These two words are like a sledgehammer, striking hard at thyme's heart.

Thyme almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just watched the meat in your mouth be taken away?

She was so unwilling.

Suddenly, she stood up abruptly and asked the auctioneer loudly, "May I ask your bank, what if the girl upstairs can't get the spirit stone?"

The auctioneer's expression did not move, and he said lightly: "According to the rules of this bank, if you can't take out the spirit stone after shouting, you will be kicked out and listed as persona non grata forever." ”

"Good. ”

When Thyme heard this, she sat down again.

She closed her lips tightly with a sneer on her face.

Hmph, Ye Ruoqing, don't get complacent too early, Miss Ben is waiting to see you being kicked out of the auction house and making a fool of yourself in public!

"Six thousand high-grade spirit stones for the third time, if no one bids, this crane feather hairpin will belong to the girl in the elegant room upstairs. The auctioneer repeated it out loud.

There was silence.

No one is stupid, they will spend such a large sum of spirit stones to buy a useless hairpin.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ye Ruoqing's lips.

Seeing that the auctioneer raised the small mallet in his hand, he was about to make a final decision.

Suddenly, a cold and arrogant voice rose to the ground.

"Ten thousand. ”

Ten thousand?!

The auction room suddenly resounded with the sound of gasping cold air.

Even the auctioneer's eyes widened in astonishment, looking at where the sound came from.

Ye Ruoqing frowned slightly and looked at the elegant room in the next room.

She could hear that the voice was coming from the private room.

It's just that the elegant room is the same as her arrangement, and it is covered with a light veil, and you can only see the figures inside, and you can't see anything else.

"There is a son who bids for 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, who else continues to bid?"

After all, the auctioneer was experienced, and after being stunned for a moment, he was the first to come back to his senses and continue to preside over the auction with the same expression.

The appraiser looked at Ye Ruoqing and motioned for her to continue to increase the price.

Ye Ruoqing shook her head and did not speak.

She didn't think it was necessary.

No matter how good the crane feather hairpin is, it is just an ornament to pull your hair, and it is not worth 10,000 high-grade spirit stones.

Good steel should be used on the blade, even if she has spirit stones, she will not spend it on dressing up.

It's just that she has a trace of curiosity, the people in the elegant room are very mysterious, and listening to the voice, it is a young man, what is he going to buy a hairpin for a woman?

But she soon didn't care, these days, there are so many rich people, what kind of strange problems are not, she is too lazy to eat salty radishes and worry about it.

Soon, the crane feather hairpin was auctioned by the mysterious person next door to Ye Ruoqing with 10,000 high-grade spirit stones.

Thyme didn't see it as a good show, and I regretted it in my heart.

Waste, count yourself in luck!

She glared upstairs hatefully, and at the same time glanced curiously at the mysterious private room.

"This is the last lot we have to offer today. ”

In the expectant eyes of everyone, an inconspicuous small ball was placed on the auction table, which immediately caused a whisper below.

"Hey, what's this gray buttle?"

"It's like a pill. ”

"How can there be such an ugly pill, round or not, ugly to death!"

Many people had disappointed expressions on their faces.

They wait until the end, just waiting for this last finale.

In the past, when auctioned, the last lot was often a shocking thing that caused a sensation as soon as it appeared.

But what kind of treasure is this dusty little ball!