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Those people, without exception, wore masks on their faces, and they didn't know each other, as if they were strange subjects.

Without exception, their eyes are fixed on the auction table, and you can imagine how much they are looking forward to today's auction.

Shui Lingyue and Mingxi got down from the elevator, and the dozen or so guards were already waiting there, and when they saw Mingxi coming down, they immediately stood respectfully and neatly on both sides.

Shui Lingyue looked ahead and found that the corridor in front of her led directly to the exclusive seat of the high-level of the Heavenly Pavilion, and Mingxi took Shui Lingyue and went straight to the middle of the exclusive seat of the high-level of the Heavenly Pavilion.

At this time, the pavilion masters of the other three pavilions had not yet come, and the seats reserved for the upper echelons of the Heavenly Pavilion were empty.

Mingxi looked at the empty seats and couldn't help frowning slightly.

According to the situation in the past, at this time, at least three of the four pavilion masters will come, what is going on today?

The auction was about to start, but no one came.

Usually, except for Tian Ruoyu alone, the other three would come here early.

Thinking of Tian Ruoyu, Mingxi couldn't help frowning.

She always waited for the auction to start before she was late, and she said that she had been punished and punished, but unfortunately it was useless at all.

Mingxi sat down with a dark face, arrogantly cocked Erlang's legs, raised his head sideways and glanced at Shui Lingyue, and motioned for her to sit beside him.

Shui Lingyue looked at Mingxi's upturned legs, and her heart couldn't help but sink.

This action is really like a modern dragon Teng, is this Ming Xi really a dragon from the dragon.

Thinking of this, Shui Lingyue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that she had to find an opportunity to test him.

Shui Lingyue sat down beside Ming Xi, at this time, Tian Qi, the master of the East Pavilion Pavilion, accompanied by two entourages, walked over to this side, and when he saw Ming Xi, Tian Qi was startled, and hurriedly walked over, bowed to Ming Xi ninety degrees, and made a respectful salute, and said, "Subordinates see the lord." ”

After Tianqi finished speaking, he didn't take the initiative to straighten up, but still maintained this appearance of bowing ninety degrees, standing there, waiting for Mingxi's instructions.

Mingxi didn't say a word, didn't even make a mumb, just crossed Erlang's legs, and his eyes swept over the audience.

Tianqi has been standing there, maintaining the posture of bowing ninety degrees, and he doesn't dare to move.

One minute, five minutes...... Twenty minutes passed, and Mingxi still didn't speak.

This posture of bowing 90 degrees is the most tiring, although Tianqi's cultivation is extraordinary, but this cultivation is not on the waist pole, and he is tired enough at the moment, but Mingxi doesn't say anything to let him get up, where does he dare to get up.

At this time, the seats in the audience were almost full, and at the entrance and exit of the auction hall, there were guards slowly closing the door.

The host of the auction came out of the backstage, a middle-aged man in his forties, the man's appearance was not special, not particularly handsome, but not ugly, he belonged to the kind of ordinary that he would not recognize it when thrown into the crowd.

However, the bearing of that person's body is a little extraordinary, and as soon as he stands there, he gives people a particularly amiable feeling.

The auction host walked to the middle and said loudly downward, "Now, the last auction of the Heavenly Pavilion of the year has officially begun. ”

There were no extra politenesses, no superfluous greetings, and the information about the start of the auction was announced directly.

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