Soon, the price of 100,000 Liuyun climbed to 300,000 top-grade treasure crystals, and the number of bidders was greatly reduced, but there were still a few voices constantly contending.

In an ordinary box, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Medicine King Valley, and now the bidder was Qi Xiao.

This person's face was solemn, 340,000 top-grade treasure crystals were approaching the limit of bearing, if the opponent snatched it again, he could only give up painfully.

"Three hundred and eighty thousand!"

Qi Xiao gritted his teeth and directly quoted his bottom line price, the opponent suddenly fell silent, this person was stunned, and his eyes immediately showed surprise. It seems that the other party is also approaching the limit, and at this price, it is very likely that it will not follow up.

Time passed in a breath, and in Qi Xiao's induction, it was so long.

"The guests in box 17 bid 380,000 top-grade treasure crystals, and there are no Taoist friends to bid, if not, this treasure will be owned by the guests in box 17. ”

The auctioneer's voice came from outside, and Qi Xiao's heart suddenly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.

The auction has been carried out so far, and he has probably figured out the rules, and generally no one has bid until now, and the 100,000 Liuyun is his.

Spending 380,000 top-grade treasure crystals is almost bankrupt, but in his opinion, it is worth it!

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Qi Xiao for winning the treasure!"

"Senior brother has 100,000 flowing clouds in his hands, which can be described as a tiger with wings!"

"In the future, I will have to rely on my senior brother to take more care. ”

The disciples of the Medicine King Valley around him spoke one after another.

Qi Xiao was full of smiles, but at this moment, a sudden voice made him directly dumbfounded, "Four hundred thousand." ”

There was a slight commotion in the auction room, and it was clear that someone had made a move at the last moment, much to the surprise of the monks who participated in the bidding.

On the auction table, the auctioneer's eyes flashed slightly, but he did not show any different colors, and said: "The guests in the No. 8 VIP room bid 400,000 top-grade treasure crystals. ”

Qi Xiao's face sank like water, his body trembled slightly because of anger, and he felt the pity and ridicule in the eyes of several Medicine King Valley disciples who were not very good on weekdays, and this anger became more and more intense!

But 380,000 top-grade treasure crystals are already all his net worth, even if he wants to fight again, he is powerless.

But he gave up like this, he was unwilling!

"Senior brother, it seems to be ...... It seems to be that person. A close junior brother next to him suddenly stammered.

Qi Xiao's mood was already gloomy, and he felt even more bored when he heard the words, and reprimanded: "Who is it, just say it!"

"Yumo. ”

The simple name made the box fall silent suddenly, and there were even disciples of the Medicine King Sect, with fear in their eyes.

Not long ago, they witnessed the arrival of the Qinglin Ancestor of the Sect to intimidate the Black Demon City, and when they were full of excitement, who expected that the storm suddenly surged, and the Bolie Demon King and Mo Yu shot one after another, making the Qinglin Ancestor lose face.

Even they, on the way to the auction, could detect countless fingers, many of which were ridicule and sneering. But now that they are forced, in the Black Magic City, they can't be proud and domineering, so they can only speed up their pace and endure silently, and they are all holding back their anger in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, participating in the auction can also meet Yumo, is he unintentional, or does he intend to step on them again? For a while, everyone was panicked, but the anger was also getting bigger and bigger.

After all, with their identity, they are highly respected on weekdays, how could they have been bullied like this!

After Qi Xiao was stunned, his eyes quickly flashed, and he turned his head slightly, looking at the only seat in the box, the young man who had been silent from beginning to end, showing a look of expectation.

"Senior Brother Jiaoshi, what do you think about this matter?"

His voice was respectful.

In the box, a group of Medicine King Valley disciples turned to look.

Jiao Shi's brows furrowed slightly, he was the third on the Medicine King Gu Qingdan list, whether it was alchemy or cultivation, he showed super talent, and he had a very high opinion of himself, even if he faced the first and second places on the Qingdan list, he had no awe.

Because he knew that he was younger than them, and in a few years, he would be able to completely suppress them. The leaders of the younger generation of the same generation of foreign sects, except for a few people, are also mostly ignored.

It just so happens that the one who can be valued by him is the Ximen of the Fourth Peak of the Taibai Sword Sect!

After Qinglin Ancestor was forced to retreat, Jiao Shi's heart was full of shock, but at the first time, he tried to find out the news he wanted from the mouths of other Sword Sect monks.

The first place on the earth sword list, summoning 60,000 sword mound sword shadows, easily crushing Ximen Jueyi...... Although he didn't want to admit it, Jiao Shi knew that at least for now, he was not qualified to compete with Mo Yu.

But he couldn't defeat him from the level of cultivation, but Jiao Shi didn't mind and pressed his limelight first. Therefore, under many gazes, his eyes gradually brightened, and he said slowly: "Sword Sect Yumo, it's too much, I'll join forces with your strength to suppress him once, how about it?"

Although the disciples of the Medicine King Valley did not have a good impression of Mo Yu in their hearts, they did not have the slightest doubt about his strength. The thought of being able to suppress this powerful existence in his generation for a while couldn't help but exude excitement.

"We all listen to Senior Brother Jiaoshi!"

"This Mo Yu is really arrogant, no matter how rich he is, can he still add up more treasures than my senior brother!"

"This time, in front of all the powerful monks, he will definitely lose face. ”

Jiao Shi smiled slightly, a sense of confidence in controlling everything welled up in his heart, and his jealousy of Mo Yu also dispersed a lot, "Senior Brother Qi Xiao, continue to quote, we have decided on this 100,000 flowing clouds!"

