In order to build momentum, Ye Feixue has made a lot of money, and every auction item is a treasure, and the specifications are so high, it is definitely the first time in the entire southern Xinjiang!

In the largest box on the third floor of the auction hall, Ye Feixue was still lazily leaning on the chair, and Concubine Fox was nestled in her arms, holding a peach in her two front paws, biting in small bites, her blue eyes were half-squinted, and she looked very enjoyable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yue Yin and Dugu Jian sat on both sides of Ye Feixue on one left and one right, Dugu Jian's eyes were always on his sword, occasionally glancing at Ye Feixue's side, while Yue Yin was closing his eyes, as if he was recuperating, and under the light, his jade-like face looked even more intoxicating.

The auction was now halfway underway, and the people competing had gone from sitting in the hall to the boxes.

What is being auctioned now is an armor, called Liuyun Flying Snow Suit, the whole is white, and the auspicious clouds are outlined with silver threads on the chest, cuffs and hem, etc., the whole dress looks elegant and very beautiful, the quality is a third-order royal weapon, and it is also a very powerful existence in the armor, after wearing it, it can resist the attack of the weapon of the third-order royal weapon, and it can also resist the attack of the peak of the three combined realms, but this armor is women's, so there are not many people who compete.

Wan Qi Yaoyin fell in love with the Liuyun Flying Snow Suit at first sight, she always wanted an armor, but there were too few refiners in Southern Xinjiang, and the general armor was difficult to enter her eyes, so she never found a suitable one, and now seeing the Liuyun Flying Snow Suit, she was naturally unwilling to let go.

"Six hundred thousand gold coins. After the people on the first floor had already given up the competition, Wan Qi Yaoyin joined the competition and directly raised the price from 580,000 to 600,000.

"Six hundred and one thousand!" In the private room next to Wan Qi Yaoyin, Qiang Wuwu also fell in love with Liuyun Feixue Yi, and immediately followed the bid after Wan Qi Yaoyin bid.

"It's the holy daughter of the Qiang people. In Wan Qi Yaoyin's private room, Dong Xianye had been closing his eyes, but after hearing Qiang Wuwu's voice, he immediately opened his eyes, looked at the box next to him and said.

Hearing this, Wan Qi Yaoyin's face changed slightly, turned her head, and took a deep look at the box next to her, as if she wanted to penetrate the wall and see Qiang Wuwu in the box, and then took a deep breath and turned her head.

"Six hundred and twenty thousand!" No matter what reason Qiang Wuwu bid for, Wan Qi Yaoyin decided to follow the price, after all, she really fell in love with Liuyun Feixueyi.

"Six hundred and thirty thousand!" seemed to have a feeling, Qiang Wuwu also glanced at the box next to him, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he followed the quotation without looking back.

"Six hundred and forty thousand!"

"Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

“......”

"Seven hundred thousand!"

Under the chase of the two of you, the price of the Liuyun Feixue suit soon exceeded 700,000, and it continued to rise, at this time there was no one else competing, only the two of them were still shouting the price, and those who didn't understand at the beginning also had some guesses about it after such a long time.

The grievances between the Qiang and Miao people have a long history, which is not a secret in southern Xinjiang at all, on weekdays, because of the status of the two in southern Xinjiang, few people dare to look at each other's jokes, and now that there is such a good opportunity, others will naturally not let it go.

"Eight hundred and one thousand!" Wan Qi Yaoyin's face was not very good-looking at this time, her eyes glanced at the box next door, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Eight hundred and twenty thousand!" Qiang Wuwu's face was not much better than Wan Qi Yaoyin, she also glanced at the box where Wan Qi Yaoyin was, her eyes were cold, as if she had been quenched with poison.

Although the two are both saints in each group, there are still differences!

Wan Qi Yaoyin is the daughter of the patriarch of the Miao clan, and she has been different from others since she was a child, all kinds of cultivation resources are provided by Wan Qisen, and there are not many places to spend money, plus Wan Qisen has always been very fond of her, so the deposit in her hand is also a large amount, and Qiang Wuwu is different.

Qiang Wuwu became a saint through the internal election of the Qiang people, and her own family was not very wealthy, or after she became a saint, the various resources of the clan were tilted towards her, that is, the money in hand, which was saved by her own frugality.

The two of them bid for Liuyun Feixue's snowsuit, both for their own use, and what they came out of was naturally their own private money, so Qiang Wuwu was naturally no match for Wan Qi Yaoyin.

"Nine hundred thousand!" Glancing at Qiang Wuwu's box again, Wan Qi Yaoyin took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and reported the maximum amount she could pay, her hands on her knees clenched tightly, and she looked nervously at the auction table, praying in her heart that Qiang Wuwu would not follow again.

In the box next door, Qiang Wuwu's face changed, and finally he let out a long breath, turned his head to look at the box where Wan Qi Yaoyin was, leaned back, closed his eyes, and seemed to be planning to close his eyes and recuperate, but only she knew how unwilling she was in her heart, and the hand hidden under the sleeve was almost scratched by her nails, but she didn't realize it, she just swore in her heart that when she was in the big competition, she would definitely win Wan Qi Yaoyin!

