"Oh......" The thin-faced man said that he didn't like it, if they could receive any treasures, they would be very happy to do so. "But I don't know what kind of treasure it is, you take it out and show it to me, if it's worth more than the two million gold coins of this young lady in the front row, it's not that I can't exchange it with you."

"That's easy to say......" Mo Chen was overjoyed, the hand hidden in the cloak moved, the pen and paper were lightly drawn a few times, and the pen was put away, and his right hand stretched out from the cloak, holding a folded piece of paper.

"It's the piece of paper in my hand."

"This ......" Everyone was stunned, and the full of puzzlement was instantly written on their faces, and the woman who finally came over to take a look at it sideways also turned back with disdain.

The face of the man on the stage was ugly, aren't you playing our Divine Weapon Pavilion, just this small piece of paper in your hand, is it a martial art or a martial art. But even if it's a martial art, then you can write something on paper. Everyone in the field naturally meant the same thing, it seemed that they were unwilling to lose, and they used this to disgust us.

Knowing that everyone didn't look down on this piece of paper, seeing that the thin-faced man on the stage was about to say that his things were worthless, Mochen hurriedly said, "This little brother, don't be in a hurry to deny my things, this thing is not an ordinary person, I can see its preciousness, I just want to ask Master Haocang on the stage to take a look." If Master Haocang really thinks it's worthless, then I have nothing to say and leave immediately."

Zhang Yuan's mouth moved, and the thin-faced man listened to Mo Chen's words that he didn't make any jokes, and he didn't have a seizure immediately, so he could only turn around and look at Master Haocang who had opened his eyes with eager eyes.

Although Master Haocang is easy to speak, it is also a situation where others do not provoke him, and now the young man in the cloak in the audience opened his mouth to ask this one of the top refining masters in the empire to identify the items. The point is that there is nothing unusual about that item, and he can only look at the old man's meaning.

Hao Cang was still sitting cross-legged in gray, and his old face may have been in contact with the flames for a long time, with a slight copper yellow. The old man looked at the ink dust standing in the last row lightly, he hoped to use his own eyes to see through all the plain eyes, so that this unknown young man would take back the broken paper by himself.

just looked at it for a while, and saw that Mochen was still not moving, and the paper in his hand still looked like he wanted him to see. If this doesn't mean anything, then this auction will end in embarrassment, and in his heart, Master Haocang can only nod lightly.

The thin-faced man understood, and waved his hand to the clerk standing behind, and a man took the paper in Mo Chen's hand, stepped forward, and delivered it to Master Haocang.

Everyone held their breath, looking at the paper in Mo Chen's hand, which was sent to Master Haocang's hand, and they couldn't help but sweat. Don't be this young man who takes a piece of paper to entertain the master for the sake of showmanship, if the master is angry and doesn't give us weapons in the future, then it will be a big game.

Some people have already cast disgusted eyes at Mo Chen, the master told you with his eyes before, it is enough to be in the limelight, and he is still so ignorant of lifting, he has to send it to make a fool of himself, hey...... is completely incomparable to the new genius young master of the Mo family.

Ignoring everyone's disdain, Mo Chen put his hands behind his back, smiled lightly at the corners of his lips in his cloak, and looked straight at Master Haocang on the stage with a faint gaze.

Hao Cang's old eyes narrowed slightly, but the paper in his hand was really a new product that had not been made for a long time, and the words and ink in it were even more wet and tidal, obviously new paper and new words, it was estimated that the young man had just written it on the spot.

Just by the feeling in his hand, he lost interest in opening the paper. Lao Wei raised his head and glanced at Mochen again, looking at his calm and relaxed appearance, he could only be helpless, young man, he really didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back.

Even if you are not afraid of making a fool of yourself, the old man will look at it. Haocang slowly opened the origami, and a few lines of light ink handwriting came into his eyes.

Everyone saw that Master Haocang really typed the origami, and all of them were straight in front of them, and they all stared at the change in the expression on the master's face. With such a profound cultivation as a master, I shouldn't bother with this kid.

