Chapter 10: The Meaning of a Drunkard
The auction was in full swing.
Tonight's auction has been halfway through the process, a few are happy and some are sad, some are satisfied with the items they are satisfied with, and some are regretful that they can't find the items they like.
In the meantime, the mysterious and gnashing voice sounded twice, but thankfully, she was only photographing something more mundane, much to the relief of the shabby but hopeful participants.
In a VIP room, a bewitching figure lies on a wide soft chair.
The enchanting figure was full of charming, the eyes were slightly closed, the eyelashes were silky, a face that was captivating the country and the city always had the urge to make people sin, and the translucent veil was close to the white skin.
Behind the chair where the bewitching figure was lying, a young girl stood respectfully.
The bewitching woman slowly opened her eyes, opened her red lips slightly, and said softly, "Xiaoqing, what's going on outside?"
Hearing the bewitching woman's words, the girl behind the chair said respectfully: "Miss, there are still ten more treasures to come!"
"It's going to take so long!" said the voluptuous woman's tone, a little impatient.
"Yes, Miss!"
"But, miss, something interesting happened just now!" Xiaoqing said.
"What's the matter?" the bewitching woman suddenly became interested, under normal circumstances, Xiaoqing would not rashly give herself advice, but when Xiaoqing proposed something interesting to herself, then it was really interesting.
"Just now, Miss Xuan spent 8,000 gold coins to auction the Yellow Rank Top-grade Fengyun Duel, Lang Whirlwind Duel, Heart Piercing Crossbow and Nine Jin Sword, all of which were bought at the auction for 2,000 gold coins!"
"Is it Xuan Shuying?"
"Yes, Miss!"
"I've seen that girl, although she's young, but I can't see through her, she's not such an impulsive person!"
The enchanting woman thought for a moment and said, "Xiaoqing, what do you say is her purpose?"
When Xiaoqing heard this, she pondered for a moment and said, "Miss, there may be treasures among these mortal products, and Miss Xuan's purpose in doing this is to cover it up!"
In the eyes of these rich children, those items that are not the finale can only be called ordinary products, and the only items that can really interest them are those that will be auctioned later.
"That's right!" the bewitching woman smiled and said, "That's what she's trying to do, but unfortunately, we didn't receive any information!"
Hearing the words of the bewitching woman, Xiaoqing hurriedly knelt down and said with some fear: "It's only to blame the slave and maid for doing things badly!"
The bewitching woman waved her white and slender hand lightly, and said calmly: "Don't blame you, their forces are already stronger than us, and we haven't obtained the information they get, so it's really nothing strange!"
"Get up!"
"Yes, Miss!" Xiaoqing quickly got up.
Xiaoqing is not only the personal slave of the bewitching woman, but also the head of the bewitching woman's intelligence network.
"In that case, let's have some fun!"
The enchanting woman put her hands behind her head, lay on the bench, and looked at the big stage in the arena with playful eyes.
"The twenty-first item, the spirit weapon, the night dagger!" The old man who presided over stood on the stage, holding a black box in his hand, and the two daggers in the box were quietly placed flat.
The two daggers emitted a chilly aura, which made everyone in the arena feel a little cold.
The spiritual weapon is also divided into three grades, which are divided into upper, middle and lower grades.
"The Night Dagger is a treasure left behind by the Night Killer, and after all the twists and turns, we can be fortunate enough to see it here with our own eyes, presumably its power, the old man will not say much, because the Night Killer has already explained it to you clearly!"
The Night Killer is a well-known top killer in Gefeng County, and its Night Dagger is the signature of the Night Killer.
"But it's a pity that the Night Dagger has been damaged!" said the old man with some regret in his tone, "However, its power is also incomparable to other medium-grade spiritual weapons!"
"Night Dagger, the reserve price is six hundred gold coins!"
When they heard that the dagger in the dark night was damaged, everyone in the field gradually calmed down from the initial enthusiasm, and when the old man quoted the reserve price, everyone was silent.
Six hundred gold coins is enough to buy a medium-grade spiritual weapon, who would spend so much money to buy a scrap product, although those two daggers are very famous, but in this world of the weak and the strong, this fame cannot be eaten.
In a VIP room, the elegant middle-aged man said to himself: "The night dagger is indeed a bit powerful, but unfortunately it has been damaged, forget it, buy it to commemorate the dark night!"
"A thousand gold coins!" the elegant middle-aged man quoted for the first time.
