"500 million stones, I want it!" Without waiting for others to speak, Duobao Daoist gnawed on melons and fruits, and said vaguely.

"500 million stones!" everyone's eyes fell on Duobao Dao people again.

The Yuan Liquid is precious, but such a small bottle is worth more than 100 million stones at most, after all, this thing is not like an ancient elixir, with one less one, and where the Yuan Liquid can be bred will also give birth to a new Yuan Liquid.

But this guy actually directly bid 500 million yuan stone! This is a yuan stone, could it be the sludge on his body and the dust on the side of the road?

On the high platform, Mu Nianci's smile bloomed completely, and he chuckled: "Changde Dao Chang bid 500 million yuan stone, is there anything higher?"

No one answered, just kidding, who can compete with him for what this guy has a fancy for? In the past twenty years, this guy has been the king of the auction house, and he doesn't know how many Yuan Stone Cards he has in his spatial magic weapon, and how many treasures he has collected.

"Then this bottle of Yuan Liquid will belong to Changde Dao Chang. Mu Nianci smiled and said, "Daoist Changde, please come up and deliver." ”

"Don't be busy, wait for the last one!" said Daoist Duobao with a big grin.

Mu Nianci nodded with a smile: "Okay! Today, my Wanbaolou will make an exception for the Dao Chief." ”

After speaking, Mu Nianci waved his hand, and the thumb-sized jade bottle flew towards the Duobao Dao people. Apparently she knew the style of Duobao Dao very well, and knew that it was impossible for him not to pay the bill.

The fat Taoist caught the jade bottle, nodded slightly, and sat back comfortably.

The first two auctioned items can be called treasures, and Changde Daoist spent a lot of money, which successfully raised everyone's interest.

The third treasure that was taken out for auction was a small round ball, which was a Dao pattern suit left over from ancient times, once stimulated, it could support the tea time under the full attack of the sixth-level martial artist, which was considered a treasure for low-level martial artists to save their lives.

The balls are disposable and disappear after one use. There are a total of thirteen of these balls in the auction, and according to Mu Nianci, a certain strong man recently obtained them from the ancient ruins, and entrusted Wanbaolou to auction them.

Such a treasure is useless for a high-level martial artist, but it is not bad for a low-level martial artist, but it is a pity that it can only be used once. But it's a very good baby, and it's worth putting it up for auction at auction.

This group of treasures starts at 10 million yuan each. What makes people speechless is that in the end, these dozen or so nameless balls were finally pocketed by the fat Dao people at a price of 80 million yuan each.

Luo Chen was also a little moved at first, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up. In the face of a sixth-level martial artist, it is useless for him to be able to support the tea time.

If the children of the big family have such a thing, the tea time is enough for the elders or teachers to rush to the rescue. But for Luo Chen, what about the time to support the tea? Who will come to save him? The only thing he can rely on is himself.

......

"Bifeng Sword, three. Grade pattern suit, starting at 5 million yuan stone. ”

"Fifty million, I want it!"

......

"A small piece of the blood of the spirit and demon, not to mention the function, everyone knows it. The starting price is 30 million yuan stone. ”

"300 million stones, I want it!"

......

The auction continued, and on the high platform, Mu Nianci's eyes were rolling, and he was so excited that he almost lost his temper. In the auction hall, everyone's eyes fell on the Duobao Dao people.

Because he never gave anyone a chance all along, every item that was just taken out was auctioned by him at a high price of five to ten times the starting price.

More than 20 items have been auctioned off, and all of them have been acquired by him at a high price. Whether it is the use of pills, or treasure poisons, or even some rare materials, all of them have been photographed by Duobao Dao people.

This guy doesn't seem to have any goals at all, he's just here to spend money to play.

Everyone looked at this guy, and their eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, but there was no way, who called people rich?

This is an auction house, and the comparison is net worth. If you don't have money, you can only stare at what you like.

The auction was held for more than an hour, and more than 100 treasures were auctioned out, and nearly 10 billion yuan of stones were spent from the arms of Duobao Dao people. Mu Nianci no longer took out something from the space magic weapon, but clapped his hands gently.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl walked up, her clothes were extremely thin, tightly wrapped around her body, and the girl's curves were extremely exaggerated.

The girl's eyes were clear and clean like a child, she walked to Mu Nianci's side, knelt on the ground respectfully, and said softly: "Meet the master!"

Seeing this girl, there was a commotion in the auction hall.

