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Naturally, some people in the audience recognized Yan Gang, after all, he was a famous grandmaster-level figure in the Sword Sect. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe bid is so high at the moment, which attracts everyone's attention. At this moment, the audience was even quieter, I don't know if it was to give Yan Gang face, or if the price of one unit rose by 1,000 to scare everyone.

Perhaps when others thought that no one dared to raise the price again, a voice suddenly shouted in front: "Five thousand!"

"Wow!"

Immediately, the audience boiled.

The price of shouting actually skyrocketed by as much as two thousand, and everyone looked at the front row, only to see a young man, who was silent at the moment, and shouted out the price very calmly, and some people couldn't help but start to doubt.

After all, this person is very unfamiliar to everyone, and some people think that they are here to make trouble. There were also some people who began to sympathize with this young man, after all, the person who raised the price was Yan Gang of the Sword Sect, and he was a well-known master among the cultivators.

However, how can the VIP who can sit in the first row be a general?

Since the first row has not looked back, all the people in the back row do not know its appearance, after all, this is the Treasure Pavilion, and the people in the front row are all VIPs, even if they dare not use their divine sense to investigate.

"I'll give out six thousand!" Yan Gang was obviously a little surprised, there were still people raising the bar with him, and he couldn't help but add another thousand spirit stones.

And the shopkeeper of the treasure pavilion is obviously very happy, there is such an atmosphere is what he wants to see, after all, the higher the price, the higher the profit, of course, he will not worry about someone making trouble, the treasure pavilion is an iron backer. And the person who raised the price in the first row also knew it, that was Zhang Xiaofeng, how many spirit stones he had in his hand, would he not know?

Ling'er was also the first cultivator to pay attention to the price, but what she didn't expect was that Zhang Xiaofeng, who had always seemed to be careless, suddenly raised the price, and at this moment, he looked at Zhang Xiaofeng beside him in a little shock.

"Ten thousand!" Zhang Xiaofeng said again with a double elevation.

The audience was even more boiling, sighing that the guy in the first row was so rich. A medium-grade spirit weapon, and it seems to be a woman's thing, is it worth spending 10,000 spirit stones to buy?

Ling'er was trembling a little at the moment, and her hands unconsciously grabbed Zhang Xiaofeng's clothes. For a pair of earrings, the price was raised to an unbelievable level.

Zhang Xiaofeng looked at Ling'er with a smile and did not speak.

"Ten thousand!" Yan Gang was obviously a little angry, and unconsciously added another three thousand, this is already his limit, if nothing else, just raise the bar with the man in front of him, and he can't get by with face.

"Twenty-five thousand!" Zhang Xiaofeng shouted out again at a high price that shocked the audience, and at this moment, the audience suddenly burst into frog sounds.

"Cowman!"

"Oh my God!

"Is that person in the water in his brain, buy an earring and get out 25,000 spirit stones, is he crazy?"

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Twenty-five thousand is obviously already a sky-high price, Yan Gang suddenly had an extremely strong atmosphere, and he just wanted to be angry. And the Treasure Pavilion obviously had a master in charge, and it was immediately suppressed.

Yan Gang glanced around, then patted his sleeve, and the atmosphere teleported out of the Treasure Pavilion Hall.

"Hmph!" someone in the corner of the hall suddenly let out a disdainful sigh. The people around must not know who it is, but they all know with a clear eye that it must be a master of the Treasure Pavilion.

And what everyone guessed was also extremely correct, at this moment at the very edge of the hall, a person who looked like an old man sleeping with a wine jug was the master who was now sitting in the Treasure Pavilion, a tribulation of immortals.

The shopkeeper did not have any doubts, but finalized the price. With a normal face, he seems to have long been accustomed to such incidents, after all, how can he rarely encounter such things in business all year round. Then he said, "Congratulations to this young man, you won this pair of earrings with 25,000 spirit stones. ”