

As he spoke, Qian Duobao turned his head to look at the hall, expecting someone to bid again.

It's a pity that the audience was silent, and no one blindly raised the price anymore. The value of the French pattern gold pill is limited, and it is impossible to lose reason and bid wildly.

Qian Duobao was slightly disappointed in his heart, and immediately prepared to open his mouth to count. At this moment, a clear voice came from the fifth box.

"I'll give out three hundred drops of immortal springs!"

It was Lin Yi's voice.

"Good! The Taoist friends in box 6 really shot when it was time to shoot! Qian Duobao was so excited that the fat on his face was trembling, "Does anyone else increase the price?" ”

Looking around the audience, no one spoke.

Qian Duobao's gaze was intentionally or unintentionally cast on Box 6.

In the No. 6 box, Huo Qihua jumped to his feet in anger, scolding and scolding, "Damn, the little bastard in the box next door, he has to fight with me every time, if I let me know who he is, I must break him into pieces!" ”

A fierce murderous aura swept out of Huo Qihua's body, frightening the gentle girl's little face as pale as paper and trembling.

"Hey, I ask you. Can you take credit here? ”

Huo Qihua glanced at the maid and asked coldly. His face was a little embarrassed.

Thinking that he Huo Qihua is the son of Jiangbao, he only gives tips to others wherever he goes, when will he pay on credit?

The maid hurriedly shook her head and replied respectfully: "Back to the seniors, we don't take credit at the auction venue. ”

"What!? No credit? Do you know who I am? ”

Huo Qihua gritted his teeth, Huo Di stood up, angry and angry, "I'm the son of Wangjiang Castle!" Go, call your stewards! ”

The maid was so frightened that her legs were weak, and she had long wanted to slip away, but when she heard Huo Qihua's words, she immediately walked quickly towards the outside of the box, "Yes, yes, I'll go to find Senior Yang." ”

As soon as the words fell, Huo Qihua couldn't help but stiffen his face and lowered his head.

Yang Xiaotian, who is from Guangming Ding, is famous for his violent temper, and he has always been the same. Although Huo Qihua is the son of Wangjiang Castle, if he wants to take credit in Yang Xiaotian's hands, I am afraid it is not so easy.

Besides, Yang Xiaotian is the deputy sect leader of Guangmingding, if you talk about seniority, Huo Qihua is just a junior. Since he is a junior, he doesn't dare to point fingers in front of Yang Xiaotian.

After thinking for a moment, Huo Qihua suddenly changed his words, and called out to the maid who opened the door and walked out, "Don't go to Senior Yang, I'm not going to take credit." Damn, that's bad luck! ”

The maid let out a well-behaved sigh, turned and entered the box with regret, and closed the door.

"Huh? There seemed to be someone talking outside the door just now, it seemed to be Huo Qihua's voice! ”

"Huo Qihua seems to want to take credit?"

Lin Yiliu's sense was keen, and as soon as his ears trembled, he heard the sound outside the door, and suddenly the corners of his mouth lifted, and he laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, I thought this Huo Qihua was rich, but it turned out to be nothing more than that! actually jumped over the wall in a hurry, and borrowed money from others on credit with low eyebrows, which really makes people laugh off their big teeth......"

Lin Yi's heart was very happy, his eyes were purring, and he thought of a plan.

"Brother Lin, it seems that this Huo Qihua also wants to get these two magic pattern golden pills very much, otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of asking for credit!"

"However, it seems that he is now too shy to pay for it."

Maiwen giggled.

was able to make Huo Qihua deflated, and Maiwen was naturally happy.

On the stage, after waiting for a while, Qian Duobao saw that no one raised the price, so he immediately waved the copper hammer in his hand, and the bell sounded the final word.

"Congratulations to the Daoist friends in Box 5 for successfully winning two Golden Pills!" Qian Duobao happily announced.

At that moment, a gentle girl stepped onto the stage, covered the two magic pattern golden pills with red cloth, and then accompanied by Yang Xiaotian, went straight to the No. 5 box.

In the No. 6 box, Huo Qihua beat his chest for a while, only hating that he didn't carry enough immortal springs, otherwise he wouldn't be left behind if he said anything. Now, he could only watch the two magic pattern golden pills fall into the hands of others, sighing.

After a while, Yang Xiaotian took a maid to the door of the No. 5 box and knocked lightly.

A disciple of the Tomb Sword Sect opened the door.

Yang Xiaotian walked into the No. 5 box with the maid and explained his intention.

Just as the disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sword Sect were about to close the door, they suddenly found that a head poked out of a box not far from the next door, and they were looking towards the fifth box with a thief's eyebrows.

Take a closer look, it is Huo Qihua, who is usually rich and bullish!

The disciple snorted coldly, sneered and smacked, "What do you see?" Pauper! As he spoke, he slammed the door shut!

Originally, Huo Qihua, who leaned out of the door to see where the No. 5 box was, was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.

He ...... He actually scolded me for being a poor ghost? ”

"Damn, I've grown so big, it's the first time someone has scolded me like this!"

Huo Qihua was so angry that he smoked, and his face was blue and white for a while.

But on second thought, the people in Box Five are indeed qualified to say so.

Because in the bidding just now, the people in the No. 5 box suppressed Huo Qihua in one fell swoop and auctioned two magic pattern gold pills.

In terms of financial resources, Huo Qihua does not have the upper hand. It's okay to be scolded as a poor ghost!

"I'm, ......"

"I'm going to find Uncle Shi, send someone to find out the details of Box Five, wait for me to set up an ambush outside the Lost Land, and as soon as you step out of the gate of the Lost Land, I will let you be dead on the spot, and your flesh and blood will fly ......"

"When the time comes, I see if you dare to be arrogant!"

Huo Qihua gritted his teeth, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped and jumped.

The maid standing on the side was frightened by Huo Qihua's hideous appearance, but she didn't dare to move, otherwise, it was very likely to invite death.

God knows if Huo Qihua, who is already angry, will use her as a gas bucket?