Chapter Seventy-Two: The Eve of the Auction

Fortunately, I didn't wait too long, and people entered the auction house one after another. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On a cold day outside the window, the warblers in the house are dancing and singing.

Most of the guests who entered the venue were holding invitations in their hands, and only a few of them were like Du Chen, who spent three spirits to buy the admission tickets.

The guests wore masks, of course, including Du Chen, although the bamboo building was small, but there was a magic circle, and the snooping spells were all ineffective here, and this was also done to protect the guests' invisibility.

Because the auction house is not large, there are no people in the back and side seats, and when customers enter the venue, most of the seats are in the middle, so people are close to each other.

Some guests enter in pairs, others interact with each other, and not all of them come alone.

"This brother, do you know what you are going to auction today?" Not far from Du Chen, two acquaintances were really talking to each other.

"Why don't you know, the young master of your hundred families, when he received the invitation, he came without asking clearly?"

"Aren't you the same, ask you who contracted the bamboo garden today, don't you know. ”

These two people, one is the young master of the hundred families who are big merchants in Snow City and cultivators, and the other is a distant relative of the city lord, the two are of the same age, they are both cultivators in the god refining period, they have a very happy conversation, and they have no intention of avoiding others, and the content of the conversation naturally falls into Du Chen's ears.

Coincidentally, the guests present, as long as they were holding invitations, were all big families in Syracuse, some from cultivation families, some from large merchants, and a few loose cultivators from near and far civilizations.

"No one knows who is behind today's auction, or what is going to be auctioned. Du Chen muttered in his heart, for fear that his three spirit spirits would be lost.

"The organizer of this auction is really mysterious, if there is nothing good, it will be disappointing. "The hundred schools are extremely powerful in Syracuse, and the entire North County is famous, and this young master is arrogant.

"Isn't it? I don't know who sent the invitation, I don't know if it weren't for the fact that I'm fine today, I wouldn't have come to this mysterious auction. "Although the distant relatives of the city lord are young, they have a strong cultivation, and they don't have high-grade spiritual weapons or precious elixirs, and he definitely can't look down on them.

Many people in the venue had the idea that Zhuyuan was just a middle-class auction house, and who could contract it.

"By the way, have you seen anyone from the city lord's house?" The young master of the hundred families suddenly asked, although people wore masks, the familiar people in Snow City could still recognize each other.

"It's strange that the invitations were all sent to my distant relative, but the Lord of Syracuse didn't receive them?" the distant relative of the City Lord also asked with a look of disdain.

"I don't think so, although Zhuyuan is a well-known auction house, it is not as top-level as the Shanghai Baoge Auction House, and the city lord may not be able to look down on it. Behind the young master of the hundred families, a monk in dark clothes said.

Because he was wearing a mask, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he could only hear his hoarse voice, but he was sure that he was also a young man, "Although I haven't seen the demeanor of the city lord, but I've heard that among the city lords of the Eight Giant Cities in North County, the city lord of Syracuse has the most arrogant temper, and he doesn't care about anything that is not worthy of his identity." ”

"Makes sense. Baibaolou was less shaking, "It's really that the temple of Zhuyuan is too small, and the elders in the family will let us participate in this auction." ”

Du Chen listened to the chatter of the people around him, and knew more about Syracuse. The invitation was sent to the mansion of the superior of Syracuse, but it was the descendants of various forces who came.

Unexpectedly, a small auction house actually gathered the future big people in Syracuse, Du Chen speculated in his heart, but these young people, all of them don't seem to have the talent of the world, and the big family has been inherited for a long time, and there are many criticisms.

"If you come, you will be safe, and you will come, so be patient and wait. At this time, another young man in the crowd stood up and said, "Are all the hundreds of families eating? ”

Everyone is a person with a head and a face, and the young master of the hundred families didn't expect that someone would dare to speak disrespectfully to him, and when he saw that the person who spoke was actually his family's old opponent.

"The young master of the Li family. "Wearing a mask, someone still recognized the person who spoke by the shape of his face and voice.

Du Chen said in all fairness, the young master of the hundred schools is not too public, this young master of the Li family is finding fault?

"Li Yu, what do you want to do, you can't find death!" The young master of the hundred families scolded, the hundred families and the Li family are the biggest business rivals in Snow City, except for the Haibao Pavilion.

"Didn't you hear me clearly when I said you ate?" Li Yukou has always been high-flying and domineering, growing up in doting since he was a child, and the unique cultivation method inherited by his family made him look down on the younger generation in Syracuse, forming a habit of no one in his eyes.

The two quarreled, seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, but Li Yu didn't care, he fought with the young master of the hundred families, and he hadn't lost once. I thought, surnamed Bai, you come, it's cool to humiliate you in front of so many people.

"Fighting in the auction house is a big taboo in business. The city lord's close relatives whispered, and the young master of the Li family of the hundred families was about to break out, and he wanted to stop it.

"What are you doing, you think you can stop Li Yu?" The young monk with the mask kindly reminded that Li Yu was almost an opponent in Syracuse during the Bigu period, and whoever stopped him would ask for his own hardship.

Suppressing the inner impulse, the distant relatives of the city lord stopped talking.

The people used are waiting for a good show to be staged, and no one dares to persuade the big giants of Syracuse, Baijia and the Li family.

Suddenly, a worker in Zhuyuan ran to Li Yu and Baijia Gongzi to whisper in their ears.

What the!

What the!

A word from the staff of the bamboo garden.

Li Yu and the sons of the hundred families were like dream palpitations, and their brains were buzzing.

"I hope the two sons can give face. The clerk nodded slightly and stepped back.

(To be continued)

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[Battle night, it's been a day of exams, let me go relax and relax, haha]