100 million stones, this price is not low, and relatively speaking, this small is slightly older, and the attraction to the warriors of Xiaozhou is far less than that of the other two dead soldiers, so no one is competing with Yan Qingmei,

"Congratulations to Miss Qingmei, Xiaoru will be your person in the future," Mu Xiaoyu didn't have much Jing at this time, and reluctantly smiled, "Miss Qingmei, please come up and deliver,"

Yan lightly waved her small hand, and a stack of Yuanshi cards flew to the high platform, and then she waved her hand again, and a storage container flew towards the green-shirted scribe,

"Light eyebrows, what are you," Xu Wenlang took his storage container and asked repeatedly,

"Since I didn't get what I wanted, your money will naturally have to be paid back to you," Yan Qingmei said lightly, "But I, Yan Qingmei, don't want to owe people favors, this dead man gave it to you, it is my thanks, you go and pay it,"

"Light eyebrows, this ......" Xu Wenlang opened his mouth,

"Don't go soon," Yan raised his eyebrows,

“...... Okay," Xu Wenlang smiled awkwardly and stepped onto the high platform,

A moment later, Xu Wenlang walked down, and the girl called Xiaoru followed him obediently,

Everyone's eyes fell on Xu Wenlang's body, they were all full of envy, they didn't pay anything, it was just a favor, and they got a dead man, such a deal is definitely worth it.

As a kind of property, it is common for dead soldiers to give gifts to each other among high-level martial artists, Yan Qingmei is an elegant and talented woman, and it is not surprising to do such a thing,

Xu Wenlang had a wry smile on his face, Yu wanted to win a smile from the beauty, but he spent a lot of effort, but Yiren obviously didn't want to make him love.

"The auction below is Xiaoshuang, with a starting price of 100 million stones, please bid,"

Mu Xiaoyu's interest is still not high, there is no doubt that without the participation of Duobao Dao people, the price of the auction will not be too outrageous, and in comparison with the two, she can't be excited.

"I'll pay 100 million yuan," this time the iceman Feng Xiao was the first to speak, but he was obviously quite cautious, and the bid was just the starting price.

But after all, his identity was there, and after he spoke, no one spoke again for the time being.

After a moment of silence, Mu Xiaoyu reluctantly raised his mind and said, "One hundred million stones, is there anyone higher?"

"Eleven million yuan stone," finally a sixth-level martial artist spoke,

"120 million yuan stone," Feng Xiao said indifferently, still extremely cautious in raising the price,

"130 million yuan stone," the sixth-level martial artist said, his gaze fell on the dead man named Xiaoshuang, there was a trace of pity in his eyes, but he was unwilling to move away,

"140 million yuan stone,"

Feng Xiao opened his mouth to bid again, then looked at the sixth-level martial artist and said, "Song Dongyuan, I bought them for my master's three-hundred-year-old birthday, this auction, you don't want to mix it,"

"Time flies so fast, your master's little guy is almost three hundred years old," the middle-aged sixth-level martial artist did not show weakness, and said with a light smile, "But the old man's four-hundred-year-old is about to arrive, and you just need a little stunner to celebrate yourself, if you want to take this girl, don't buckle the rope like this,"

After speaking, the middle-aged martial artist looked at Mu Xiaoyu and continued: "Fifteen million yuan stone,"

Feng Xiao's face sank slightly, and he glared at Song Dongyuan fiercely, this guy is weak, but when it comes to seniority, he is higher than his master, and he is helpless in the auction hall.

"Two hundred million stones," Feng Xiaoyin said coldly, and sure enough, he was no longer so buttoned.

"Two hundred and fifty million," Song Dongyuan continued,

"Three hundred million stones," Feng Xiao gritted his teeth vigorously and looked at Song Dongyuan,

"Let it be given to you," Song Dongyuan smiled indifferently,

"You,"

Feng Xiao's face sank suddenly, and he looked at Song Dongyuan fiercely and said: "Song Dongyuan, are you fooling me, you obviously don't have so many yuan stones, you poor ghost, you don't even have a net worth of 100 million, are you deliberately playing tricks on me?"

"Whatever you want," Song Dongyuan smiled indifferently, "Boy, don't underestimate an old man, I hope you can remember this sentence,"

Feng Xiao glared at Song Dongyuan fiercely, strode up, handed over the 300 million yuan stone card, and pressed his big hand on Xiaoshuang's forehead,

Then Mu Xiaoyu lifted the control of Xiaoshuang and gave control to Feng Xiao instead.

Lin Feng is also very familiar with this method, when he was in Ten Thousand Beasts Town, at the request of Xue Xinlan, Qi Ming transferred the control of Xue Nu to him,

Feng Xiao took Xiaoshuang and walked back to the box where the disciples of Taiyi Sect were, Xiaoshuang auctioned the price of three times the reserve price, which made Mu Xiaoyu's interest also recover, and a warm smile appeared on her face, and she chuckled: "The auction below is Xiao Wu, and the starting price is also 100 million stones, everyone take a good look, how handsome our Xiao Wusheng is, if you are interested, please make a bid,"

"Two hundred million stones," the iceman Feng Xiao no longer hesitated this time, and said directly,

"Two hundred and ten million," Song Dongyuan said slowly,

"Twenty and twenty million," Feng Xiao said slightly angrily,

"Two hundred and thirty million,"

......

