Chapter Ninety-One: The Seed of the Gathering Source Tree
didn't let Ruiwen and Zhou Mo wait for a long time, but in just an hour, the auction officially began. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Looking down from a transparent wall, Zhou Mo saw at a glance that he was standing on top of the huge grandstand, with a golden head that was transparent to his body, but only one meter high, and his whole body was full of cute Q version of the dragon.
"Reven, this is the legendary dragon, can I know where it is?"
Rui Min's blue eyes stared at the golden Q version of the dragon, and he also blinked a little rarely, and then explained to Zhou Mo:
"The dragon clan has always been beautiful for its huge size, but that doesn't mean they don't have a way to shrink their size, the dragon transformation technique has always been one of the most powerful abilities in the transcendent race!"
Women have always had no resistance to cute things, and now they stand on the stage with two hind feet, two short front paws, and are holding auction mallets and folders respectively, and even a golden dragon with sparkling glasses on the dragon's head, the cute Zhou Mo wants to catch it and raise it home!
What's more, it was Ruiwen-Nalong, the brilliance in Ruiwen's blue eyes flashed at this time, so that Zhou Mo didn't dare to look directly, so he could only remind in a low voice:
"Ruiwen, that guy is a dragon, even if it gets smaller, it's still a dragon!"
Rui Wen Ying's lips glanced lightly, and he didn't know what he muttered, Zhou Mo, who was deaf and clear-eyed and heard Rui Wen's words, trembled violently all over, and he found that he still guessed the wrong woman's heart.
"Fur, dragon fur, what is this woman thinking?"
At this time, the dragon spoke violently:
"Ladies and gentlemen of the Golden Gem Sparkle Auction House, uh, no, it should be called Tulip Auction House in your place!"
"Okay, then you are the guests of the Tulip Auction House, hello, I am the auctioneer of tonight's auction, the greatest golden dragon of the Dragon Clan, you can call me Your Majesty Douglas!"
If it weren't for the extremely soundproof design of the tulip auction house's box, there would have been an uproar in the auction house at this time!
Even among the dragon clan, the title of Your Majesty is definitely not something that can be used by any dragon, you must be a dragon lord with your own dragon kingdom to be honored as Your Majesty!
And Zhou Mo's mind is obviously different from ordinary people, he began to look at Ruiwen worriedly, Zhou Mo didn't think that this soundproof box could hide the regular life of a dragon clan!
This woman, if she wanted to peel the skin to make dragon fur just now, there is a chance that Her Majesty the Dragon Lord would have heard it in her ears!
After being surprised, Ruiwen Nalong also thought of this, and instantly turned white, and the pupils in her blue eyes shrank slightly, and then turned back to Zhou Mo and reluctantly pulled out a smile, stretched out her finger to the sky, and said to Zhou Mo with her mouth:
"Ancestor bless, this is Sea King City, it's okay!"
Then, I heard the golden dragon outside say:
"Ben Long's image today is indeed a little weird, but there is no way, this damn stand, can only accommodate this form of Ben Long, before you were rare and weird, Ben Long is not familiar with you in general, but from now on, if you fight the human female of Ben Long's idea, don't blame Ben Long for being angry!"
The dragon's eyes under the glasses glanced at the many boxes on the first and second floors, and the single transparent wall had no effect on regular life!
Rui Wen breathed a long sigh of relief, it seems that she is not the only woman who played the Q version of the dragon idea just now, and this dragon lord has a good temper, otherwise, he can really only ask the ancestor for protection today!
Douglas is worthy of being a dragon of the auctioneer of the Jackie Chan family, and he is a good hand at auctioning items one by one, both in terms of speech and provoking the atmosphere of the auction.
Even Zhou Mo was infected by Douglas's constantly hot atmosphere, and expressed his love for the pistol in the stands that kept flashing with thunderous light in the hands of the golden dragon.
"After pressing the source energy lamp button in the box again and again, pushing the price of Thunder Fury to one million gold coins, Zhou Mo Fang no longer participated in the auction!"
"It's a pity, it's a pity, the financial resources are insufficient, otherwise Viscount Ben would have to arm this small and exquisite, powerful source energy self-defense, and auction it back, this thing is simply a home trip, murder and arson, it must be armed!"
Ruiwen Nalong silently put on her mask, and then quietly distanced herself from Zhou Mo.
The man who will do anything to raise the price of his lot, Ruiwen-Naron wants to say, I don't know this person!
Even the golden dragon was shocked by Zhou Mo's shamelessness, raised his eyes and glanced at the box where Zhou Mo was, and pointed the muzzle of the thunder rage at the direction of Zhou Mo's box, and introduced the thunder rage very professionally.
"This small source energy weapon developed by the Terran Eagle Lord, no need for source energy urging, any level of life, as long as you have the strength to pull the trigger, can pose a threat to the life of Mithril and even the life of Adamantite, just say that you can't see the effect, let's experiment!"
As he spoke, a staff member lifted a metal plate made of pure pure gold, a palm thick, and placed it on a prepared shelf.
The Q version of the Golden Dragon, holding the Thunder Fury with its short forelimbs, aimed at the metal plate and pulled the trigger.
A flash of thunder flashed, and the surface of the Adamantite metal plate turned black, and a slight depression appeared.
"Well, judging from the experiment, if you hit the Terran Adamantite Life head-on, the vast majority of the Terran Sperm will not be able to withstand this blow!"
"Now the price of this source energy weapon has reached 1.3 million gold coins, and there is no VIP who wants to raise a card!"
"Okay, one and a half million!"
"One million seven million!"
"One million nine million!"
Zhou Mo's hand moved to the source energy lamp button again, and just as he wanted to press it, he saw the dragon eyes in the stands glance over, and the muzzle of the thunderous fury was aimed at the box where he was.
Awkwardly let go of his hand from the source energy lamp button, and watched the wrath of thunder being successfully auctioned off by the Q version of the golden dragon at a price of 2.3 million, Zhou Mo pouted a little disapprovingly, and said to Rui Wen:
"If I increase the price a little more, it will definitely reach three million!"
At this time, Zhou Mo realized that Ruiwen had reached the edge of the box, and his eyes fell on the stands, as if he didn't know him at all.
Thunder's Fury was sold, and the next lot turned out to be a seed.
The seed was held in the hand by a staff member, and it was the size of a baby's head, and the staff member stood far away from the golden dragon, even with his back to the golden dragon, as if he was afraid that the giant dragon would suddenly burst out and eat the seed.
Douglas Long's eyes were full of resentment, and he looked at the staff holding the seeds, and introduced weakly:
"A variant of the Elven Clan's Tree of Life, a Gathering Source Tree seed that can only be born with a 1 in a million chance, the starting price is 10 million gold coins!"
The staff holding the seeds of the Juyuan Tree almost jumped up in fright when they heard this starting price, and turned their heads to look at the golden dragon, but they really didn't have the courage to ask a giant dragon to reduce the gold coins......