Chapter Seventy-Five: The Finale (Part II)
The price had soared to the height of seventy million low-rank spirit stones, but Xiao Cong noticed that during this period, the real bigwigs had not shouted the price.
When the bidding soared to the height of 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, finally, the middle-aged man sitting in the northeast corner raised his hand and shouted a price that was enough to make most of the people present gasp,
"Twenty thousand high-grade spirit stones. β
"What! It's going to be doubled as soon as you open your mouth, it's too urgent!"
"This is the rich master, I don't know which big man is coming, it seems that the treasures in this auction are enough to shock the world. β
............
Everyone thought that with such a high price and such a high-profile style, this auction was already settled, but unexpectedly, only a moment later, someone called out a higher price.
"Forty thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
The one who asked for the price was a man in his fifties, with a rough face, and his eyebrows exuded a domineering spirit that was rare for ordinary people.
"Old man of the East, why is he interested in this thing? β
Xingliuyun said in a strange way, this guy doesn't seem to be in shape all day.
Xiao Cong asked in a low voice:
"Who is he?"
"The current head of the Oriental family, hasn't this old guy always been obsessed with swords, why is he also interested in this strange thing today. β
Xingliuyun scrubbed his chin and replied nonchalantly, he crossed Erlang's legs with a look of contemplation.
Leng Xiaofeng said impatiently:
"Xiao Cong, don't you have good eyesight, let's see what it is!"
Several people looked at Xiao Cong together, their eyes were full of fiery anticipation, and Xiao Cong looked embarrassed, because he really didn't want to say it.
"This ......"
"Hurry!"
"I'm not sure......"
Leng Xiaofeng pouted, flicked his long braids, and muttered angrily:
"Hmph, my sister is so good to you on weekdays!"
Seeing Leng Xiaofeng's appearance, Xiao Cong was helpless, gently leaned his head between the four of them, and said in an inaudible voice:
"That's probably just a mustard. β
Yuwen Feng's face was solemn, Ouyang Shi didn't think so, Leng Xiaofeng gasped, and Xingliuyun .........
He was shocked, he was sluggish, he was out of control, he exclaimed,
"What? That's a mustard!"
This kid must have done it on purpose!
Xiao Cong's eyes were full of resentment, and he scolded Xingliuyun, a guy who was afraid of chaos, thousands of times in his heart, this is clearly a naked search for life and provoking trouble, and it is not a big deal to watch the excitement! There is no doubt that this time he will definitely bleed heavily for some of the big people who are bound to win Mi Jiao.
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
The booth began to become restless, many people suddenly showed a sudden realization, while others began to talk to each other, whispering, of course, some people turned their angry eyes to Xiao Cong's side, that gaze was like a sharp sword, intending to cut open their hearts, eat their flesh raw, and drink their blood, the five of them reacted quickly, and quickly lowered their heads, Ouyang Xun even got under the chair, but such a big man, it was really difficult for him to squeeze down.
The corners of the bewitching woman's mouth flashed with a fox smile, maybe she was also happy to see this scene, the information of the auction items must not be revealed, this is a rule that the Murong family has already set, because in this way, the Murong auction house has become a similar occasion to gold panning, many monks come here, most of them want to gamble, and once the treasure information is announced, the price can often soar to an outrageous height, and in the long run, it will reduce the cultivator's curiosity about the auction house, which the Murong family does not want to see, but occasionally hook their greed, it is harmlessγ
"Fifty thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
"Sixty thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
"Sixty-five thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
"Seventy thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
......
The auction once again entered the climax, and the people present competed to bid, like crazy, for this mustard, I am afraid that they will give up half of their family, and they will not hesitate, because this thing is so precious, how many years can not produce one, today at this auction, how can they give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
There are also some people who sit in the field, depressed, today to see such a treasure but can not take it into the pocket, sit and watch the anglers, in vain envy of the fish, although the family background is okay, but at this time can only look at the ocean and sigh, it is better not to let them meet than this.
The shouts became less and less, the sighs became more and more numerous, and some people began to leave their seats gloomily, perhaps thinking that the auction had no meaning for them anymore, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it became a kind of self-harm to even watch the excitement.
"Two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones!"
The deep voice sounded, and the audience was silent, as if this price had scared them so much that they forgot their exclamation reactions, Xiao Cong went along the prestige, and found that it was Ouyang Xun's son Ouyang Aotian who was asking for the price.
Xingliuyun raised his sword eyebrows lightly and teased at Ouyang Xun:
"You're very rich. β
Ouyang Xun naturally heard the opposite of Xingliuyun's words, but before he could speak, Xingliuyun then added:
"No wonder you're such a loser. β
"Wouldn't it be better for his family to be rich and rival the country? When your sister marries in a few years, won't you follow suit? β
Leng Xiaofeng smiled like a little fox, Xingliuyun just glared at him, don't look away, if this little girl really quarrels, it will be endless regardless of the occasion, Xiao Cong and Xingliuyun looked at each other and smiled, tacitly.
Xingliuyun cocked Erlang's legs again, showing a leisurely and nonchalant look, Leng Xiaofeng glanced at him with dissatisfaction, and then turned his gaze back to the booth.
"300,000 high-grade spirit stones!"
Someone shouted a high price, everyone held their breath again, and looked at the northeast corner together, this person was thin and pale, but his face was soft and beautiful like a woman, especially the bright red lips, straight nose, bright and clear eyes, if it were not for the prominent Adam's apple under the chin, I am afraid that people would really mistake it for a woman.
"The king of Puqiu is him!"
Yuwen Fengdu's eyes were clear, and he spoke, as if the man who was as soft as a woman was a very special person in his eyes.
"Isn't it just a king who came out of the Xuanzhen Imperial Family? What's all the fuss, I'm afraid those people in the northeast corner, hehe. β
Xingliuyun wanted to speak and stopped, but several people knew what he meant, what Xiao Cong didn't expect was that what he saw, Xingliuyun Jing also guessed a rough idea.
Yuwen said firmly:
"He's different. β
Nebula raised his eyebrows and asked,
"Why?"
"Have you ever seen a twenty-year-old king?"
Yuwen Fengdu's question, it really choked Xingliuyun, to say that this twenty-year-old king is really rare in the history of the Xuanzhen Realm, but there is one in the world.
Yuwen Fengdu continued:
"This man is resourceful and ruthless, and has made many enemies for the throne, many of whom are strong, and he came in person today for the sake of a mustard. β
Xiao Cong thought to himself, let Yu Wenfeng, who has always been pampered and not shocked, be like this, this young emperor is really not a simple person.