......

As soon as Shan Wushuang's voice fell, Manager Zhong couldn't control his body, and consciously moved a step to the right hand.

Shan Wushuang walked over and walked out of the door.

Manager Zhong looked at Shan Wushuang's distant back, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

This lord has some personality.

I don't know if this character is good or bad.

Hopefully, he really has nothing to fear, he has 600 million soft girl coins in his pocket, which is very unsafe.

I'm afraid there are a lot of people with red eyes.

Happy New Year, have a good trip!

......

Shan Wushuang spared two laps in the cornucopia, and finally found the elevator downstairs, and took the elevator, he came to the first floor of the cornucopia.

Although the first layer of the cornucopia is not crowded, there are many people gathered on the first layer.

I took out my phone and looked at the time, it was 4:42 p.m.

It's still a long time before eight o'clock in the evening, so I'm in no hurry to go back.

The first time I came to Kaede City, I could have a good stroll, and I bought dinner when I went back.

What do you want to eat at night? I don't know what Gu Mengyan likes to eat.

Unintentionally, Shan Wushuang thought of the indifferent girl who lived next door.

He seems to have been poisoned by a poison called Gu Mengyan.

It's really evil.

But......

Shan Wushuang fell into deep thought.

That Gu Mengyan should be the same kind of person as the young man in white in the second box...... In other words, Gu Mengyan can also do kung fu.

However, he will not be a scumbag.

Suddenly, there was a little frustration.

It's all to blame for the system being too low.

System: It's all to blame on the host for being too salty.

This pot system does not carry it!

After arguing for a long time, nothing came out......

Before you know it, Shan Wushuang came to the door of the cornucopia.

"Hey, brother, wait for me......" He was held down by a large hand on the shoulder, turned his head, and saw a handsome guy.

He was at the end of the auction, the cornucopia of young owners who appeared in the sao bao, what is the name of, Shan Wushuang said that he was not impressed.

"Something?"

Something?

Shaodong was stunned, obviously very uncomfortable with Shan Wushuang's indifferent tone.

Can't I call you if it's okay?

Of course, Shaodong would not say this, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Fang Mao, I want to make friends with you, I know you, the best spirit stone is what you took out for auction." ”

"Make friends?" Shan Wushuang's eyes tinked on the other party's handsome face for three seconds, and he shook his head: "I'm not interested, I don't want to make friends with you." ”

"Why?"

Fang Mao was a little unhappy in his heart, and his brows furrowed.

Young Master Ben is kind enough to make friends with you, but you don't want to, you have to know how many people in this world are looking forward to having a relationship with Young Master Ben.

How can you be so ignorant? Or do you think that you can be invincible in the world with hundreds of millions of soft girl coins?

You know, as far as your hundreds of millions of soft sister coins are concerned, Young Master Ben hasn't taken them seriously.

"Because your mind is not pure, you just want to come to me to find out the origin of the best spirit stone, or you want to ask me privately if I have the best spirit stone. Shan Wushuang said, "I don't want to be friends with such people." ”

Fangmao ...... Fang Mao was speechless for an instant.

He was really impure in his mind when he talked to Shan Wushuang, he really wanted to ask if Shan Wushuang still had a top-grade spirit stone, or ask about the origin of the top-grade spirit stone.

After all, the best spirit stone has an unimaginable allure to people in the martial arts world, and it is something they dream of.

Increase repair and prolong life.

"Okay, I admit it, I really want to ask you about the whereabouts of the best spirit stones, or if you still have the best spirit stones in your hand, Young Master Ben is willing to buy the best spirit stones from you at a price of 700 million per top grade spirit stones, as many as you want. Unexpectedly, Fang Mao didn't hide his intentions, and said generously.

Some well-intentioned people at the door pricked up their ears, waiting for Shan Wushuang's answer.

A handsome person like Fang Mao is naturally easy to attract everyone's attention, not to mention that Shan Wushuang is not bad-looking, and the two handsome guys standing together can be regarded as a good landscape.

Of course, in a place like Antique Street, there are mostly middle-aged and elderly people, and they will pay attention to Shan Wushuang because of the superb spirit stone in his hand.

Everyone knows about Shan Wushuang's sale of stones in the morning, and many of them have seen his photos, and some big people even think that Shan Wushuang's small stone is an antique.

At first, they just came to try their luck, but who knows, not long after they came to the antique street, they heard the news that the mysterious black stone was going to be auctioned in the cornucopia in the afternoon.

An auction in a cornucopia?

Of course, you can't miss it, and the quality assurance of the antiques in the cornucopia will definitely not disappoint the auctioned items.

Compared to the mysterious small black stones, the items in the cornucopia that are about to be auctioned are even more exciting.

So, they all stayed.

Wait, go to the auction.

A few hours passed quickly, the auction took place as scheduled, and the cornucopia of antiques did not disappoint.

Relatively wealthy people have photographed their favorite antiques.

Everyone was happy.

The mysterious little black stone was the last to be auctioned, and to be honest, at this time, everyone has basically lost interest in this small black stone.

Of course, there are very few people, after all, they are coming for the small black stones, such as Mo Yunxuan and a few people...... I don't know how they got the news that the best spirit stones were going to be auctioned.

The auction of the small black stones officially began, and those who had basically lost interest in the small stones were soon taken aback.

This is a battle of dragons and tigers in the local tyrant world!

The invisible tyrants emerged in an endless stream, and the price of small stones was soon raised to sky-high prices.

The auction starts at 5 million, and within a minute, the price of the small stone is raised to 10 million.

Fly at speed!

A different passion!

The fighting method between local tyrants!

The worship of the nouveau riche!

Soon, they also knew the true identity of the little stone from the mouth of one of the "local tyrants".

The best spirit stone!

At this moment, everyone who knew the best spirit stone was shocked.

Some fell into deep chagrin.

Don't miss the time!

What did he hesitate about in the morning? Why didn't the young man who sold the stones take down the best spirit stones first when he was setting up his stall? Obviously, he knew a young man selling stones for a long time, but now he missed the treasure and was completely insulated.

Obviously, the opportunity is in front of me, but I don't cherish it.

Regret not at the beginning, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine.

The price of the best spirit stone is still increasing.

Million...... Five thousand and one hundred thousand ...... One hundred million......

These people in the audience are better off dying.

Prices are constantly rising.

Every little bit of price increase, their hearts feel as if they are being spurred on.

Their consciences ache.

What they could have gotten for only five million now they can't get even if they give up their entire family property.

Hundreds of millions of soft girl coins...... Their money doesn't come from the wind.

Until the end, under their personal witness, the best spirit stone was sold at a sky-high price of 700 million soft girl coins.

Everyone was shocked, and they all heard the sound of heartbreak.

The auction is over, and some well-intentioned people wander around the cornucopia, hoping to have a "chance encounter" with the young man who sells stones in some uninhabited alley, or quietly follow him to see if they can fish and touch big things.

Unexpectedly, before these people could do anything, the young man was stopped by the young owner of the cornucopia, and the young owner also asked the questions that everyone was concerned about.

The big guys all pricked up their ears and waited for the young man's answer.

Shan Wushuang looked at Fang Mao, and the corner of his eyes swept around, knowing in his heart.