Chapter 7 (Auctions)

After all the items on the crystal round platform were auctioned, the white-haired old man cleared his throat, "Everyone, the next things to be auctioned will be the treasures of the treasures. Some of you haven't even heard of it at all, so the price will go up dramatically. So the highlight of the auction is now! ”

The auction is now in place, and even the guests in the VIP seats can't sit still. Although most people know that the final auction items are only VIP with capital and ability, but no one leaves, on the contrary, everyone wants to open their eyes and gain a long insight.

"Huh! The next item to be auctioned is the Huang Pin Spirit Technique - Three Spirit Sword Shadow Technique. This spell can be cultivated to the fullest, and two clones with 50% of the spiritual power of the body can be transformed, of course, the premise is that the person who cultivates the sword. At this point, there was a sigh in the VIP seats. Needless to say, the rarity of this spiritual skill is 500,000 yuan, and the bidding begins! ”

I saw a big man in the VIP seat looking around with cold eyes, and anyone who looked at him would tremble involuntarily, this is the majesty of the strong. Only those distinguished guests, who were also not weak, did not give them the slightest face as if they had not noticed it.

"Seven hundred thousand!" The auction hall suddenly became a pot of porridge. This big guy raised 200,000 spirit coins at once, and it seems that he wants to announce to everyone: This Huang Pin spirit skill, I am going to decide!

Just when everyone in the audience thought that no one was bidding, without warning, the dream next to Yun Qian suddenly bid, "800,000!" A delicate and charming voice sounded, attracting countless people in the audience to follow the sound source. I saw that the dream was dressed in a black robe, which just showed the perfect curves of the young girl, although I didn't see it, I could vaguely guess the pretty face under the mask. The only ruddy little mouth exposed by the dream aroused the imagination of many men present. Imagine how crazy it would be if you pressed it under your body, and the gentle moan that came out of the cherry lips lightly! ”

"Hey, hey! Good Peugeot figure. Otherwise, I'll give you this scroll of psychic skills, and you can come with me. "The big guy just now didn't hide his desire at all, and stared straight at the dream." Nine hundred thousand! ”

Mengqing touched her pocket and sighed, just when she was about to give up, Yun Qian touched Mengqing's hand quietly, and handed her a ring, "We are friends, it's normal to help each other." ”

"Thank you! I remember what happened this time. Dream said loudly, "One million! ”

The man in the VIP seat glared at Yun Qian viciously, and Yun Qian directly chose to ignore it. With the silence of the birds in the field, this sword skill finally fell into the hands of Mengqing.

The spotlight then converged on the white-haired old man, "The next auction is very mysterious, even we haven't figured out what it does, and some experts even speculate that this is not something from our world." As he spoke, the white-haired old man carefully took out a jade plate, gently lifted the gauze on the plate, and gradually, a crystal clear, small and delicate spar was slowly unveiled its mysterious veil.

"Cut! Hearing the disdainful boos in the field, the white-haired old man also looked very embarrassed, so he pretended to say: "Give it a go, and the bicycle will become a motorcycle." Yet most people scoffed. The white-haired old man tried his best to dispatch everyone's enthusiasm, but people were even more tired, so they shook their heads helplessly and said with a wry smile: "300,000, let's start the auction." ”

As the old auctioneer's words fell, there was a sudden silence in the huge auction hall. That's right, who would spend 300,000 spirit coins to buy something that doesn't know what to do?

"Bought it." Suddenly, Xiao Xue's slender voice sounded in Yun Qian's mind, and Yun Qian suddenly became excited, "Three hundred thousand!" Then he shouted.

Hearing that someone finally made an offer, the white-haired old man was also slightly relieved, and then smiled at Yun Qian's location, "Do you want someone to increase the price?"

Hearing the words of the auctioneer old man, countless people in the venue rolled their eyes with disdain. "No, there really aren't so many fools." Some even muttered.

The old man also seemed to know that his words had no effect, and after sneering, he was about to smash the auction hammer in his hand.

"Stop!" A majestic and cold voice suddenly sounded, which made the white-haired old man stiffen for a moment, and followed the voice with a puzzled look.