Thirty million gold coins to buy a sword, whether it is in Duolong County or the imperial capital of the first city in the mainland, this is a very sensational news, rushing to see the excitement and the endless stream of people who have a friendship, if it weren't for Situ Qingyang's early arrangement, I am afraid that the Lingfeng private room is already crowded with people at this time.

After the auction of the Sword of the Wind, there was no auction of the Goddess of Light suit, but some other things, many of these things were holy soldiers, and a new trend was set off for a while, Ling Feng was chatting with Situ Qingyang in the private room, and suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the tiger roared up to open the door, and it turned out to be the waiter of Jinding, who cautiously said that he was here to find Situ Qingyang.

"What kind of person has such a big shelf?" Situ Qingyang asked with an unkind face as he walked to the last private room on the third floor, and the waiter followed him and returned cautiously: "He said that he was the grandfather's son, but his subordinates didn't recognize him." Situ Qingyang's face changed slightly, although there are three Xiangye in the imperial capital, but only Mu Zihao can call himself the son of Xiangye, as soon as he thought that it was this person, Situ Qingyang's face was very ugly, and he pushed open the door of the private room with a cold face, and as soon as he entered the door, there was a disgusting laughter.

"Hey, don't move, let the young master touch it. Mu Zihao sat on the soft couch, his fat hand caressing the maid beside him unscrupulously, it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old delicate girl, who was touched and had nowhere to hide, and turned her head vigorously, "Who are you?

"My name is Situ Qingyang, but are you looking for me?" Situ Qingyang didn't pay attention to him, but looked at Mu Zihao, Mu Zihao raised his head with a smile, glanced at Situ Qingyang, and said, "It turns out that you are Miss Situ, don't come to harm?" Situ Qingyang, who was unharmed and immediately hooked, was on fire in his heart, but Situ Qingyang was a cultured person, and he did not get angry on the spot, but endured it: "May I ask Your Excellency?"

"It's just Mu Zihao. Mu Zihao's eyes wandered around Situ Qingyang's chest with a smile, what the meaning of the obscene eyes was self-evident, Situ Qingyang's heart was on fire, he didn't want to see him for a quarter of an hour, and immediately turned around and left, "Hey, Miss Situ, don't be in a hurry to leave, I have something to ask you for help." Mu Zihao hurriedly had an accident and stopped Situ Qingyang.

"What's the matter?" Situ Qingyang turned around and asked with a cold face, Mu Zihao rubbed his hands, but lightly nodded the table and said, "I heard that you just shot the Sword of the Wind out, I like this sword very much, I hope you can help me find a way to buy it back." "The auction house has the rules of the auction house, once you make a sale, it belongs to someone else, I don't think I can help you." The corners of Situ Qingyang's mouth raised slightly, and he refused unceremoniously, "It doesn't matter if Miss Situ doesn't help, I want to know who bought it, this can always be done?" Mu Zihao continued to ask.

"Guest information is confidential, if you want to know, unless they agree. Neither soft nor hard replied, Situ Qingyang turned around and walked out, with a slight look, the young man sitting next to Mu Zihao immediately got up, and his figure blocked the door in a flash, his slender eagle eyes were full of coldness, "Mu Gongzi, have you forgotten what place this is?" Situ Qingyang's face remained unchanged, without a trace of fear, he just took out a bell from his arms.

Although the bell is small, it is not small, as long as Situ Qingyang shakes the bell, the master of Jinding Auction House will break in, Mu Zihao said with a smile: "Miss Situ, we are also old acquaintances, business is not benevolent, can we always sit down and chat and have a glass of wine?" "I'm busy." Situ Qingyang was about to ring the bell, but the young man who blocked the door saw Mu Zihao's eyes, and quickly flashed away, Situ Qingyang strode out, and snorted coldly when he went out.

"Young master, this girl doesn't know how to lift. Returning to the soft couch, the young man said with an unhappy face, Mu Zihao sneered, noncommittal, but the young man continued: "Young master, do you want me to teach her a lesson, or tie her up to put the young master on fire?" Mu Zihao grinned when he heard this, his chubby face trembled, and he drank a glass of wine, but Mu Zihao patted the young man's shoulder and said: "Wise, this girl is not an ordinary girl, it's okay to laugh, it's really not okay." ”

"That's what the young master said. Zhao Yingming nodded, in fact, he just said that, the eldest lady of the Jinding Auction House, how could someone like him touch it, even if Mu Zihao ordered, he had to weigh it carefully, fortunately, although Mu Zihao was arrogant, but he was not stupid to this point, he took off her clothes at the Imperial Academy last time, and she was almost killed by her father, even if she wanted to be happy, she couldn't leave a handle.

"Go and ask me what kind of person shot the Sword of the Wind. Mu Zihao slapped the other subordinate out, "Young Master, what are we here to buy?" Zhao Yingming asked, Mu Zihao touched his chin and said, "Buy the Goddess of Light suit." Zhao Yingming was obviously stunned, and said strangely: "Young master, although this goddess suit is an artifact, it is indeed a women's style, and you can't show your manhood when you wear it." "Of course I didn't wear it, Her Royal Highness the princess will have a birthday next month, and I want to buy it for him." Mu Zihao pursed his lips and smiled, with a look of yearning.

