scolded Zhou Qiubai and Dai Qianfan, who were boring and self-deprecating, He Yingwu had a good time chatting with Song Liancheng, just like most of the participants.

Suddenly, applause burst out, but it was Lu Fengmei, Ji Fengmian, and the auctioneer who appeared together and stood on the front auction table.

Naturally, it was the host Ji Fengmian who spoke first, and after the big quata and the special envoy, he talked about the auction rules and auction process roughly.

At its core, it has two meanings:

The first one, everyone has fun;

Second, I hope everyone will abide by the rules of the auction, although Wen Yuan Ancestor does not show up, he pays close attention to the discipline of the venue in the background.

After that, Lu Fengmei, the special envoy of the Purple Cloud Sect, delivered a speech.

probably knew that part of the income from the auction would go into his pocket, so now Lu Fengmei looked much brighter with a smile, and the eyes of the rich people were much softer.

He's basically a perfunctory politeness.

Taking advantage of the boredom, He Yingwu reconfirmed the location of Zhou Qiubai and Dai Qianfan, and gently pulled Song Liancheng: "The location must be remembered!

"Sect Master rest assured!" Song Liancheng said.

......

As Lu Feng's eyebrows rang the golden gong, the auction began.

The auctioneer stands in front of the table on the stage and introduces the first lot.

"Dear friends, our first lot tonight is amazing! It is said that the heart of a friar is the needle of the seabed, but there is one mind that remains unchanged through the ages, and that is ...... Yong!Bao!Qing!Spring!Everyone is optimistic, the lot from Qingfeng Sect, the Age-Nourishing Pill! Take it once, 30 years of youth! The male cultivator pats it to send the female cultivator, and the female cultivator pats it for her own use......"

In the auctioneer's provocative introduction, the auction display staff held a jade tray with a red silk base, and seemed to float down from the stage as if in a hurry, calmly passing through the crowd.

And after walking this time, people found that the seemingly messy seat arrangement turned out to be a lot of thought, and people shuttled by, walked the shortest way, but took care of all the people.

That's good!

He Yingwu's attention is naturally not on the Resident Age Yangyan Pill, this thing Li Shizhen Master has refined a lot, and it is really nothing to look at.

However, he clearly observed that the auction staff should take out ten lots from the lot warehouse at a time according to the auction order.

One piece in the hands of the displayer, plus the nine pieces quietly placed behind the auctioneer's right, is exactly ten.

According to the catalogue of lots, the number of the Flu Wave Rings he wants to bid on is eight.

The pace of the auction is faster than He Yingwu expected, after the auctioneer has introduced, the display staff has quickly walked around, which is the bidding hammer link, and because the lot catalog has been sent to the bidders very early, what price to win what treasure, everyone has already known, and naturally will not hesitate to ink.

......

When the sixth piece was photographed, He Yingwu saw a Taoist boy bending down next to Dai Qianfan and saying something softly, and saw that Dai Qianfan seemed to be stunned, and then quietly stood up and went out like a ghost.

......

He Yingwu and Song Liancheng glanced at each other and nodded slightly, it seemed that everything was going according to plan.

Soon came the eighth lot.

"The eighth piece, Liubo Ling! It is a lot taken out by our old giant on the island of a thousand islands, Liubo Gate! Ming people don't say secret words, and when they photograph Liubo Ling, they will get a chance to have dinner with the master of Liubo Gate Lin Qingxuanmen! Dinner is a small matter, but if you talk about it during dinner, you can make a big deal! If you want to enter a first-class sect and start a sect and want to quickly become famous, this is a rare opportunity......

The auctioneer really dared to say it, but the fact was basically the case, the so-called eighty-one first-class sects were almost all controlled by Wen Yuangu, Liubo Sect, and Wuji Sword Sect, and it would definitely be beneficial to curry favor with any one.

The competition in the Flowing Wave Order is quite fierce, and there are about three types of bidders:

First, it is attached to the Liubo Gate, but it is not very popular with the marginal first-class sect.

Just kidding, what should I do if someone else shoots me away and squeezes me down? So it's still strangled in the cradle, and I won't give you the opportunity to eat alone with Lin Qingxuan's master at all;

second, there are many old sects that are interested in hugging the thighs of Liubomen;

Third, stunned young people who want to take shortcuts.

"20,000 Polar Spirits!" someone shouted.

"30,000 ....."

"50,000 ......"

"100,000 ......"

These four shouts, one by one, the fried beans generally reach 100,000.

