Now there are only three big buyers in competition, Zhou Lao from Wujun, Tang Lao from Ming County, and Duan Rui.

The three of them are all wealthy, but they are also shrewd people, shouting prices while measuring each other's strength, and people in the outside world also know that after one million taels, the competition is already at the end.

Soon, when the price rose to 1.1 million taels, Tang Lao of Mingjun shook his head and withdrew from the auction, leaving only Duan Rui and Zhou Lao.

Duan Rui patted the box in his hand, and smiled at Old Zhou: "Brother Zhou, brother, I am bound to win this time, and I still have a lot of silver taels on my body, I think you might as well sell me face this time?"

Fang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly said Duan Rui This person is really very shrewd, just this sentence, if Zhou Lao has already retreated, he can borrow the steps to go down, and sell him face on the surface, for Duan Rui, he can also save a sum of silver taels, after all, if the other party offers one more price, he will also pay tens of thousands of silver taels.

If Zhou Lao didn't retreat, seeing that he was so bound to win, he might also retreat.

Sure enough, Zhou Lao frowned, and after his eyes flickered, he laughed out loud and arched his hand: "Brother Duan brought such a big box here, it was really prepared, if it wasn't for the old man who spent 300,000 taels to buy something yesterday, I am afraid that this time I will only have to fight with Brother Duan." ”

After saying this, he laughed it off, and everyone understood that he had given up the bid.

Duan Rui thanked him while showing a triumphant smile, his eyes locked on the Nine Dragons Blood Jade Carving.

Just when everyone thought that the dust had settled and Yao Wei was about to announce that Duan Rui had obtained this thing, Fang Ling shouted slowly: "One hundred and twenty thousand taels!"

In just six words, like a flash of thunder, the entire venue suddenly exploded, and all the people turned their heads and looked towards Fang Ling, who was speaking, wanting to see who was so bold and dared to add 100,000 taels of silver to the high price of more than one million.

When they saw that it was a handsome young man sitting in the back row, everyone was even more shocked, the young man was not only handsome, but also that calm temperament must have been born everyone, everyone whispered, speculating about his identity.

When Duan Rui heard someone shouting the price, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth fiercely, turned his head, and when he saw that it was actually Fang Ling who was shouting, he was immediately furious.

Fang Ling looked at Duan Rui with a light smile on his face, but it was Yao Wei who was really on guard, because the shouting just now had already attracted this person's attention.

Yao Wei was also looking at the young man at this time, but he didn't doubt it much, after all, how could it be such a coincidence that two Immortal Sect disciples could appear in such a small room?

Rao is like this, Fang Ling also restrained his breath to the most extreme point, without revealing a trace of excess breath, on the surface, he looks calm and relaxed, but in fact, he is covered with copper walls and iron walls.

Of course, the price of this one million and two thousand taels was not shouted out casually, but calculated according to the total number of silver tickets in Duan Rui's box and the total number of silver tickets he might have on his body, seeing his expression, Fang Ling knew that he was afraid that this amount was close to his limit.