Qi Xiao said yes, took a deep breath to calm down and was full of excitement, turned around and shouted, "Four hundred and fifty thousand top-grade treasure crystals!" The voice penetrated the box and spread far away, with the support of Jiao Shi and others, he naturally rose with confidence.

In the VIP room, Mo Yu frowned without a trace, according to his observation, the monk in the seventeenth box should not be able to bid anymore, he didn't expect to be able to make a move, and he raised 50,000 top-grade treasure crystals at one time.

But soon, he regained his composure and said lightly: "Five hundred thousand." ”

As soon as the voice fell, Box 17 immediately bid, "Five hundred and fifty thousand." ”

Mo Yu had a bad premonition in his heart, but after a pause, he still said, "Six hundred thousand." ”

This was all the best gems he could come up with.

The auction hall was in an uproar at the moment, and for some reason, it caused such a fierce competition between the monks of the two sides, raising 100,000 Liuyun to such a high price. At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from the seventeenth box, unraveling the confusion in their hearts.

"Yumo, these 100,000 flowing clouds, I have taken it in the Medicine King Valley. I'm out, 700,000 superb treasure crystals. ”

This opening is naturally a pepper stone. This person grasped the slight pause before Mo Yu, and judged that he had reached the limit, and this time he directly increased the price by 100,000 yuan, and even broke the identities of both parties, which was to completely embarrass him and humiliate him in front of many monks!

Many monks suddenly realized that it was a personal grudge, and their eyes turned to VIP Room No. 8, which was a little more strange.

Forced back the medicine king Gu Qinglin Ancestor, in the blink of an eye, people will openly come to your face, and see how you deal with it? If you are suppressed by the gray, although you are competing for financial resources, you will also lose face.

VIP Room No. 1, which belongs to a VIP monk of the trading house, is never open to the public, and is quite mysterious in the Dark Magic City.

But now, in this VIP room, there are several monks.

The one with a single horn and a face full of disdain was the Demon King of Bole.

Opposite him was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender body, wearing an extremely delicately cut long dress, beautiful like a mythical goddess, with snowy skin and perfect facial features. It's just that her demeanor is too cold, and her eyes are even colder without the slightest fluctuation, coupled with the coercion that permeates her body, invisibly, it makes her feel a little more alienated and difficult to touch.

The Bolie Demon King picked up the teacup and sneered: "If the descendants of the human race are all such fools who only want to be quick for a while, the time for our clan to return to the ground and restore the glory of the ancients will not be too far away!"

The girl glanced at him and suddenly said, "Tell Yumo and let him continue bidding." ”

Burst!

The Demon King of Bole squirted out all the tea, coughed violently in his mouth, his face flushed, and his eyes seemed indescribably strange.

"What is Uncle Boreh looking at?"

"Ahh The Demon King of Bole hurriedly explained.

But as he spoke, the girl withdrew her gaze, still looking cold, and did not save him any face.

The demon clan in the box bowed their heads tightly, not daring to look at the embarrassment of the Bolie Demon King, but they knew how this demon lord with a helpless and bitter smile on his face was a tyrannical and terrible existence when he was not in front of the girl!

Mo Yu's brows were furrowed, his face was slightly gloomy, he really didn't expect that it was actually a Medicine King Gu monk in the seventeenth box, no wonder he didn't give up the price. At this moment, he was provoked head-on, and he naturally felt a little angry in his heart, but soon shook his head slightly, and his expression gradually calmed down.

Since he opened his mouth to reveal his identity, it is obvious that no matter how many treasure crystals there are, the Medicine King Gu monk will follow, otherwise he will be slapped in the face, how can he save face?

In this way, even if Mo Yu mortgaged his own treasures, he would eventually be able to get these 100,000 flowing clouds, which would definitely be a terrifying sky-high price, which was not in his own interests.

Moreover, although 100,000 Liuyun is somewhat attractive to him, it is not irreplaceable, and he can bid for other treasures in the future.

Just when Mo Yu decided to give up the bidding, the door of the VIP room was suddenly knocked gently, and Shu Eun, the chief steward of the trading house, immediately pushed the door and walked in, arching his hand and saying, "Yumo Daoist, please continue to bid...... No matter what the final transaction price is, our trading bank will only charge 400,000 best Baojing from Daoyou. ”

When he first received the notice, he was also dizzy, and he didn't know what was going on, but no one would explain it to him. I don't understand it, I still have to do it, this person pondered it carefully, and then he came up with the above rhetoric.

The mysterious proprietor rarely interferes in the affairs of the trading house, and has always ensured fairness in the auction. Today, he made an exception to help this Yumo, and the shock caused to the chief steward of Shu Eun can be imagined, and it is in his voice that he has a little more awe.

Mo Yu didn't show joy, but frowned, "What's going on?"

Shu Yan smiled wryly, "What is the reason, maybe Yumo Daoist knows better, I just do what I am told, don't embarrass me." ”

Seeing that he didn't seem to be a fake, Mo Yu withdrew his gaze, he didn't want to accept it, but he was really a little disgusted by the face of the Medicine King Gu monk. Therefore, after a little hesitation, he said: "In this way, I am tired of Shu Daoyou to thank me for me." ”

He turned around, looked at the auction hall, paused again, and said slowly, "One million." ”

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[The revision was a little late.,Ran to the 6th.,But this is yesterday's update.,Today I'm trying to continue the three chapters.】 ps: Thank you Hollis, Yin Ansi, wngdngyng, Yu Muyang, fanganping1, shsscx, look at 9999999, stdx, Xinyu Mengxuan and other book friends for their monthly ticket encouragement, especially yesterday, I was very ashamed! Thank you again, good night. 】