Chapter 1273: Poor Ghost

"Hey, what's the situation? Why did you jump to the mid-level spirit stone all of a sudden, and it rose to as many as five hundred spirit stones all of a sudden. ”

"I don't know who it is! Where is the price shouting, who do you want to cheat! What a stupid person has a lot of money, so he can't leave a way for others to live!"

"The life of a rough egg, why can others buy a random thing and take out so many spirit stones, but I don't. ”

"Don't be envious, maybe it's just an ignorant person shouting nonsense, who has nothing to do to go out with so many spirit stones! ”

"It's really stupid and has a lot of money, and a broken hairpin is worth spending five hundred middle-grade spirit stones. ”

"Don't say that you don't seem to want it, that's five hundred! If I have so many mid-level spirit stones, I don't have to worry about advancing at all. ”

"Stop scolding, hurry up and increase the price! Otherwise, the spirit fairy will be finalized, although we cannon fodder can't afford it, we can still make that bastard have more blood." ”

As soon as Duanmu Jin's voice came out, there was a lot of scolding below, what do you want to say because of all the magic weapons that can make people change their voices in the Treasure Pavilion Auction, almost every VIP room has one.

It's not the original voice, but I chose a male voice VIP room, and with a somewhat rough voice, everyone imagined people as a rough man.

Di Ling listened to the scolding in the hall, her face became darker and darker, Duanmu Jin was afraid that she would suddenly do something, so she hurriedly stopped her anger and said that she didn't mind.

"Senior Diling, let those little minions go! Anyway, it won't last a few days, and you will have dirty hands. ”

The recovered Bu Bu Bu put away the ghost knife, and when he heard those unbearable scoldings, he was also angry in his heart, but it was a pity that he understood that the big man didn't care about the little minions.

"Hmm. Di Ling snorted, his face returned to calm, and his eyes looked coldly at the little minions in the hall who continued to increase the price.

Seeing that the two of them were fine, Duanmu Jin returned to the auction and said that the hairpin formation magic weapon had been replaced by middle-grade spirit stones at this time, and he shouted seven hundred middle-level spirit stones.

Because the gap between the middle-rank spirit stones and the low-rank spirit stones is very large, the middle-grade spirit stones are not required to be added at a time at a low price of 10,000 low-rank spirit stones.

There are many monks who raise the price, but they add less, ten middle-grade spirit stones, and twenty middle-level spirit stones, where can it be high for a while.

Duanmu Jin was also the head of the sect before, and he was much more atmospheric than these ten or twenty middle-grade spirit stones, and said directly: "A thousand middle-grade spirit stones." ”

The scene of "......" fell silent for another moment, and the Taoist friend above, are you really a trench?

“...... The spirit fairy was also stunned, reacted and smiled: "The Daoists in the No. 9 VIP Room have already produced a thousand middle-grade spirit stones, may I ask if there is any price increase for the Daoists?"

The spirit fairy really didn't slap everyone's face, it was really Duanmu Jin that they were uneasy to play cards, and even she herself was confused, and it was definitely not their trust to borrow the treasure pavilion.

As soon as they opened their mouths, there were five hundred middle-grade spirit stones, and even if they borrowed the treasure pavilion boss, it would not be such a waste.

"Hey, that fellow Daoist in VIP Room No. 9, don't be foolish if you don't have spirit stones, you have already bought so many things at the beginning, where are there still mid-level spirit stones. ”

"It must be shouting and playing, whoever goes out with so many spirit stones, don't be reckless, if you want to break the rules of the auction, you have to ask us if you agree. ”

"That's it, don't make trouble if you don't have a spirit stone, don't offend us when the time comes, and anger the people who borrowed the treasure pavilion. ”

"Don't play with the spirit fairy and us, a thousand middle-grade spirit stones, do you think you are the boss of the Treasure Pavilion?"

"Haha, don't be old enough for poor ghosts, like we know more about current affairs, not like No. 9 who is shameless, shouting prices, don't hurt the last person to waste so many middle-grade spirit stones in vain. ”

As soon as Duanmu Jin opened his mouth, he was booed by the guests in the hall, they didn't know the VIP room number just now, and after the spirit fairy mentioned it, everyone had a target to scold.

Duanmu Jin's face suffocated for a moment, is it good that she really has spirit stones, and it may be more than the public loss Linglong, although it is not her own, the Taoist couple's is also hers.

"These bastards dare to scold us poor ghosts. Bu was so angry that he wanted to jump out of the VIP room and beat up the monk in the hall who scolded them for being poor.

"Forget it, maybe the world is different, and we are indeed a little too conspicuous. Duanmu Jin stopped and didn't leave.

She originally wanted to buy the hairpin formation magic weapon as soon as possible, who knew that she would be scolded for being poor, Duanmu Jin was a little embarrassed.

Di Ling is the most irrelevant of the three, Duanmu Jin told her to leave it alone, she really won't care, anyway, two scolding sentences will not lose two pieces of meat.

However, he actually scolded them for being a poor ghost! This is absolutely unbearable, Di Ling's eyes are sharp, their Era Sect is the most entrenched, and they are not poor.

Di Ling grabbed a storage bag containing low-grade spirit stones and slammed it towards the auction hall, and in an instant, a rain of spirit stones began to fall on the roof of the auction hall.

The shiny spirit stone brushes continued to hit the faces, heads, and bodies of the monks, as well as into their clothes, and the scene immediately exploded, and the spirit stones were grabbed, where to care about the auction.

The spirit fairy couldn't help but widen her eyes, and she clearly saw the storage bag on the top of the auction fly out of the VIP room on the nineth, and then began to rain spirit stones.

After a full five minutes of spirit stone rain, there were not a thousand or no less than eight hundred cultivators in the hall, and everyone had at least grabbed more than a hundred low-level spirit stones, not to mention that there were more people who grabbed more.

Some of the monks in the same VIP room were eager to fly out and grab it with them, but unfortunately they had to worry about their own identities, so they couldn't bear to look at it.

What's more, the spirit stone rain has fallen for you, who would dare to say that the people in VIP Room Nine are poor ghosts.

The monk who had been shouting about the poor ghost in VIP room No. 9 immediately changed his voice and shouted loudly, and continued to rain a little spiritual stone, and his greedy expression was disgusting to death.

It took five minutes for the spirit stone rain to fall before he slapped the storage bag on the ground and was picked up by a monk, and sure enough, there was no spirit stone inside.

"Now, can the auction continue?" Di Ling asked coldly, and the scene of the commotion was immediately so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping.

The voice of a cute little girl reached everyone's ears through the window paper, and the original voice used by the spirit did not use the magic weapon of voice change.

The sound of the VIP room cannot be transmitted, and at the same time, the sound from the outside cannot be transmitted, so it is necessary to use the magic weapon of sound amplification, and the use of the magic weapon of voice change is to protect the safety of guests.

However, Di Ling had just rained five minutes of spirit stone rain, and now her voice could penetrate the window of the VIP room, her strength was definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

As soon as Di Ling opened his mouth, not only did he scare the cultivators in the auction hall, but even the monks and spirit fairies in the VIP room and the steward of the Treasure Pavilion were taken aback.