"But that's too ...... It's too ...... "scholar" is too much, but he seems to be a little afraid to say the next words.

The Confucian man in Tsing Yi didn't care and said: "Do you want to say 'loser'? Hehe, it's okay, you should just start fighting with Dali from now on." Your character is more than cautious, but not enough atmosphere, just take this opportunity to sharpen it. ”

The scholar swallowed, looked at him and said, "Then sir, I'll make a bid?"

"You just treat these more than 70,000 low-grade spirit stones as if I gave them to you, and if you want to open any price, just say it boldly, don't have any scruples!" The Confucian in Tsing Yi nodded and said, "If these 70,000 low-grade spirit stones can make your temperament a little more arrogant, it will be worth the money." ”

The scholar nodded vigorously, then puffed up his breath and said directly to Long Zaiyuan, who was standing on the auction table below, disguised as a steward, "I will give 1,500 lower grade spirit stones!"

Suddenly, an uproar rang out from the crowd below, and everyone raised their heads one after another and looked up at the VIP box on the third floor where the scholar was.

Fifteen hundred low-grade spirit stones, which is almost more than double the true value of this Vajra Heart Shield. It sounds like it's not about buying this emperor-rank mid-grade armor rationally, but more like it's deliberately raising the price.

"Yo, finally a non-inkblot one has come out. In the box, Meng Siao looked at the other side, the corners of his mouth grinned, and said with a smile, "Since you don't have ink anymore, then if I am ink, young master, won't I slap myself in the face?"

"it, you don't need to waste it like this!" As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up with He Song and Sima Mad in the box.

Liu Xiaobie, Zhuge Fei and others also looked at each other, and wanted to persuade each other, but they were embarrassed to say anything.

It was Ram Bufan, who looked at the box opposite at this time, and said slowly: "It should be the 'Holy Pavilion' sent out to find the great Confucian Wang Zhong of the five young people." But listening to this voice, it is probably the little scholar he has been carrying with him. ”

"If it's Wang Zhong, then we won't do anything about it next. Wei Wuyang pursed his lips and said, "Since someone will come out to fight him, anyway, there are only twelve auction items in total, and there are twenty-one families of the three kings, four princes, five lords, and nine generations in one round." ”

Liu Xiaobei smiled and said: "It seems that during this time, Lao Wei, under the teachings of the elders of the family, your knowledge has improved a lot." ”

"Fuck you!" Wei Wuyang rolled his eyes angrily.

The rest of the group couldn't help but laugh.

"Three thousand lower grade spirit stones!" Just after Meng Siao reported "two thousand lower grade spirit stones", he didn't have much time to breathe, and that slightly immature voice sounded in the van again.

In the lobby at the bottom of the auction site, everyone had already closed their mouths at this moment.

At this point, if you can't guess the identity of the person in the VIP box, you are probably qualified to come in and join in the excitement of this auction.

There is no doubt that everyone has already understood that this "Holy Pavilion" Great Confucian, who was originally coming for the fifth marquis of the Meng family, was already planning to compete with Meng Siao at this auction.

After everyone heard the bid of "three thousand lower-grade spirit stones", they all subconsciously looked up at the box where Meng Siao was.

"Tsk, three thousand low-grade spirit stones to buy a mid-grade Emperor-rank armor?" Meng Siao didn't continue to bid, but shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Since you like it so much, then the young master will let you be good once, after all, you are a guest from afar." If you don't let you buy any of them, you will inevitably lose my demeanor. ”

"In this way, the next eleven lots, is Marquis Meng determined to win?" Just as his words fell, in the box opposite, a man's voice that was different from Fang Cai's immature voice slowly sounded.

"It depends on Your Excellency's loser. Meng Wushao laughed and said, "As we all know, Young Master Ben is the number one loser among the younger generation, and he has always only bought expensive ones, not the right ones. If you want to argue with Young Master Ben in this regard, then I'm afraid you will have to rely on selling calligraphy and paintings to raise your money for the journey back. ”

"Yes, I really brought a lot of spirit stones with me this time. The Confucian in Tsing Yi also laughed, "Why don't we make a bet before the second auction item is unveiled?"

Meng Si said indifferently: "Whatever, whatever you want to bet on, I'll accompany you." ”

"Hehe, it's nothing. The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi said lightly, "I am here this time mainly to resolve the contradiction between you and the Zhou family of the Central Holy Dynasty on behalf of the 'Holy Pavilion'. It just so happened that I was very afraid of trouble, so I wanted to solve this matter directly by betting - when this auction is over, you and I will compare how much we get, and whichever side has more will win. ”

Meng Siao smiled and nodded, "It's fair and reasonable—but I just want to know what I can gain if Your Excellency loses?"

The Confucian in Tsing Yi asked rhetorically, "What benefits do you want?"

"Hmm...... It's really hard for me to ask that. Meng Siao thought for a moment and said casually, "In this way, if I lose, this young master will accept all the requests you put forward about me." If you lose, then give Young Master Ben a name in the 'Most Holy Pavilion', how about it, it's not bullying you, right?"

"You're just a detached gentleman, and you also want to enter the 'Most Holy Pavilion'? what kind of place do you think of the 'Most Holy Pavilion'!" Before the Confucian could answer, the scholar beside him was already angry and loudly scolded.

Meng Siao didn't bother to talk to him at all, so he just threw down a sentence, "Wait until your hair grows up and then come to talk to Young Master Ben, Young Master is now talking to your master about the conditions, please shut up first, thank you." ”

"You!" the scholar was furious, and jumped up to sneer at him.

"Muzhi, don't be impatient. The Confucian man in Tsing Yi raised his hand to press him down, followed his gaze to the box opposite, nodded and said, "It seems that you are very confident in yourself? ”

"Hey, empty words, if you shamelessly repent, I won't take you seriously. Meng Siao sneered and said, "Let's make a 'Heart Demon Great Oath Curse' together." When the time comes, whoever turns his face will be finished, how simple and rude. ”

"Since you're not at ease, let's make the 'Heart Demon Oath Curse'. The Confucian man in Tsing Yi stood up and walked to the window, "I hope you won't regret this mentions." ”

Meng Siao also walked to the window, and slowly raised a hand with the Confucian man in green clothes, and wrote lightly: "Don't worry, young master, I don't have much else, but there are too many spirit stones--hurry up and finish swearing, I promised the old man, I will rush back to eat on time tonight." ”