Vientiane Building is in full swing here, and the Roselle Club over there has also reached the beginning today.

The location and scale of the Roselle Club are much larger than those of Vientiane Building, after all, it is profitable every year, and some have enough money to expand and decorate their own territory, and even many shops around it have its shadow more or less.

Today, the huge entrance to the Luoshen Club is wide open, welcoming the arrival of all kinds of people participating in the auction, there are many people, but in previous years, many familiar dignitaries and nobles are very few, and even none of the ten city lords came, and finally looked forward to the people of Jiuxiao City and Youmeng City, and the housekeepers of the two deliberately dressed up, for fear that someone would recognize them.

Song Yuan and Ji Dachuan came out to greet each other in person, and just about to greet them warmly, the two quickly pulled the coats and hats on their heads, pretended to turn a blind eye, and blended into the crowd to enter the auction hall.

Ji Dachuan and Song Yuan looked at each other, smiling helplessly, they have been in business for so many years and have seen too many people, how can they not know that Jiuxiao City and Youmengcheng were refused by Vientiane Tower to participate in the sale of movie tickets for three months, they should have been angry, and they should have stood on the side of the Roselle Club without hesitation.

And through the performance just now, everything is enough to show that the people in their two cities are still subdued, they are waiting for time to kill the anger of Vientiane Tower, waiting for their forgiveness, waiting for three months to participate in movie tickets and more activities in the future.

If they don't participate in the auction of the Roselle Club, it is a letter of nomination, but they are unwilling, so they have to send a housekeeper to sneak around, as if they are thieves, if there is something good that can be auctioned off, if not, try to hide their identities and not be discovered.

And the other eight city lords who really went to see the movie was released, none of them came, and their names were ironclad, which made Ji Dachuan and the others feel unprecedented sadness.

The price has dropped again and again, although some people have returned, but there are very few really rich people, people who know the goods, and there are few people with status, watching people with smiling faces frolicking into the auction hall, Xiao Qingyun in the depths of the hall, his eyes are a little red, he feels that he is holding a charity meeting, opening a porridge shed, and a sense of humiliation suddenly arises.

Now on the other side of the Vientiane Building, there are two immortals, eight city lords, thousands of dignitaries, hundreds of thousands of dignitaries and nobles, and hundreds of thousands of anxious people waiting at the door to look at the posters, waiting for the people who come out of it to explain to them, and the storytellers will make up books with clever tongues, earn their own money, and promote the movie......

More than 10,000 seats gradually filled up again, but he couldn't be interested when he should be happy.

"My lord, shall we begin?" Song Yuan walked in at this time and asked.

"Where's the VIP room?" Xiao Qingyun opened his mouth, and after silence, asked in a calm tone.

"This," Song Yuan hesitated a little, and finally told the truth.

"We have a total of 200 VIP rooms, which in previous years could not be grabbed with a lot of money, and until now, there are still one hundred and eight empty rooms." Song Yuan said this, obviously feeling the city lord's body shake.

"My lord, I can't go on like this, aren't there still people above us, if it doesn't work, just ......" Song Yuan said here, making a movement to wipe his neck, which was also ruthless.

The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, how many years has the Roselle family been dominating the Immortal City, if everything goes well, plus the two adults above the head, even the city lords of the ten ancient cities around may have to express their stance and withdraw all the large, medium and small auctions in their city, so far, there is only one Roselle family.

But because of the two people who suddenly appeared, they brought a movie, rescued a half-dead Vientiane Building, and fought against themselves, the terrible thing is that it did the Roselle Club, and forced the former big brother to be like this sad appearance of no one and no ghost, as if it was a blink of an eye, and everything completely changed.

How could Xiao Qingyun not know what Song Yuan meant, his neck was raised slightly, looking at many people who had never participated in this kind of high-end auction at all, as if he had entered the vegetable market, and said noisily: "Those two adults have been here a long time ago, and as soon as they entered the Vientiane Building, they were scared away, and they didn't hurt their lives, they have been determined to be a human king who is at least in the Daochen Realm, I don't know which one it is, the red-haired man doesn't seem to want to reveal his identity, those seniors who play mortal dust are all weird personalities, The two adults have clearly warned me not to provoke each other. ”

"Huh?" Song Yuan was a little shocked, and laughed casually: "It can only be like this?" ”

"It can only be like this, you can't fight and you can't fight, you can't fight, senior, why did you choose me to be in Xiancheng." Xiao Qingyun shouted angrily.

On the other side of the Vientiane Building, Lu Shan, who was constantly busy, sneezed six times in a row, rubbed his nose, and was a little puzzled: "Which turtle son is scolding Lao Tzu?" ”

"Lu Shan, what are you doing, come over and help!" The corpse man shouted.

"Hey, here ...... are"

Roselle Auction!

In the center of the auction hall, a crisp bell rang, and then it sounded in the whole field, suppressing the noisy noise.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, a cloud of energy slowly extended upward, and finally like a prison, the auction table was sealed inside, which was a protective measure to prevent anyone from scrambling.

Everything was ready, and as the floor of the auction table slowly cracked open with the muffled sound of metal shafts rubbing, a staircase passage extending into the ground appeared under the gaze of countless people in the auction hall.

The stairs appeared, and then a man dressed in white walked out slowly with a smile on his face, it was Song Yuan.

"Hehe, old man Song Yuan, in previous years, large and small auctions were my main field, I think many friends also know me, today I Luo Shen will hold an auction here, the old man will thank you here first." Song Yuan swept his gaze to everyone present one by one, and said with a smile.

"The rules of the auction, everyone must know, and I know who is behind the Roselle Club, so I won't say more, and then, please enjoy the auction feast of my Roselle Club." Song Yuan smiled, and then beckoned, a girl who was dressed in revealing clothes and looked good walked out of the backstage with a silver plate covered with a red cloth, and carefully placed it on the auction table.

"The appetizer of our Roselle Society, a snow jade bone ginseng with 1,300 years old, has a great effect on the exorcist, and I don't need to say much about the value, two thousand spirit crystals will be auctioned, and the price increase shall not be less than five hundred spirit crystals each time." Song Yuan said with a smile.

"Two thousand five hundred!" Someone shouted the price, Song Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief, what he was afraid of was the cold field.

"Three thousand!"

"Three thousand five!" There were only a few exorcist masters who came today, and when they shouted 3,500 spirit crystals, no one raised the price, which made Song Yuan's face suddenly look ugly.

More than 1,000 years of snow jade bone ginseng, according to the normal price, at least 8,000 or even 10,000, even when it was first collected, it cost 3,000 spirit crystals, a lot of manpower and material resources, and only 500 pieces, but it is really the greatest sorrow in the history of the Roselle Society.

Song Yuan's eyes gestured slightly to the auction floor, and another voice shouted: "Four thousand!" ”