The auction price of the baptism liquid soared, far exceeding Fu Tian and Zhao Ran's expectations!

The atmosphere at the auction hall was extremely tense!

The price in the market is constantly churning, the original reserve price is 300 million, and the price is 700 million in a moment!

Suddenly, the entire auction hall fell into silence!

Maybe this has reached the limit! Fu Tian is already very satisfied with this result, after all, if it goes on like this, the three billion that Zhao Ran originally needed is enough, and there is no need to think of other ways!

However......

"Eight hundred million!" Suddenly, a loud voice came from an inconspicuous corner of the auction hall!

Immediately, the silent auction hall was staggered, and a small bottle of baptism liquid was bought at a sky-high price, and the auctioneer Su Ming almost couldn't close his mouth with a smile!

The voice...... Fu Tian frowned, his face was suspicious, and his eyes looked over! Immediately, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of bitterness, "Uh... ......Father! Oolong!"

Fu Tian leaned lazily on the quilt chair and looked at the lively atmosphere in the venue......

"Fu Tian, what's wrong?" Jiang Bing asked puzzled.

"Hey!" Fu Tian was slightly stunned, as if he remembered something, and his heart warmed slightly, "Father is still so enthusiastic and wants to give me the best resources......!"

"Huh?" Jiang Bingyu's gaze also swept over, "You mean that black-robed man is Uncle Fu?"

Fu Tian nodded......

However, just as he thought that the auction would end there, at the other end of the box, an old voice shouted, "Eight hundred and fifty million!"

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the entire auction house rose again!

And at this moment, Fu Tian also stood up from the seat, "Father...... Don't raise the price, it's a son begging you!"

"Friend...... The old man is determined to win, if you give up this opportunity, the old man can guarantee to give your family a place as a disciple of the Northern Spirit Academy!"

Suddenly, the rich people in the audience looked at the box one by one, but unfortunately they couldn't see the situation in the box at all, but ...... The characters who can guarantee the number of disciples of the Northern Spirit Academy will definitely not be simple!

Fu Donghai, who was in the auction hall, gritted his teeth, puffed up his chest, and was about to ask for the price, but a feminine voice came from behind him, "Old guy, you are raising the price, and your family will die!"

Fu Donghai's right hand, which was about to be raised, fell slowly, although it was only a slight change, but it did not escape Fu Tian's perception!

Moreover, Su Ming of the auction house was also displeased, this practice is forbidden by Vientiane Building!

"Haha...... It seems that this bottle of baptismal liquid belongs to the old man!"

Looking at the somewhat complacent figure in the box, Su Ming's eyes flashed a trace of unwillingness!

But......

"Nine hundred million!"

Su Ming, who was originally a little lost, once again burned with enthusiasm in his eyes, and looked at another box.

And everyone in the auction hall also stood up one after another, and their hot eyes fell on the two boxes respectively......

"Friend...... This bottle of baptismal liquid is extremely important to the old man!And ask a friend to give him a face!" The old man in the box stood up and swept his gaze to the box where Fu Tian was.

And Ye Mo on the side, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he closed it again!

The one who called out nine hundred million just now should be Futian's little white face......

Should I tell the envoy about the situation in the box!

It'......s just that if you accidentally anger the envoy by speaking, I'm afraid that your life will be gone! Maybe the envoy will react later! Ye Mo thought so in his heart, and stood quietly aside!

"Huh...... Why should I give you face!Your face is not worth much to me!" Fu Tian said angrily, especially when he learned from Jiang Bingyu's mouth that it was very likely that the envoy of the Northern Spirit Valley was in the box! If he didn't knock it out now, it really wouldn't be Fu Tian!

"Hmph...... Boy, you're too arrogant, billion!" the old man's face changed completely.

However, at this moment, Fu Tian in the box smiled, the more the divine liquid was sold in the auction house, the more he would get...... Although he has no concept of money, isn't Zhao Ran short of money now?

"1.2 billion!" Fu Tian then bid again!

And this time, everyone in the auction house went completely crazy, a bottle of divine liquid was sold for 1.2 billion, and it seems that the price is going to rise! And look at the formation, it is also rising in the unit of 100 million!

"1.3 billion!" An old voice came from another box, and everyone could hear the anger in the old man's heart from that voice, "Boy, you're talking, and the old man won't play with you!"

The Northern Spirit Valley Venerable Envoy felt a pain in his heart, and said in a threatening tone.

Fu Tian spread his hands slightly, "Okay...... Look at how sincere you are...... Just give it to you!"

Immediately, Fu Tian sat down, picked up a small piece of chilled watermelon and ate it, his heart was extremely comfortable, Zhao Ran originally told that there was a gap of three billion funds, but he didn't expect that a bottle of divine liquid would be sold at such a price!

However, before Fu Tian could sit firmly, Su Ming's numb voice sounded again, "1.3 billion once......"

"1.3 billion secondary ......"

"1,300,000,000,000,0......00,000,00

......

However, after three breaths, no one in the entire auction hall was following the price, so Su Ming could only helplessly knock on the table and set the buyer, "Deal!"

Immediately, the maid on the side was very clever, and she carefully picked up the plate containing the divine liquid worth 1.3 billion gold coins and walked towards the private room!

Then just when everyone thought it was over, suddenly Su Ming said again, "Don't be anxious, everyone, it was just an appetizer, and now is the real beginning!"

Just when everyone was puzzled, the envoy of the Northern Spirit Valley had already transferred 1.3 billion to the account of the Vientiane Building!

However, in the next scene, the statue almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

"I have just been notified by the seller that this time this auction will be auctioned off at a time...... Ten bottles of divine liquid!" Su Ming said excitedly, the numb voice, especially the slightly swaying career line, made everyone suddenly shocked!

Ten bottles of ...... If one bottle is 1.3 billion, then wouldn't ten bottles be at least 13 billion? Thinking of this, all the rich people in the audience shook their heads with a wry smile, no matter how rich they are, it is impossible for them to be so rich!

And Fu Tian in the box was also in deep thought, isn't it...... I obviously only gave Zhao Ran six bottles of divine liquid, but how come Vientiane Lou took out eleven bottles, almost twice as many as before!

Could it be that Vientiane Building is cheating? However, such an idea flashed by, and the auction house of Vientiane Building could endure for a long time, so naturally it would not do such a thing!

What thought of Fu Tian in his heart!

At the beginning, Fu Tian also made a move on the divine fluid...... After all, it was not my own person, so I redeemed two more bottles......

But I didn't expect Zhao Ran, this kid, to make so many ...... My heart is so dark!

However, fortunately, the quality of these divine liquids is the same, even if Zhao Ran makes a move, but the quality of those baptism divine liquids that these sects of the Shenwu Principality have is still much higher!

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