"If the young master gives this thing to Her Royal Highness the Princess, Her Royal Highness will definitely smile, and when the time comes, will he enhance his relationship with the young master?" Zhao Yingming patted his ass very slippery, and said all the words that Mu Zihao liked to hear, when he thought of His Royal Highness the princess throwing himself into his arms, Mu Zihaole's eyes were piled together, and he smiled as much as he could.

The two were talking and laughing, the subordinate who had been sent out before came back, sat back on the tatami mat and said it seriously, Mu Zihao's face became entangled, Zhao Yingming said in surprise: "You said you took 30 million gold coins?" The subordinate nodded, Mu Zihao frowned, his face was unhappy, the sword of the wind shot 30 million, and the goddess suit had three pieces, wouldn't it be to shoot 90 million? Not to mention 90 million, he only had 10 million in his hand, and most of these 10 million were stolen from his home.

"Young master, what should I do?" The subordinate knew what his young master was doing, as a personal guard who had been with him for more than ten years, he could see Mu Zihao's embarrassment at a glance, "What should I do?" Our young master bought things, when did he give cash, and which one was not sent by them?" The people didn't hear about it, but they hadn't left yet, and they were in the third private room. ”

"Let's go, go see this friend. Mu Zihao got up immediately, and the maid who was squeezed by him at the top corner of the soft couch finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the three of them walked out of the private room door in a hurry, and found the No. 3 private room all the way, and did not knock on the door, just pushed it open and walked in.

Zhao Yingming took the lead, rushed in with a full face, his slender eyes looked at it, but he saw Situ Qingyang, and then he saw a handsome young man sitting next to Situ Qingyang, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and an extraordinary bearing, the angular side face could be seen under the light of the light in the room, Zhao Yingming couldn't help but feel ashamed, but then he was shocked by an unparalleled murderous aura, and the eyes of the killing wolf were full of cold chills, staring at the person who rushed into the room.

Zhao Yingming's face changed suddenly, his eyes were full of incredulity Looking at the intact killing wolf, he had secretly calculated one of his arms that day, why is he sitting here like no one is now, since the killing wolf is here, then it is self-evident who that young man is, Zhao Yingming took a step back and said to the door: "Young master, it's Ling Feng's kid." ”

"Who should I be, it turned out to be a dirt bun. Mu Zihao walked in laughing, and at a glance, he saw Situ Qingyang sitting intimately with Ling Feng, and suddenly an indescribable karmic fire rushed to his heart, "Shout, isn't this Mu Gongzi?

Mu Zihao's fingers trembled, the revenge of the severed hand was a thorn in his throat, if it wasn't for his father who locked him up at home, he would have taken revenge a long time ago, and now he saw that it was Ling Feng who bought the sword of the wind, Mu Zihao was even more annoyed, he couldn't take out 30 million, he, why?

"It's not bad. Mu Zihao sat down with a cold face, Situ Qingyang was telling Ling Feng about meeting him, but he didn't expect him to come over, snorted coldly, Miss Situ stood up and sat on the other side of Ling Feng, turned her head but didn't want to look at him, although this action was a little childish, but it really stimulated Mu Zihao, Mu Zihao's face was slightly red, and he was so angry that he wanted to attack on the spot.

Zhao Yingming snorted coldly, but he no longer looked at the killing wolf, and took a step back and stood behind Mu Zihao, "I heard that you bought the Sword of the Wind?" Mu Zihao asked coldly, Ling Feng patted the sword box placed aside, and said with a smile: "Yes, if you want to take a look, I don't mind." ”

Mu Zihao suppressed the fire in his heart, but said slowly: "How about giving it to me?" "Let it be given to you?" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and looked funny, "Yes." Just when everyone thought that Ling Feng was going to taunt Mu Zihao, Ling Feng's expression suddenly changed and he nodded.

"However, I will offer a price of 100 million, and I want a nationwide golden ticket, if you can get the money, I will naturally give it to you~" Ling Feng's next sentence almost didn't suffocate Mu Zihao to death, he came to fight Qiu Feng, but he didn't expect Ling Feng to be more ruthless, and he sat on the ground and started the price.

"100 million, no problem, the Prime Minister's Mansion will take it. Mu Zihao gritted his teeth and motioned to Zhao Yingming to take the sword box, Ling Feng was silent, but he glanced at the killing wolf, killing the wolf was already waiting for Ling Feng's order, seeing his eyes, he immediately pounced out like a tiger, Mu Zihao and Zhao Yingming didn't expect that the person next to Ling Feng said to do it, Zhao Yingming retreated one by one, and there were already three deep blood marks on half of his arm, and the blood kept dripping to the ground, Situ Qingyang's expression changed, and his face was full of astonishment, this is the fight?