The corners of Mo Fan's mouth suddenly raised, and he sneered: "What's so surprising about this kind of garbage?"

The white-bearded old man swallowed, looking at the pile of glowing magic weapons, as if he had seen a naked beauty.

As a treasure connoisseur, especially the most professional treasure connoisseur in the Sifang City, he had seen countless magic weapons in his life, but no one had ever taken out so many at once like Mo Fan!

"Ahem, this son, dare to ask who you are?"

"Mo Fan!"

Isn't this the name of the third young master of the Mo family?

The white-bearded old man looked at him strangely, as far as he knew, the third young master of the Mo family was a wasted person, how could he have so many magic weapons?

"Don't grind here, hurry up and give me all this garbage for identification, so as not to waste Uncle Ben's time!"

"Yes...... Yes!"

......

So many precious magic weapons are actually said to be garbage?

The white-bearded old man couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

His wrinkled hands swept over each magic weapon, and when he finally landed on the top of the heavenly shell, he immediately gasped, and his right hand began to tremble.

"Wang ...... A king-level magic weapon?"

"Well, it's just a fighter in the garbage. ”

Although I didn't understand what Mo Fan said, when was the king-level magic weapon turned into garbage?

You must know that there are only a dozen king-level magic weapons in the Sifang City, and there is no emperor-level magic weapon, but it is called garbage?

Crazy, absolutely insane!

Goodo......

The white-bearded old man showed a flattering smile and said in a low voice: "Young Master Mo, your king-level magic weapon is too precious, are you sure you want to auction it?"

"Hurry up, I said, why are you such an old man? Give a reserve price, won't you?"

Mo Fan waved his big hand, and the other party immediately nodded again and again, "A total of thirty-three spirit-level magic weapons, ten sect-level magic weapons, and one king-level magic weapon." For the rest, I can give an approximate estimate, which will not be less than a million. As for this king-level magic weapon, I also ask my son to forgive my sins, I really can't estimate it!"

"Damn, you Wanbao Pavilion can't even estimate the price of a king-level magic weapon?"

"Neither nor not!"

At this time, I only saw an old man wearing a golden robe and a sky-high bun walking out, and after glancing at the white-bearded old man, he said indifferently: "Old He, you should step back first." ”

"Who are you?"

"Wanbao Pavilion Master Qian Donglai is here!"

"Oh, there's finally someone who can talk, hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

Qian Donglai looked at the third young master of the Mo family in front of him, and when he saw that he was holding a black cat in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"I have never auctioned a king-level magic weapon in Wanbao Pavilion, but I have auctioned a sect-level high-grade magic weapon, reaching 1.23 million top-grade spirit stones, so I can set a minimum price for Mo Gongzi that will not be less than 1.5 million!"

"Oh, that adds up to two and a half million?"

Damn, this is Nyima Gili!

"Our auction has begun, I will personally auction these magic weapons of yours, what do you think?"

"Good!"

After the deal was concluded, Mo Fan was taken to an antique room, and below the room was the auction venue, and through the window he could clearly see the people below.

There are really a lot of people here, all the well-known people in the Sifang City are here, even Mo Feiyang, who was taught a lesson by him before, is inside.

"Hey, this idiot is here too?"

At this time, Qian Donglai strode onto the stage, looked at the group of puzzled guests, and smiled indifferently.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know that everyone is wondering why I am auctioning it myself. Because there is a magic weapon that is very important, and it will be the most important thing in our auction. ”

"What are you going to sell?"

"That's it, stop playing tricks, hurry up!"

The corners of Qian Donglai's mouth suddenly curled, and with a wave of his right hand, several people immediately lifted the top heavenly shell out.

"This thing is called the Dingtian Shell, and it is a king-level magic weapon made by the shell of the Golden Snail King!"

"What?"

"It's actually a king-level magic weapon?"

"My God, who actually took out the king-level magic weapon?"

"That's pretty good, isn't it?"

......

Looking at the exclamation of this group of people, Mo Fan almost fainted with laughter, but a king-level magic weapon attracted this group of people so amazing, so if his God Exterminating Sword was unsheathed, they wouldn't be scared and cry?

"And, it's just garbage, you can all be so excited, I'm also convinced!"

"Since it is a king-level magic weapon, it naturally has his role. This canopy helps the user to defend themselves against any attacks. Hehe, including the Martial God!"

Mo Fan immediately pursed his lips, this Qian Donglai is really an old fox, he clearly knows that this king-level magic weapon can only be urged once, but he doesn't say it vaguely, and deliberately lets these people guess.

"Well, I won't talk nonsense, such a good treasure is left by a strong man, if you can get it, maybe you can let someone teach something. There is no reserve price for the auction, so you can increase the price at will!"

"A million!"

Burst......

Mo Fan squirted out a sip of tea directly, this guy is stupid, right?

Is a piece of garbage worth a million high-grade spirit stones?

Not only is this family patriarch a stupid fork, everyone in the audience is a stupid fork!

"Lao Tzu will give 1.2 million! Whoever dares to rob, Lao Tzu will go out and kill him!"

"Grass, the people of my feather gang are not afraid of you, one and a half million!"

"Made, who dares to rob Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will play with him!"

......

A bunch of silly forks......

Mo Fan was speechless for a while, this group of people is simply a group of brains, is it a garbage magic weapon that has been snatched up like this?

At this time, Mo Feiyang stood up directly, "Made, Lao Tzu will pay two and a half million! Who dares to raise the price, my Mo family will definitely not spare him!"

At this time, he was proud in his heart, as long as he had this magic weapon, what was he afraid of?

No matter how strong Mo Fan's strength is, Lao Tzu will consume him!

Mo Fan rolled on the ground with a smile, Nima, this guy is simply a brain-dead......

If you pay back 2.5 million, I think you're a 250000!

......

However, Mo Feiyang's voice undoubtedly made others dare not raise the price anymore, and this price has exceeded many people's expectations.

"Mo Ershao is really magnanimous, since this is the case, then this heavenly shell is Mo Ersow's. The corners of Qian Donglai's mouth are also upturned, and the person who buys this magic weapon will definitely regret it, because he will find that this magic weapon can only be used once......

And at this time, Mo Feiyang seemed to enjoy this feeling of being in the limelight, and it was refreshing in his heart!

Made, Mo Fan, you wait for me!

And Mo Fan in his mouth was already smiling at this time, and his stomach began to hurt when he laughed, while the black cat Youying didn't understand what was funny about this idiot in front of him......