Chapter 127: Shoot the scales

"The initial price is five million lower grade spirit stones, and each increase shall not be less than one hundred thousand lower grade spirit stones. I announce that this auction is officially open!"

Tang Shu's charming and soft voice was like a lover's whisper, wrapped in aura, and reached everyone's ears.

The monks under the high stage couldn't help but be silent, and couldn't help but look at each other, they all knew in their hearts that they might not be able to increase the price this time, and they were all a little curious to think about who had the courage to shoot this hot potato.

"I'll give out five million or 1,000,000 spirit stones!"

An old voice came from the No. 13 premium box, the voice was gentle, seemingly casual but with a hint of trembling. After tasting it carefully, you can still vaguely feel that the owner of the voice is not in a calm mood.

This is the voice of the three elders of the Tong family.

The people in the know were slightly stunned when they heard this voice, and most of them guessed his identity, and couldn't help laughing, with a look of good show on their faces.

The old guy must have been so angry that he had to endure his anger to clean up this mess.

Most of the ordinary casual cultivators in the audience didn't know his identity, and they couldn't help but be in an uproar when they heard this, they didn't expect that someone would really spend this money to buy this big trouble, this is Ming Huanghuang slapping the Tong family in the face, and he suddenly became excited.

After he finished quoting, the scene was noisy for a moment, only to soon fall into an eerie silence.

Most people are waiting for it, and they are already feeling the smell of gunpowder.

Xie Qingci frowned slightly.

She recognized that it was the voice of the three elders of the Tong family who had met her, and she wanted to avoid them, but she didn't expect that someone from the Tong family was also at the auction site, which surprised her.

In this case, ordinary monks may be forced by the prestige of the Tong family to give up and let the Tong family auction it away at a low price.

That's not what she wanted to see.

Xie Qingci blinked, his expression was peaceful, and he was not in a hurry.

She knew that with Tang Shu's means, the price of this sword would never stop there.

Sure enough, after a few breaths of silence, Tang Shu made a move.

I saw her smile slightly, I didn't know where to look, she smiled, and said coquettishly: "Five million and one hundred thousand spirit stones, has no one increased the price?"

She paused, and said, "This guest's voice is a little familiar, and I think he is also a regular customer." Is this sword going to be easily shot, congratulations......"

"I'll give out 5.4 million spirit stones!"

Before she could finish her sentence, a rough male voice came from the No. 10 premium box.

His voice was loud and his tone was imperative: "Such a good sword, I don't want to miss it." I'm really sorry, this sword Lao Tzu is going to be decided. ”

"Duan Feiyun! You!" The three elders of the Tong family heard this voice in an instant, suppressed the anger in their hearts, and couldn't help but shout: "This is originally the thing of our Tong family's ancestors, and your Duan family is not qualified to rob us." ”

The audience was in an uproar.

Did the person who asked for the price turn out to be from the Tong family? No wonder he would make a quick move.

And this family ...... Everyone looked at each other, the Duan family of Longcheng and the Tong family have always been at odds with each other, and sure enough, they will intervene.

There is a Duan family to raise the price, and it is not easy to come to the Tong family to easily take away the Xuan Scale Sword at a low price.

The voice from the family was mocking: "The one with the highest price wins, is it possible that you still want to cover the sky with one hand?"

"You!"

"Quiet. ”

After the two parties blew up their identities, they quarreled like no one at the venue, Tang Shu frowned slightly, and a trace of impatience flashed in her charming phoenix eyes.

Her red lips lightly spit out two words, her voice was wrapped in the coercion that belonged to the Jindan period monks, and a strong momentum swept the audience, suppressing the quarrel between the two.

She gently hid her cherry sip and smiled charmingly, her voice soft but full of threat:

"It's still being auctioned, don't worry, guests!"

The voices of the two stopped abruptly, and the arrogance of the saber rattling was extinguished in an instant, only then did they realize that this was the territory of Duobaolou, and they could not be allowed to be presumptuous.

Not to mention that there are stronger existences guarding Duobaolou, let's just say that Tang Shu, who is standing on the stage with all kinds of charm, is not a woman to mess with, they can't afford to offend Duobaolou.

After calming the scene, Tang Shucai said slowly: "The guests of the No. 10 high-end box have five million and four hundred thousand spirit stones, who else wants to increase the price? ”

"Five and a half million!"

The three elders of the Tong family looked dark, and their voices added 100,000 without hesitation.

"Hmph. The person known as Duan Feiyun seemed to be on the same page as the Tong family, snorted lightly between his noses, and added another 500,000 when he opened his mouth: "Such a good treasure can't be missed, I will give six million spirit stones!"

......

These two people are competing against each other, and there are only two of them left to increase the price on the field.

Everyone silently watched the two of them increase the price, the spirit stone was as cheap as a stone in their mouths, as if they could be squandered at will, and the auction price broke 10 million after a while.

Tang Shu smiled from ear to ear on stage, stirring up the atmosphere from time to time, and looked quite happy.

This auction is shared, the more spirit stones auctioned, the more they profit from Duobaolou, seeing that the price is swishing up, except for Xie Qingci, the happiest person is Duobaolou.

Everyone couldn't help but smack their tongues secretly, most of the prices of ordinary high-grade spirit weapons were only about six million lower-grade spirit stones. Although this Xuan Scale Sword is famous, after all, it is still in the category of high-grade spiritual weapons, and it is almost the same if it is auctioned for seven million, but I didn't expect it to be coaxed to this price, and the sender made a lot of money.

Xie Qingci did make a lot of money, and the Duan family seemed to be on the same page as if they were on the same page with the Tong family, constantly raising prices. And this Tong family naturally endures pain and price for the sake of face, and the price soars.

“...... Fifteen million lower grade spirit stones!"

Elder Tong's voice was very heavy, panting slightly, as if he had made a lot of determination, gritted his teeth and said this number, his expression was full of violence.

Fifteen million is about three times more than what it should be.

"I ......" Duan Feiyun raised his hand and was about to open his mouth, just about to increase the price again, but was stopped by the person behind him, and his voice stopped in mid-air.

The person behind him shook his head and grabbed Duan Feiyun's wrist tightly, "There's no need to follow the price anymore, we don't really want to shoot it, we just let the Tong family have more blood." Accept it when you see it, don't be pitted by this old horseman, we still have a task to do, don't waste spirit stones. ”

Duan Feiyun's excited heart gradually calmed down. He nodded, giving up on the idea of raising the price.

He gave up the price increase, so naturally no one else raised the price anymore, and the scene was quiet for a while.

"The guests of the thirteenth high-end box bid fifteen million lower grade spirit stones, does anyone else want to increase the price?"

No one responded.

Tang Shu looked around, and knew that it was almost there, so she simply raised the small hammer neatly and slammed it on the base plate.

"Bang"

The sound of the hammer lifted the spirits of everyone in the field, and there was a feeling of dust falling to the ground.

"Then congratulations to the guests of Box 13 for auctioning this sword at the price of fifteen million spirit stones, it's really gratifying......"

"Poof"

The three elders in the box were caught off guard and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which frightened the Tong family disciples next to them.

"Elder, what's wrong with you?"

His expression was disillusioned, his face was extremely ugly, he only reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and did not say a word.

He took out a sound crane and whispered something inside, and the crane flew away with its wings.