Not far away, the emperor seemed to notice that Mo Yuchen was watching him.

He turned his head, stared coldly, and said disdainfully, "Hmph, don't worry." ”

"With your little garbage cultivation, this emperor is not willing to use 10 million true spirit stones to smash you to death. ”

When the words fell, he raised the auspicious grass in his hand towards Mo Yuchen.

It seems to be telling him that Lao Tzu has money, and even if he smashes it with money, he can kill you.

Then, he turned his head with a smug face and put the auspicious grass in his hand in the Qiankun ring.

"Brother Mo, look at his cheap look, I really want to kill him. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Mubai's face suddenly turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said.

And Mo Yuchen is much better than him.

I saw him sneer indifferently and said, "Put it with you first, and when I want to use it, I'll ask you for it." ”

As soon as the young man's words fell, the expressions of the people around him froze instantly.

The people present were not stupid, they could naturally hear the meaning of Mo Yuchen's words.

He was telling the emperor that he meant to let the other party wash his neck and wait for him to kill.

Otherwise, how could he so calmly say that the emperor's things were his own?

When the emperor heard this, his palm tightly grasped the handle of the chair, and his face instantly became extremely gloomy.

He said in a hoarse voice with anger: "As long as you have that strength, don't talk about this grass, even if all my net worth, even this life is yours." ”

"Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting. Mo Yuchen set his eyes on the auction table and ignored it.

The struggle between the two of them suddenly made the atmosphere of the entire auction hall extremely cold.

Everyone present felt goosebumps on their bodies and ran out uncontrollably.

The two auctioneers on the stage saw the emperor's eyes about to breathe fire, and hurriedly walked out to announce that they had entered the second auction.

Draw everyone's attention back to the auction table.

The emperor snorted coldly, not delving into it.

Compared to the first lot, the second one is not so impressive.

His final transaction price was only two million and one million high-grade true spirit stones.

After all, an anomalous auction must have such a level of contrast in order to bring out the rarity of those rare treasures.

Mo Yuchen closed his eyes, letting the treasures be taken away, and waited for his favorite treasures with peace of mind.

And during the time he waited, Zhang Mubai couldn't suppress his curiosity and took a lot of good things.

I have to say that he really doesn't lack true spirit stones, so when bidding, he is like a madman, and the addition of 500,000 and 500,000 caused everyone present to complain.

Basically, as long as he has a crush on something, no one can do anything to him.

Soon, the True Spirit Stone in Zhang Mubai's hand was reduced by nearly 50 million pieces, causing everyone present to want to attack it in groups, and loot his small out-of-body realm triple martial cultivation inside and out.

However, as soon as they thought of the Taiyi Sword Sect, which was a huge thing, they instantly dispelled this thought.

Let's say that when Zhang Mubai revealed his identity before, some people were skeptical.

But at this moment, after seeing Zhang Mubai's spending money, they no longer dared to have any doubts.

"Brother Mo, do you like any of these things I photographed?"

"If you have a fancy to it, just take it, anyway, these treasures are enough for me to raise my cultivation to the fifth level of the out-of-body realm, not less than one or two. ”

Zhang Mubai proudly knelt in Mo Yuchen's ear and said.

When Mo Yuchen heard this, his eyes opened a slit, and after slanting at him, he stopped paying attention to him.

At this time, he was about to envy Zhang Mubai in his heart.

Just now, the baby that Zhang Mubai photographed was not useless to Mo Yuchen.

But why didn't he make an offer?

It's not because the true spirit stones on his body are not enough, every piece has to be used for ideas, and he can't squander them unscrupulously like Zhang Mubai.

Soon, the auction was coming to an end.

At the same time, there is finally a treasure that can attract Mo Yuchen's attention.

"Drunk and dreaming of death!"

The pretty woman raised her palms flat, held a jade wine jug in her hand, and said impassionedly to everyone in the audience: "I think everyone is no stranger to drunken life and dreams, right?"

"That's right, the pot of wine you see now is the most authentic drunken dream death. ”

"The Wuxiu of the Ruin Realm drank a small cup, and the strength of his physical body could jump five times in a row. ”

"Don't miss this kind of wine, or you will regret it for the rest of your life. ”

"Wow......"

There was another exclamation in the auction room.

Because, the reputation of drunken dreams and death is almost unknown to everyone.

Moreover, its preciousness has also risen directly to the level of heirloom treasures.

You must know that if you want to refine a pot of drunken life and dream death, you need nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine powerhouses at the peak of the out-of-body realm to form a sky-devouring array, and directly condense the aura of heaven and earth for ten years before you can condense such a small bottle.

It can be said that a drop of wine is more precious than 10,000 high-grade true spirit stones.

In normal times, places like the Sea of Rebellion and the Sea of Edgeworth, let alone the real body of a drunken dream, no one even knows what it looks like.

At this moment, every martial artist in the auction hall was excited.

"This pot of drunken life and dreams, if I can get my hands on it, it is estimated that I will be completely sure of the third time I condense the sword fetus. ”

The starlight in Mo Yuchen's eyes flickered again and again, and his face was full of excitement.

"Damn, if you can give me a taste of this wine, even if you want me to die immediately. ”

"I don't know if I can just take a drop, if only I could, and there is hope for my idiot to break through the out-of-body realm. ”

"Drunk and dreaming of death, I remember the last time I appeared in the Sea of Rebellion, it was more than two hundred years ago, if I missed it again this time, then I really have nothing to do with this kind of wine in my life. ”

......

Everyone in the auction hall swallowed their saliva one after another, staring at the drunken dream in the hands of the pretty woman.

Even the Sword King, Night Rakshasa and Enchantress are the same, their eyes are full of fire.

"Huh...... Today's auction is really interesting. ”

"It seems that my goal is also close to being achieved. ”

The emperor held his chin and muttered excitedly.

He was different from others, he could be said to be the only one among all the people present who had tasted drunken life and dreamed of death.

But now it's different, he's just a down-and-out deposed emperor, and he hasn't drunk this drunken dream for many years.

He never expected that he would have the opportunity to drink this drunken dream in this place in the Land of Rebellion.

The emperor seemed to have returned to his peak period, and stood up domineeringly, ready to open his mouth to bid.

"Six million high-grade true spirit stones!"

Mo Yuchen stood up with him, but he shouted first.

......

(End of chapter)