And Luo Chen's gaze also shrank slightly, falling on the girl's body.

"Dead man!"

The girl exudes the aura of a second-layer martial artist, and her appearance is extremely beautiful, and her clean and clear eyes make people feel pity at a glance.

"This is one of the most mysterious auction items in this auction, the dead!" Mu Nianci looked at the girl kneeling at her feet, and said with a smile, "I know that many adults are here for them. This time we got a total of three lots, and this is the first one. Such a little beauty, I wonder which adult wants to be included in the room?"

Feng Guang, the "iceman" who had been silent, finally spoke: "Since there are three dead soldiers, why don't you let me wait and take a look?"

"Yes, what if you shoot the front one and the back one is better?"

"Come up all of them, let everyone take a look, otherwise how to choose?"

Mu Nianci smiled and nodded: "Okay! ”

Mu Nianci clapped his hands lightly again, and two more people walked up. This time, it was a pair of young men and women who walked up, and when they came up, they all knelt down next to the first girl.

The boy looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, he looked like a half-grown child, he was born quite handsome, and his strength was also at the level of a martial artist, and the girl looked younger than the boy, and she was also a first-level martial artist.

The two of them knelt on the ground, the expressions on their faces were extremely simple, and when they saw so many people sitting below, they seemed to be a little scared, and timidly approached the older girl.

In the hall, unscrupulous eyes looked at the three of them, and at the same time, there was a burst of discussion in each box.

"These are the three dead soldiers who arrived this time, the source is absolutely safe, they were all captured in the sect war, and their family has been wiped out. After buying them back, there will be absolutely no consequences. Mu Nianci said with a smile.

Feng Guang frowned and said, "That means that they are not the kind of dead soldiers they have cultivated since childhood, but the dead soldiers who have been forcibly transformed?"

Mu Nianci nodded and said, "That's nature." The kind of dead soldiers who have been cultivated since childhood are at least three. The strength of a level martial artist will be auctioned later, and a martial artist of that level will only be auctioned off for a long time. After all, the number of dead soldiers like that is extremely small, and our Taiyi City Wanbaolou is just a branch of Wanbaolou, and it is not easy to get one. ”

Xue Nu looked at the three young men and women kneeling on the high platform, his face turned pale, and he grabbed Luo Chen's hand hard.

Luo Chen looked at the high platform, and his heart was also slightly shaken.

From the Holy Elder, he knew that the dead were divided into two categories, one was captured by the enemy and sent to the Soul Control Pavilion to be transformed into a dead soldier, and the other was that the Soul Control Pavilion looked for young children with good looks and talents all over the mainland, taught them to become strong, and then brought back to the Soul Control Pavilion to transform into a dead soldier.

Xue Nu belongs to the first category, and Zhao Yue'er, who he is looking for, should belong to the second category.

Comparatively speaking, the second type of dead soldiers were selected by the Soul Control Pavilion, and the price was naturally even higher.

"In fact, the appearance of the three of them is already comparable to those dead soldiers who have been cultivated since childhood, but the difference is only strength. But the adults are probably not buying these martial artists to protect themselves!" Mu Nianci said with a smile, "These little guys are so well-behaved, aren't you tempted?"

"Let's talk about the price!" Feng Guang said coldly.

"This one's name is Ruhua, and the starting price is 50 million yuan. Mu Nianci pointed to the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Pointing at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy again, Mu Nianci said with a smile: "This one, Wu Guang, starts at 100 million stones." ”

Finally, pointing to the younger girl, Mu Nianci chuckled and said, "Ruyu is the most well-behaved, and the starting price is 100 million stones." ”

"Now auction Ruhua first, the starting price is 50 million yuan stone, and the price increase is not less than one million yuan stone each time, everyone can bid!"

Saying that, Mu Nianci's gaze looked at Changde, a Duobao Daoist, with a little eagerness.

Duobao Daoist took a bite of melon and fruit, pouted and said, "Don't look at me, I won't buy the three of them." In the future, I will never do such a lack of virtue again!"

Mu Nianci's face stagnated slightly, in the past, Duobao Dao people liked to collect dead soldiers of this age the most, what happened today?

"Changde, you have to be a word when you speak!" Feng Guang looked at the fat Taoist and said coldly.

"Cut!" the fat Taoist pouted, ignoring him.

Mu Nianci was slightly disappointed, sighed lightly in his heart, and a warm smile appeared on his face: "The starting price is 50 million yuan stone, is there anything higher?"

