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Everyone was amazed, and they all thought they had heard it wrong. Just when everyone suspected that they had heard it wrong, the voice sounded again.

"One thousand taels. The old man bought it for a thousand taels of silver. Hehe. Brother Huang finally came all the way to visit, how can the old man have to give face. Hehe. ”

This time everyone was completely dumbfounded. The speculation was confirmed. Far from being relieved, the crowd felt ridiculous. They all knew that most of the nine boxes at the auction were powerful forces from abroad. Does such a force, such a strong man need to show favor to the trial ground of life and death in a small country?

Even the old man in the yellow robe was puzzled. Just when everyone felt extremely funny, something even more frenzied happened.

It's not just a guy in the crowd in the field, he shouted at the top of his voice: "I'll pay two thousand taels to buy this piece of jade!"

For a while, the people in the auction hall couldn't stand it and petrified. Then there was a dry cough that could not stand such a strong stimulus. Everyone turned their heads to look for the bold guy.

Golden Box No. 4. There was originally a somewhat strange atmosphere, but it was precisely because of this voice that it was completely dissolved. Even children know what that voice means. Xin'er ran to the window with curiosity and looked around curiously. Xiu'er and Zhuo Donglai were amazed by everyone else. Also searching for the guy who opened his voice.

"The show is about to begin. Lin Zong smiled secretly. His gaze vaguely focused on the side wall, and although it was separated by a few walls, he could already hear the source of the gloomy voice. "It's a bloody castle, and the news is really not ordinary. I even know the news of the Martial Saint Remnant Diagram well. ”

"What do you think I'm doing! I have a lot of money, why do I just want to slap Elder Huang's ass? What do you do!" everyone finally found their voices. It turned out to be a man standing in the crowd. Ordinary rough faces, ordinary clothes, from the inside to the outside, from head to toe, all interpret two words: ordinary.

Such a guy dares to pull such a throat after eating Hamadong? Or do you want to explain to others that he is not ordinary?

Deacon Huang, who was in a corner room, couldn't help but smile bitterly. I'm dropping my little ancestor. I did exactly what you told me to do. It's better not to have anything happen. Two thousand taels of silver were auctioned back from someone's hand for an ordinary jade block. Not making money is a trivial matter, if people investigate it, our black pot is not ordinarily thick. We didn't expect that there would be some stupid strong man who would intervene in it, stupid, this guy in box No. 1 must be full, and a small jade piece is worth a thousand taels of silver?

The auction hall was instantly cold. Even the old man in the yellow robe didn't expect this to happen. The point is that Deacon Huang never reported the situation to him at all. Imagine auctioning off an ordinary jade pendant, but find a nursery. Just this little thing, Deacon Huang didn't have the face to report it. Who wants to have a stupid strong man get involved. It's too late to report now.

The yellow-robed old man groaned for a moment, weighing the gains and losses. Finally gritted his teeth, ready to send the jade piece to the strong man in the No. 1 box. As for the ordinary man who made trouble, he casually sent some money afterwards. After all, it is unwise to offend a strong person for the sake of a jade piece. But at this time, the gloomy voice sounded again: "Since the old man has made a bid, there is no reason to give up." Three thousand taels!"

There was an uproar. But as soon as the gloomy voice fell, another rough throat remembered in a corner of the auction hall: "Five thousand taels, I have money!"

The crowd was speechless for a while. They suspected that this guy's wife ran away with someone, and she was so angry that she ran over to find someone who committed suicide. In the corner room, Deacon Huang put his hands on his face: Shame!

The yellow-robed old man also frowned, and a look of displeasure flashed. waved his hand at a waiter, asking the waiter to find a way to drive out this man who didn't know how high the sky was. If the strong don't care about you, you will step on the ladder to ascend to heaven?

"Huh. The old man bid seven thousand taels!" The gloomy voice sounded again, and there was no joy or anger to be seen.

"Ten thousand taels!" this time it wasn't the man's call. The 'rich' man had been knocked unconscious by the waiter with a stick and dragged out.

Before everyone could see which brother had another nervous breakdown, the gloomy voice slowly sounded again: "Fifteen thousand taels!" This time there was obviously a hint of anger.

But at the moment, everyone felt a little funny. The 'rich' man who followed the clamor just now has died down and is 'willing to admit defeat'. The strong man in the No. 1 box should show the demeanor of the strong man, and it is right to give up loudly. But now it's still a dead offer, and everyone can hear that it's wrong. If there is no bit of a cat in the middle, no one will believe it.

That's what everyone thought, so did Deacon Huang. The old man in the yellow robe also flashed his eyes, swept past several other boxes and said with a smile: "The friend of No. 1 bid fifteen thousand taels, and there are friends who have not bid!"

In the No. 1 box. The Blood Elder and the Blood Demon Elder were gloomy as water. Sun Geng, who was standing behind, didn't dare to gasp. If something like this happens, everyone will feel crazy.

"Who is following us to make trouble? It must be on purpose! Senior Brother Blood, it has already reached fifteen thousand taels. I'm afraid everyone will be suspicious. The Blood Elder's acne-covered face shook violently, which was already a sign of anger.

The Blood Immortal Elder's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was awe-inspiring: "There is no way to doubt it. Our only advantage is to know what this jade pendant fragment means. I'm going to take it down anyway!

In the auction room, everyone looked at each other for a while. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the transparent jade block. Surprised, inexplicable.

In the corner room, Deacon Huang's heart was relieved for the most part. But I wondered even more. How could the stingy elder know that there was a cat in it? Could it be that pinching his fingers would count? The elder gave a cap of one million, it can't be true, right?

"Twenty thousand taels!" A crisp voice slowly came out of the seventh box.

"Huh. Li also wanted to know what was mysterious on the jade block. It's thirty-five thousand taels!" an old voice came from the second box.

"Forty thousand taels!" a clear voice came from the third box.

"Fifty thousand taels!"

"Fifty-five thousand taels!"

Two hoarse voices came from the fifth and sixth boxes.

In the auction hall, Lin Yuechang's three patriarchs, Liu Yunlong, Ji Changfeng and others swallowed their saliva at the same time. This time, it's a lot of fun. couldn't help but look at the jade piece in the hands of the yellow-robed old man, and at the same time there was an undisguised scorching heat. Even what all the innate powerhouses are competing for, can it still be equated with ordinary jade blocks?

A cold snort suddenly came from the No. 1 box of the golden word. Then a majestic coercion emanated from the box. It quickly spread throughout the auction floor. For a moment, everyone felt a chill in their backs, and the air gradually became suffocating. It was as if the whole sky was dull as if the silence before the heavy rain fell.

The gloomy voice sounded slowly: "Hehe, if you have the guts, follow the offer, the old man will pay 100,000 taels!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a gasp in the auction room. I'm obedient, what the hell is this? 100,000 taels, it's enough to buy the life of Emperor Anguo!

But not long after the voice fell, in the screen window of the No. 4 box of the golden word, a fleshy little hand suddenly stretched out, and tried to grasp the 'big' sign in his hand, and the immature voice of the milk sounded: "My Miss Xin'er bid 300,000 taels!"

Instant coldness. Everyone else was stunned. Why did even the nursing child run out?

Everyone felt like they were in a dream. He Danchen trembled all over, and almost didn't fall to the ground.