"Everyone, it's not easy for Qi Yunguo to produce a seven-grade martial arts, so the price is naturally expensive." Yao Ziying turned her wrist, and the person had already taken the martial arts scroll.

"This martial art has not yet appeared, and what I have in my hand is the soul contract book." As soon as Yao Ziying's words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Leng Qianyue originally despised Helan Yunlian madly in her heart, but when she heard this, she was also attracted to the past, since it was still a soul contract! Wouldn't that be priceless?!

Sure enough, Yao Ziying had a red lip, "The reserve price is 200,000 gold coins." ”

Leng Qianyue instantly felt that her ears were roaring, 200,000 gold coins! This is not an ordinary expensive, even if it is the four great families, it is estimated that you have to come up with the old bottom to buy it.

As soon as the price came out, the venue suddenly fell silent, and several families glanced at each other, making it clear that they were helpless about this price.

But in front of him was a seven-rank martial arts, and after a long time, a middle-aged man in the crowd trembled and shouted the price: "Two hundred and one thousand." ”

Leng Qianyue looked at it curiously, this man was sitting in an inconspicuous position, and his clothes were a lot worse, looking at the dead face, it must be the price that he shouted out after bankruptcy.

Hey, Leng Qianyue couldn't help sighing, if she got a copy to sell, she would make a lot of money.

Thoughts wandered, and the audience had already begun to raise prices.

The families from all walks of life in the audience who had a little foundation were blushing and their necks were thick, and no one wanted to give this seven-rank martial arts to others.

"Three hundred thousand!" Just when the bidding reached the white-hot stage, the Mu family, one of the four major families, finally spoke.

Mu Qingyun tilted his jaw, the voice was not loud, but it was loud, and the family that was still fighting in the audience immediately stopped talking.

Helan Yunlian put down the tea cup in her hand, glanced at Mu Qingyun with a pair of eyes, and suddenly smiled. Xiumei's slender fingers tapped across the tabletop, striking an unknown rhythm.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" The three elders of the Leng family finally opened their mouths, their old faces tense, obviously under tremendous pressure. 300,000, this price is already unacceptably high.

However, if you let it go, it means that you will be trampled under the feet of others in the future. The people of the four families are well aware of this truth, and the original scene of bidding under the stage finally began to be staged in the wings.

After a short silence, the Li family, who had not behaved, suddenly raised the price, "400,000!" It was raised to 400,000 at once, and the people in the audience who were directly shocked did not dare to say anything more.

The one who spoke was the eldest son of the Li family, Li Changle. He has a handsome face, and his appearance seems to be debauched, but the corners of his eyes are raised, and the essence that is inadvertently revealed is not to be underestimated.

Leng Qianyue felt that the other party was a little dangerous, but fortunately she provoked the second son of the Li family, if it was this master, I am afraid that she would not know what to do.

The Yang family, one of the four great families, has remained silent until it reaches 400,000, and has long lost the desire to fight. Several elders shook their heads and turned to leave the chamber.

"Four hundred and one thousand." Just when everyone thought that no one would speak again, Helan Yunlian suddenly raised the price, and Li Changle, who was originally bound to win, narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Four hundred and twenty thousand." Mu Qingyun leaned on the back of the chair, with an inevitable smile on his face, and looked at Li Changle defiantly.

Li Changle didn't think about raising it to this price by himself, and someone dared to grab it. The palms of the hands are clenched into fists, and the nails are deeply embedded in the flesh.

400,000 is already the limit he can shout, if it exceeds 400,000, it will move the foundation of the Li family.

The breathing that had been steady began to rapid.

Leng Qianyue saw the slight changes in his face, and then looked at Mu Qingyun, his face was indeed light and light, and his momentum was much more chic than Li Changle.