"Six million yuan stone. A sixth-level martial artist waited for a moment and couldn't help but speak.

"Seven million yuan stone!" someone started, and naturally someone responded. After all, this is a dead man, a second-story martial artist, with a good appearance, who doesn't want to buy a lower income house?

"Nine million yuan stone!"

"100 million stones!" This time it was Yan Xiaoxiao who spoke.

"Yan Xiaoxiao, what do you want this girl to do?" Feng Guang looked at Yan Xiaoxiao and smiled coldly.

"Don't worry about it, you filthy guy!" Yan Xiaoxiao glanced at Feng Guang indifferently.

"What did you say?" Feng Guang's face changed.

"You and your master are both filthy guys, am I not right?" Yan Xiaoxiao sneered.

Feng Guang glared at Yan Xiaoxiao with an ugly face, and sat down stupidly.

Although this is Taiyi City and the territory of Taiyi Sect, he has no way to take this famous woman. Yan Xiaoxiao's literary reputation is far and wide, how many senior brothers in Taiyi Sect are obsessed with it, and even the senior brother Du Yue is also her admirer, how can he afford to offend such a woman?

100 million stones, this price is not low. In addition, relatively speaking, this Ruhua is slightly older, and her attraction to the Xiaozhou martial artists is far less than that of the other two dead soldiers, so no one competes with Yan Xiaoxiao.

"Congratulations to Little Miss, Ruhua will be your person in the future!" Mu Nianci didn't have much energy at this time, and reluctantly smiled, "Little Miss, please come up and deliver!"

With a wave of Yan Xiaoxiao's hand, a stack of Yuanshi cards flew to the high platform. Then she waved her hand again, and a spatial artifact flew towards the green-shirted scribe.

"Xiaoxiao, who are you?" Xu Wenqiang took over his spatial magic weapon and asked in a loud voice.

"Since I didn't get what I wanted, your money will naturally have to be paid back. Yan Xiaoxiao said lightly, "But I, Yan Xiaoxiao, don't want to owe people favors, this dead man gave it to you, it is my thanks, you go and pay it!"

"Xiaoxiao, this ......" Xu Wenqiang stammered.

"Don't go yet!" Yan Xiaoliu raised her eyebrows.

“...... Okay!" Xu Wenqiang smiled awkwardly and stepped onto the high platform.

A moment later, Xu Wenqiang walked down, and the girl called Ruhua followed him obediently.

Everyone's eyes fell on Xu Wenqiang, and they were all full of envy. didn't pay anything, just a favor, in exchange for a dead man. This kind of deal is definitely worth it.

As a kind of property, it is not uncommon for dead soldiers to give gifts to each other among high-level martial artists. Yan Xiaoxiao is an elegant and talented woman, and it is not surprising to do such a thing.

Xu Wenqiang smiled bitterly, wanting to win a smile from the beauty, he spent a lot of thought. However, the Yiren were clearly unwilling to give him affection.

"The auction below is like jade. The starting price is 100 million stones, please bid!"

Mu Nianci's interest was still not high, there was no doubt that without the participation of Duobao Dao people, the price of the auction would not be too outrageous, and she couldn't get excited in comparison.

"I'll give 100 million stones. This time, the iceman Feng Guang was the first to speak, but he was obviously quite cautious, and the bid was just the starting price.

But after all, his identity was there, and after he spoke, no one spoke again for the time being.

After a moment of silence, Mu Nianci reluctantly cheered up and said, "One hundred million stones, is there anyone higher?"

"110 million stones. Finally, a sixth-level martial artist spoke.

"120 million stones. Feng Guang said indifferently, still extremely cautious in raising prices.

"130 million yuan stone. The sixth-level martial artist said, his eyes fell on the dead man named Ruyu, there was a trace of pity in his eyes, but he was unwilling to move away.

"140 million stones. ”

Feng Guang opened his mouth to bid again, then looked at the sixth-level martial artist and said, "Song Xiaobao, I bought them for my master's three hundredth birthday. In this auction, you don't want to mix it. ”

"Time flies, and your master's little guy is almost three hundred years old. The middle-aged sixth-level martial artist did not show weakness, and said with a light smile, "But the old man's four-hundredth birthday is coming soon, and he just needs a little stunner to celebrate himself." If you want to take this girl, don't buckle the rope like this. ”

(End of chapter)