He Yingwu was stunned, and turned his head to look at Song Liancheng: "I'm X! so crazy?"

"The sect master is still gentle! ”

He Yingwu sighed depressedly: "I...... This offer is really a batch of elegant crazy X!"

The shouting continues:

"130,000!"

"150,000!"

"200,000!"

"250,000!"

......

to 250,000, the scene was quiet for a while.

At the end of the day, it's an opportunity, and all chances represent just probability.

With a probability of 250,000 top-grade spirit stones, is it worth it, but you have to think about it, or in other words, there is a certain probability that you can use these top-grade spirit stones to walk around the relationship between other people in the Liubo Gate!

"255,000!" He Yingwu suddenly gritted his teeth and raised his sign, shouting loudly.

Immediately, a man from the Black Tower was furious: "Who? Who is only 5,000 more than me?"

He Yingwu ignored him at all, still holding the sign high, his eyes full of eager light.

The auction rule is to increase the price by at least 5,000 Extreme Spirits each time, and he didn't violate the rules! On the contrary, if the Black Tower man threatened him personally, where would Wen Yuangu's face go?

Ignoring it is the best strategy.

"255,000 ......," the auctioneer raised his hammer.

The big man of the Black Tower gritted his teeth: "280,000!"

"280,000! 280,000 once!280,000 taels ......"

"285,000!" He Yingwu shouted as his breathing became shorter.

"I'm ....... you"

Boom~~~

The man in the Black Tower got up, but before he finished his foul mouth, he suddenly rose into the air, threw it backwards like a rag baggage, hit the wall with a click, and fell to the ground hard, and he was already unconscious.

Immediately, two staff members came over, one left and one right, and threw him out.

What should be the constriction of pupils!

The strong wind came from the front, and it should be the Wenyuan Valley Monsoon Sleep that shot!

This guy and the envoy Lu Fengmei sat in the first row, talking and laughing, and they didn't take this little episode seriously at all.

He Yingwu's license plate was still being held, he was so nervous that his mouth and tongue were dry, his Adam's apple moved slightly, he kept swallowing saliva, looking around, and kept muttering: "I am 285,000! I am 285,000! I am 28......5,000."

Get rid of a desperate one, fight out the old bottom to seize this opportunity, and wholeheartedly hug the stunned green of Liubomen's thighs.

Everyone is also well aware that this kind of desperate guy is often abandoned by opportunities.

"285,000 once...... 285,000 ......," the auctioneer shouted, raising his hammer.

Suddenly, a clear voice shouted, "300,000!"

He Yingwu was stunned, stared forward with wide eyes, it was a young man in white!

The guy also turned to look at He Yingwu and showed an impeccable standard smile.

"This ......" He Yingwu looked at Song Liancheng anxiously.

Song Liancheng shook his head and frowned: "He is only for raising the price, not for the flow of waves, the sect master must not be in a hurry!"

In the cry of "300,000 once", He Yingwu gritted his teeth and said loudly: "330,000! 330,000!"

His voice was dry, hoarse, and a little insane.

"Hahahaha...... the young man in white laughed vigorously, "380,000!"

"You ......" He Yingwu's face was pale, his chest rose and fell, and his eyes were as if they were about to burst into flames, "Good! good! good!

As soon as the word "return to you" came out, the young man in white was stunned......

Huh? No price increases?

No!

His mouth opened slightly, and his neck was extended: "You...... You...... You ......."

"380,000 once...... 380,000 two ...... 380,000 ......"

"385,000!" At the last moment, He Yingwu suddenly raised his hand lightly and shouted.

He also stared at the young man in white defiantly, trying to squeeze out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

The young man in white was also looking at him, gritting his teeth desperately, but he didn't dare to make another offer after all, obviously, if he wanted to bid again, it would really be smashed in his own hands.

“...... 385,000 three times!

Call~~~

He Yingwu leaned softly on the back of the chair, desperately wiping his sweat.

The most bewildered person in the audience was Song Liancheng, his face was full of surprise: "Sect Master, this ...... This ......"

I didn't discuss this beforehand!

He Yingwu smiled a little weakly: "It's okay! It's okay! I can afford it! I can afford to ...... it."

And in the depths of his panicked eyes, it was as quiet as the deep sea.

Song Liancheng's panicked, incomprehensible, and helpless performance is just right, after all, the expression of true feelings is much more real than any "performance".

Under the calm of the sea, things went super smoothly.