After waiting for a long time, I didn't see Qiang worry-free, and the Yeqing on the stage announced the ownership of the Liuyun Feixue suit with a smile, and Wan Qi Yaoyin's face finally looked better.

In Ye Feixue's box, Concubine Fox had finished eating the peaches she was holding before, and was squinting her eyes and lying in Ye Feixue's arms, enjoying Ye Feixue's smooth hair.

"Master, why did that Qiang Wuwu give up in the end?" Following Ye Feixue's side, it also understands the affairs of the Qiang and Miao tribes, according to its understanding, if it is Qiang Wuwu, it will definitely not give up, after all, this matter is said to be small is the two of them competing for Liuyun Feixue clothes, and it is said that it is the competition between the Miao and Qiang tribes, if it loses, isn't it very embarrassing?

"Because she doesn't have enough money. Ye Feixue glanced at Concubine Fox, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she looked a little uninterested.

She had been using her spiritual sense to observe Wan Qi Yaoyin and Qiang Wuwu's box just now, and naturally took in the reactions of the two, Qiang Wuwu's last complicated glance did not escape her spiritual sense, thinking of Qiang Wuwu's performance, she paid a little attention to it in her heart.

As far as things are concerned, Qiang Wuwu is more suitable for the role of a saint than Wan Qi Yaoyin, just because of scheming, Qiang Wuwu is much stronger than Wan Qi Yaoyin, Wan Qi Yaoyin has not suffered many setbacks for so many years, and in many things, the idea is still very naïve, but Qiang Wuwu is different, being able to stand out from so many people, naturally not a small role.

However, since she is friends with Wan Qi Yaoyin, she is naturally on the side of the Miao people, and it is not so easy for the Qiang people and Qiang Wuwu to defeat the Miao people!

The auction continues, the further the things are auctioned, the higher the grade, the better the quality, the people sitting in the hall have basically lost their bidding qualifications, and now the people who participate in the competition are the people from the second and third floor boxes.

In fact, because of the competition between the Qiang and the Miao in recent years, the status of the two in southern Xinjiang has become much weaker than before, if it continues like this, it is estimated that in a few decades, the Miao and Qiang will become the first-class forces in southern Xinjiang, not the top forces.

In addition to the Miao and Qiang people, Youyun Village, Tianluo Palace, Haiqing Pavilion, the status of these three forces in southern Xinjiang is second only to the Miao and Qiang, among which Youyun Village has a tendency to catch up with the Miao people, this auction, Youyun Village is the three village masters of Youyun Village, a middle-aged man with a goatee, and Tianluo Palace is the young palace master, Tianyue, who is three years older than Wan Qi Yaoyin, and Haiqing Pavilion is the main Hai Wujin of the West Pavilion.

In addition to participating in the auction, these people are to inquire about the situation of the Moon Palace, and they have also sent people to infiltrate the Moon Pavilion before, but those people have not brought back any information at all.

In the No. 4 box on the third floor, Ming Shangqian, the owner of the three villages of Youyun Village, and his son Ming Jueyi sat side by side, judging from their faces, the two were only four points similar, Ming Shangqian had a goatee, his figure was not particularly tall, lean, and he gave people a shrewd feeling at a glance, while Ming Jueyi was slender, wearing a cyan brocade robe made him look gentle as jade, and the corners of his lips had been pouting with a faint smile, which seemed to be a bamboo in his chest, giving people a feeling of being a jade son.

"The level of this auction item is getting higher and higher, I didn't expect this Moon Pavilion to have such a big deal. Ming Jueyi picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip gently, but his eyes flashed with inexplicable color.

Hearing this, Ming Shangqian touched his beard and picked up the teacup, "I heard that the people of Tianluo Palace and Haiqing Pavilion have not found out about the Moon Palace. As he spoke, he didn't forget to glance at Ming Jueyi.

"Oh, it seems that I still underestimate the Moon Palace behind this Moon Pavilion, I just don't know what about the people of the Miao and Qiang tribes?" Ming Jueyi held the teacup in his hand, put the teacup back on the table, glanced at Ming Shangqian, and his eyes flickered.

"The Miao and Qiang tribes have sent people, but like our people, they have all been blocked out, and they haven't even broken into the Moon Pavilion at all, and my father suspects that there is likely to be a formation master in this Moon Pavilion!" Ming Shangqian took a sip of tea, thinking of the news he received, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he spoke with a little worry.

"To be able to take out such a quality auction item, there is a formation master's words, and it is reasonable, but I don't know what the purpose of the Moon Palace behind it is?" A trace of surprise flashed in Ming Jueyi's eyes, but he was quickly relieved, picked up the dim sum placed on the side, and took a bite lightly, looking very comfortable.

"I'm afraid it's not small!" Ming Shangqian touched his beard, his eyes narrowed, and the words he spit out were meaningful.

"Father, don't worry, even if the plan is not small, there are Miao and Qiang in front of us, I think those two will not let an outsider grow strong in southern Xinjiang!"