The old eyebrows were raised, and Master Haocang's hand holding the paper trembled, and he suddenly raised his face, his eyes were as big as a lamp, and he looked at Mo Chen in surprise, and the horizontal lines were full of horror.

Is this the master going to be angry! Everyone was shocked, and the thin-faced man's heart was even tighter and almost suffocated. If you had known about it, you would have seen it yourself before showing it to the elders. It's something unsightly, or the elders would be a little angry.

Everyone took the surprise on Haocang's face as anger, after all, usually the master is a calm and indifferent look, when have you seen him, it is not anger.

Standing up straight, Master Haocang's figure flickered, and the afterimage all the way was only a few breaths, and he stood directly in front of Mo Chen.

"Dare to ......"

"Stop!" Master Haocang just arched his hands and wanted to bow to Mo Chen, but Mo Chen in the cloak interrupted directly.

Originally, he wanted to ask Mochen which senior master he was. He can actually see the shortcomings of his alchemy and refining tools, and he directly gives a solution.

This...... This is a senior master who went out to travel the mainland, where is what he thinks is a child. It's really a mistake, and I don't know if this senior will have a bad impression of me.

"There are a lot of people here, everything is simple" Mo Chen was helpless, he didn't expect that this Haocang would be so excited, if you ask it, how can I mix it up in the Emperor of the Dust. Now that you're so excited, you've pushed me to the forefront.

He didn't know that Haocang Alchemy had been stuck in Sanpin for decades, and that was a gray hair and a worried beard. Thinking about it day and night and being unable to do anything, otherwise, he would not have come up with the opportunity to use the refining weapon, and the alchemy finger would have broken this kind of idea that others would not dare to think of.

"Yes...... Former... No... Hao Cang is really rude......" Hao Cang suddenly felt his ability to speak, and instantly returned to his childhood babbling. It's wrong to say anything, giggle a few words, just shut up.

Knowing the senior in front of him, he didn't want people to know when he came out. With so many people here, as soon as he called him came out, all the secrets must be gone, and the predecessors and powerhouses were very low-key.

Everyone in the audience was already completely stunned, although Master Haocang giggled when he spoke, but the action and the respectful look on his face towards Mo Chen could not be concealed at all. Who is this person, how can Master Haocang be treated so respectfully, it can't be any senior master, it seems that it is possible.

Seeing that this surprise was uncontrollable, Mo Chen shook his head and sighed softly, if he wanted to get the sword, he had to show his hands a few times. There must be gains and losses, this is also no way, seeing Hao Cang, who was standing in front of him completely at a loss, he could only speak: "Master Hao Cang... I don't know if my paper is worth the fourth-level long sword."

"Worth...!Of course it's worth it" Being called a master, Hao Cang suddenly felt flattered, although he didn't understand, how could the seniors be so interested in these fourth-level weapons, but he didn't dare to ask more.

Turning to the people whose eyes were full of curiosity, he slightly fixed his gaffe. He said in a deep voice, "This fourth-level weapon belongs to this former ...... This guest owned."

I feel that every time I talk about ink dust, I make a mistake, and Haocang's face is not good-looking, don't make my predecessors angry. I had to wave my hand and simply say, "It's all gone."

The master spoke, and the people who came here to buy things naturally did not dare to disobey in the slightest, and they all left quickly. The woman sitting in the front row, dressed in a beautiful black veil, also walked over slowly. Without the disdain for Mochen just now, he nodded slightly and left the second floor.

"Huh...... Seniors, they are all gone, do you see if you go to the inner room to drink a cup of hot tea" Hao Cang's movements restrained each other's hands rubbed together, and the thin-faced man holding the sword on the side didn't dare to say anything.

Oh my God, what did I hear, senior! In this dusty empire, there are still people who can be the predecessors of Master Haocang, in this empire, there are only juniors, where are the seniors. Even the pavilion master of the Divine Weapons Pavilion is respectful to Master Haocang, and he usually has to perform junior salutes. The man in the white cloak standing in front of him is sacred.

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