"Three hundred and fifty million," Feng Xiao's face sank, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he shouted angrily,

"400 million," Song Dongyuan still looked unpopular,

"Four hundred million, you mean four hundred million," Feng Xiao stood up suddenly and roared, "Four hundred million stones, Song Dongyuan, you can take out four hundred million yuan stones, take them out for me first,"

"If you increase the price, this auction will continue, if you don't increase the price, this lot is mine, I have no Yuan Shi, that is my matter with this Vientiane Building, what does it have to do with you,"

"Lord Feng Xiao, if you don't want to increase the price, I will announce that Xiao Wu belongs to Mr. Song," Mu Xiaoyu smiled.

Feng Xiao glared at Mu Xiaoyu coldly, looked at the several Taiyi Sect disciples around him and shouted, "Give me all your Yuan Stones, quick,"

"Yes, Second Senior Brother,"

Everyone hurriedly took out their storage containers and handed over all the Yuanshi cards and even some fragments of Yuanshi to Feng Xiao.

"A group of poor ghosts," Feng Xiao counted the number of these yuan stones, and said in a deep voice, "I will give 500 million yuan stones,"

"500 million yuan, it seems that our Xiao Wu is really very tempting," Mu Xiaoyu chuckled and pinched the young man's cheek, and his eyes swept to Song Dongyuan, "Mr. Song, do you still want to increase the price?"

"Forget it, I've done my best," Song Dongyuan shook his head dryly, looked at the young man kneeling on the high platform, and shook his head regretfully, "Poor child,"

Feng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Song Dongyuan fiercely, it seems that Song Dongyuan really has a net worth of 500 million stones, but he finally photographed this young man's dead man, if it is given to the master as a birthday gift, the master will definitely be very happy.

The three dead soldiers were all sold, and from beginning to end, Lin Feng didn't say a word,

This time I came to get clues about Huangliang Pavilion, but these three dead soldiers were not the dead soldiers trained by Huangliang Pavilion, but the transformation of the warriors who were captured after the family was destroyed, relatively speaking, it is not of much significance.

Of course, Lin Feng was not sure that he would be able to photograph them, the net worth of the Xiaozhou martial artist had already shown him, and he was not confident that his money could buy any of them, at this time, he didn't want to be targeted in public.

Of course, more importantly, his current mind is no longer on these three dead soldiers, and all his thoughts have been completely occupied by that one marrow cleansing pill.

After all, for him, Ye Zi is the most important,

Like many martial artists in the hall, his eyes were fixed on the Duobao Daoist who was munching melons and fruits there.

For Ye Zi, he is willing to take a risk,

......

On the high platform, Mu Xiaoyu smiled, extremely happy, tonight's auction so far is undoubtedly extremely successful, and the commission she can get will also be considerable.

But tonight's auction is not over.

Mu Xiaoyu clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The last lot of tonight is auctioned below, and it is also the most valuable lot, the price of this lot starts at one billion yuan stone,"

"Last lot,"

There was a sudden stir in the hall, and most of the warriors thought that these three dead soldiers were the finale auction items, but they didn't expect that they were not.

And the price of this auction item actually reached one billion yuan stone.

What kind of treasure is it that is so valuable,

In Taiyi City, who can have such financial resources to buy treasures of this level?

In the midst of everyone's gaze, four beautiful maids came up carrying a square brocade box, placed the brocade box on the high platform, and then bowed and retreated.

Mu Xiaoyu didn't open the brocade box, looked around at everyone and said with a slight smile: "Everyone knows that Zhuang is the only one in the world, more than 20 years ago, the river boat, the building boat poems, the wine fighting poems hundreds, left a number of eternal swan songs, but who knows, Zhuang everyone is actually a Danqing holy hand,"

"The last lot in today's auction is a pair of genuine Danqing handiwork of Zhuang family,"

"Zhuang everyone's Danqing authentic handiwork, how is this possible," in the auction hall, there was an uproar,

"It is indeed the authentic handiwork of the Zhuang family, this is the identification of our Vientiane Building, there will be no fake, and this painting is still interesting, with a title and a seal,"

Mu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "As we all know, Zhuang everyone has been dormant in Xiaozhou Academy for ten years before they are famous all over the world, and they have left a lot of ink treasures, but Danqing's paintings are still the first time to appear, a total of more than a dozen paintings found this time, all of them are quite interesting, and the style and technique are unprecedented.

*Huang Color After speaking, in the expectant eyes of everyone, Mu Xiaoyu gently opened the brocade box, took out a very beautiful frame of pasted paste, and displayed it in front of everyone with a smile.

"Wow," under the high platform, there was a burst of exclamation,

Lin Feng looked at the painting, his face couldn't help but tremble slightly, he glanced at the sleeping Zhuang Lao in the Feng Ling pendant with his eyes closed, and said in his heart: "Master, do you still say that you are not a Zhuang family?"

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