"A million taels?" The black-robed old man was sluggish, and the small hammer almost hit his hand, but none of this mattered, the important thing was that someone actually bid a million taels of gold! Gold!

Was the gold blown by a strong wind? The more I think about it, the more this possibility becomes. Otherwise, who can't get along with gold like this? Isn't it fragrant to keep it for food?

I saw the old man in the black robe blushing and singing loudly, "One million!" The guests of room 1 gave 1 million taels of gold! ”

There was an uproar, and the voices were boiling!

The sound of shattering the ground is terrifying!

What kind of rich guy is this, does he know that he is dying? From eighty-two, directly to a million, is this to never be troubled?

Ahh

Ahh

Ask to show your face!

Begging for it!

Could it be that the silver taels in the treasury were used?

Lose your marbles! Lose your marbles! It's a demon!

"Crazy, Yun Xiyao is really an out-and-out madman." Bai Qingyun thought to himself, "Even if your Ninth Emperor Uncle has a big family, he can't afford to raise such a loser's little girl......"

Nangong Zhe looked annoyed, and snorted coldly, "A stupid woman who doesn't know the height of the sky." ”

"Ah Zhe, do you want to go over and remind that guy of the lost princess?" Bai Qingyun couldn't bear it, and felt sorry for the Nine Princes! A million gold......

Nangong Zhe is also struggling with this issue, whether to step forward to dissuade her, and then think about it, her life and death have a relationship with herself? If you don't do it, you won't die, and when you go crazy with tossing, see how Nangong Rui can bear it, and if you don't believe it, you won't get married? Hum!

"You-" Ling Qianqian was so angry that smoke rose above her head, leaning forward, and the more she listened, the more frightened she became. It's her! His lips trembled, and he spoke incoherently, "You...... Who are you? Have the ability to stand up for this saint! ”

Wow –

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at this, they must be half angry, angry, and it seems that they have forgotten to maintain their image!

"Poof!" Ling Qianqian almost fell headlong, this is a shame to be thrown into Yunxi.

The end of the crossbow!

The little guy beside Mo Feimo opened his eyes in surprise, and his voice was a little excited, "Young master, this voice ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Feimo raising his hand, his eyes were dark, and his lips were smiling, "Little girl, it's really getting more and more interesting......"

How is it possible not to know who it is? Yun Xiyao's voice is very recognizable, others can't imitate it, is there anything to hide, familiar people can hear it at once.

Ling Feiyu, the prince of Shuiyue, was relatively calm, controlled Ling Qianqian, and shouted at Yun Xiyao, "This friend, this prince urgently needs this treasure, I don't know if I can give in?" I, Shuiyue Country, am grateful, if not, I am afraid that both sides will lose, and people with ulterior motives will be cheapened. ”

Tian Ce frowned, why is this so unpleasant?

Urgently needed? Who doesn't urgently need it? What a big face!

Yun Xi Yao's breeze was light, "It's interesting to talk so much nonsense?" What about the face? The price is too high, this is the rule of the auction house! A million, do you follow or not? ”

"Y-damn you!" Ling Feiyu, the prince of Shuiyue, had a dark face, and he couldn't help the other party's oil and salt!

"The guests of room one will be one million taels of gold at a time." The black-robed old man of the Yiren Auction House slowly opened his mouth and asked with a smile, "Is there any bidder?" One million taels of gold twice. ”

Everyone looked at each other, who wants to be cannon fodder if they are good? There was a dead silence, and no one said a word.

"Qianqian, forget it, this person seems to be bound to win, we are afraid that we will ......" Ling Feiyu, the prince of Shuiyue, was helpless, and persuaded him, if this affected the national strength of the Moon God Kingdom, his father would definitely not agree.

"Brother Feiyu, please, no matter what you ask, I will agree to you, Brother Feiyu...... Woo woo......" Ling Qianqian tugged at Ling Feiyu's cuffs, her eyes bloodshot, as if a person on the verge of death suddenly grabbed the last straw.

Ling Feiyu, the prince of the Water Moon, was silent for a while, for the sake of Qianqian, is it worth it? It was this stunned kung fu that Ling Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she suddenly let go, regardless of the obstruction, and shouted one second before the black-robed old man was set, "One hundred and one thousand!" ”

The ......auction hall was noisy.

It's really a good show!

"Ling Qianqian, are you crazy!" Ling Feiyu, the prince of Shuiyue, was so angry that he vomited blood, and he was angry with her for the first time!

Do you know that making trouble at the Pleasant Auction House is undoubtedly death? casually shouting that the price can't afford the money, chopping hands and stomping feet are light, and the emperor's relatives can't eat and walk around, and they will never be able to raise their heads in the entire elite circle.

He can't afford to lose this person, and the Moon God Kingdom can't afford to lose this face!

Ling Qianqian's eyes were red, and she pleaded with tears, "Brother Feiyu, can you help me this time again?" Otherwise, I really can't live, and there is only one way to die. ”

Seeing this, Ling Feiyu, the Prince of Water Moon, had a slight flash in his eyes, "You really promise everything?" ”

Ling Qianqian nodded indignantly.

"Yun Xiyao is too much, she doesn't know how to cherish it at all, if she dies like this, she will definitely be divorced!" Nangong Zhe didn't know why, he saw it in his heart, and he couldn't help cursing Yun Xiyao for being divorced, and he didn't want her to rely on herself.

"Ah Zhe, did you say that you deliberately went against Ling Qianqian because of what happened before?" Bai Qingyun's eyes flashed with a sense of loss, and he guessed.

"No!" Nangong Zhe said categorically, "She is pure death, and she doesn't know how thick the sky is." ”

Ling Qianqian's side had just paid Ling Feiyu's tax, and before she could continue to increase the price, Yun Xiyao's underbeaten voice sounded again, lingering for a long time, "One million and one hundred thousand." ”

"Damn!"

Yun Xiyao hooked her lips, to be honest, she doesn't have anything else, as for the money? Counting with your fingers, you probably only have money left for the poor......

Bai Qingyun's eyelids jumped wildly, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, "Ah Zhe, you should send someone to inform the old general, this granddaughter of a loser is going to heaven!" ”

"Loser? All right! The entire General's Mansion and the Nine Kings' Mansion were relieved by her defeat! Nangong Zhe snorted coldly, and rolled his eyes.

Bai Qingyun didn't say a word, and said in his heart, isn't it you who is uncomfortable? Do it!

Ling Feiyu, the prince of Shuiyue, clasped Ling Qianqian's wrist, "Qianqian, at this price, there is no way to keep up...... I'm sorry! ”

"The distinguished guest in Room No. 1 will pay 1.1 million taels of gold!" The black-robed old man was a little suffocated, and his hands trembled a little.

"One million once!"

"One million and one hundred thousand twice!"

"One million and three times!"

Little heart trembles!

"Bump—"

Final word.

"Deal! Golden Silk Fairy Grass, 1.1 million taels of gold, congratulations to the distinguished guests in the No. 1 room! ”

With a hammer, it almost cost Ling Qianqian's life!

A wail came from room 10, some rejoicing and some worried.

"Qianqian! You calm down. Ling Feiyu, the prince of Shuiyue, pressed Qianqian in his arms, "Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, even if my brother works hard, he will give you the things...... Hum! ”