The words of the elegant middle-aged man echoed in the quiet field, like a boulder thrown into the sea and causing a thousand waves.
"Rich people are different, spend a thousand gold coins to buy a scrap product!"
"Maybe he can fix it, don't you see the price quoted from the VIP room? Those people, cover the sky with one hand, what can't they do!"
"Yes, but let's not mix things up!"
"yes! We can't afford it!"
While everyone was talking, a VIP room also made an offer, and the voice was still familiar to everyone.
"Two thousand gold coins!"
In the VIP room, the girl shouted a higher price and sat quietly in a soft chair.
The elegant middle-aged man was slightly stunned when he heard the girl shouting the price, and then smiled: "Forget it, Uncle Luo will let you!"
"Thank you, Uncle Locke!" the girl said when she heard the words of the elegant middle-aged man.
The conversation between the girl and the elegant middle-aged man was not small, and the audience could naturally hear it clearly.
At this moment, a soft voice sounded, and the voice sounded in everyone's ears, with an inexplicable temptation, which seemed to arouse the * in the hearts of men.
"Three thousand gold coins!"
"Miss Xuan, it's been a long time!"
In the box where the girl was, the girl heard the voice, and her slender brow furrowed.
"Miss!" called the old man beside the girl.
"It's a bit bad!" the girl said softly, "Uncle, tell him that things might change!"
"Yes, Miss, I'll go!" Gao Bo replied, and quickly left the room.
What Miss was referring to him, Gao Bo naturally knew who it was, but what made Gao Bo sigh secretly was that after a few years of that incident, Miss still couldn't let go, and she still had a connection with the mansion owner.
"Sister Mei, Shuying has let you!" the girl said to the room.
"Then thank you sister for giving in!"
The soft voice sounded again, making everyone's hearts tremble.
In the VIP room, the bewitching woman frowned slightly and said, "Did you guess wrong?"
"Miss, Miss Xuan's purpose shouldn't be this item!" Xiaoqing said.
"Let's take a look!" said the voluptuous woman, turning her gaze to the arena.
"Three thousand gold coins for the first time!"
"Three thousand gold coins for the second time!"
"Is there a higher one? Okay, then this treasure belongs to that young lady!"
"Three thousand gold coins for the third time!"
The old man struck the hammer, indicating that the auction was successful.
After the old man motioned for the warrior next to him to bring the box containing the night dagger down, a new item was to be auctioned.
When a martial artist brought up a new long box, the old man glanced at the audience and said to the audience: "The twenty-second item, the spirit weapon is of the middle grade, the Luofeng Sword!"
When he heard the words Luo Feng Jian, Chen Zifeng, who was about to fall asleep, his eyes lit up, he looked at the box on the stage stupidly, and shouted softly to his father next to him: "Father, I want that!"
When Chen Feng heard this, he nodded: "I know, my father bought it for you!"
Chen Feng looked around, but did not see the figure of the old village chief, and the auction has been carried out until now, and has not seen the old village chief offer, Chen Feng is a little suspicious that the old village chief will not come to participate in this auction, but Chen Feng is relieved, with the strength of the old village chief, he should focus on those things behind.
"Well, it's better to be a father!" Chen Zifeng was very happy.
"Just know that your father is good!" Chen Feng touched Chen Zifeng's head with his big rough hand.
In a VIP room, Chen Ao, who was behind the old village chief, stared at the box on the stage.
"Is this it?" asked the old village chief.
"Yes, old village chief!" Chen Ao said.
"Just let the old village chief give you a small gift!" The old village chief still said in a steady tone, "After all, you are going to break through the late stage of the spirit realm, and if you don't give a small gift, others will still say that I am stingy!"
"Old Village Chief Xie!" Chen Ao was overjoyed.
When she heard her presiding master's words, the girl in the VIP room stared at the long box on the stage.
That call is getting stronger and stronger!
Sure enough, it's true!
At this time, Gao Bo had returned to the room, and saw the young lady's eyes fixed on the long box on the stage, and suddenly thought of the purpose of the young lady's previous behavior!
The drunkard doesn't mean to drink!
Miss's intention is the Luofeng sword.
"What did he say, Gauber?" the girl asked.
"The lord of the mansion said, wait and see what happens!" Gao Bo replied truthfully, he did not know the meaning of these conversations between the young lady and the lord of the mansion, but he did not ask, because this is the duty of a subordinate, and he only needs to do what he should do, it is enough.
"It looks like we'll have to wait and see!" the girl said softly.