Shuai Yongnian and the old man surnamed Linghu judged that the No. 8 VIP cabin was a bargain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But none of them expected that the price of No. 8 was lower than No. 108 in row 338 of Hall A.

Therefore, the bid price of the eighth is always in second place on the forbidden data screen, in other words, the eighth played a game.

At the third time he made an offer on the black market, he quoted a lower useless price.

This time was pinched very accurately, and at the moment Shuai Yongnian found out, he exclaimed-

"Hurry up and let us arrange a secret bid, hurry up and ......"

As soon as this sentence came out, Mingyu, who was in charge of the auction, had already made a bid for the third time-

"Three tens of billions of top-grade divine crystals, thirty top-grade divine spirit veins, and a bottle of tonifying divine dao pills, the third time. ”

"Congratulations to the Daoist friend No. 108 in the 338th row of the ground floor hall A for successfully taking a picture of six drops of the milk of the Styx......"

Zhao Xiang made a time difference, besides, the black market auction house had never seen anyone play this.

The combination of the two has invisibly made the black market auction house suffer a dark loss.

This loss is not ordinarily large.

Who is sitting at No. 108 in row 338 of Hall A on the ground floor?

I didn't know, but I didn't even know anything about Hua Xianren, and as for Zhao Huan, he didn't want to know at all.

For the boss Zhao Xiang to do things, Zhao Huan is very relieved.

In fact, Zhao Xiang made arrangements before entering the black market auction hall.

Sitting at the bottom was Ye Feng, who was wearing a superb human skin mask, and next to Ye Feng's seat was his Taoist companion Hu Mei.

As for Qian Zhongkai, the master of the Scattered Cultivation Sect, Zhao Xiang instructed Ye Feng to let him stay in the VIP wooden house and stand by.

No. 120, the second floor of the ordinary VIP cabin, there are other people.

This person is the powerhouse of the late stage of the Supreme Zun Realm that Zhao Xiang gave him a second life.

Seeing that Ye Feng had taken the six drops of the Styx Milk for himself so simply and quickly, Zhao Xiang smiled without a trace.

And Shuai Yongnian, the current big boss of the black market auction house, looked at the old man surnamed Linghu with a decadent face, and sat down indignantly.

He knew that he had been tricked, but in fact, it was not only him, wasn't the old man Linghu also like this?

If you want to say that you are angry and angry, I am afraid that the old man fox will be even worse than him.

After all, it was Linghu who reminded him that Shuai Yongnian was the red light in front of the No. 8 VIP cabin.

If it weren't for that, he Shuai Yongnian might have passed on the order a long time ago, and the secret hand of the arrangement would definitely call a higher price.

In this way, how could the six drops of the Styx Milk be easily obtained by No. 108 in the 338th row of the lower floor of Hall A?

He and the old man Linghu wanted to take advantage of the black market auction house, and calculated that No. 8 even fished out Zhao Xiang.

However, they did not expect that the Eighth was also calculating the black market auction.

Shuai Yongnian and the old man surnamed Linghu glanced at each other, and exchanged thoughts.

In an instant, they all made their judgments.

No. 108 in Row 338 of Hall A on the ground floor must have something to do with VIP Cabin No. 8.

Otherwise, how could there be such a tacit agreement? They decided to remove the arrangement of red light indicating bidding after the auction was over.

The old man Linghu, who was sitting opposite Shuai Yongnian, suddenly flashed murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly-

"There are still people who dare to calculate my black market auction house, which is simply looking for death. ”

glanced at Shuai Yongnian, who frowned, and said-

"As long as Eight wants to get the milk of Styx, he's going to spit it out. ”

"Hmph, the Milk of the River Styx, the treasure of my black market auction house, is not so easy to get by trickery. ”

Hearing this, Shuai Yongnian nodded.

Understanding what the old man Linghu meant, Shuai Yongnian immediately sent out several messages.

He ordered the master to keep an eye on No. 108 in the 338th row of the ground floor hall A.

Since the old man surnamed Linghu has spoken, no matter what, he will definitely not let the Milk of Styx have such an accident.

What's more, just now, in the depths of his soul, he directly heard a very stern voice.

That voice was transmitted to him by the first big boss of the black market auction house.

"Why did you lose the Styx Milk like this?"

"Keep an eye on me and don't make any more mistakes!"

Shocked in his heart, Shuai Yongnian hurriedly made the most careful arrangements.

Seeing that the Milk of the River Styx was successfully photographed by Ye Feng, Zhao Xiang thought about it for a while, thinking about how to transfer it to his own hands.

These six drops of the milk of the River Styx are of great use to Zhao Xiang right now.

First of all, although he succeeded in imprisoning the Demon Flame Flower, he still felt that there was some trouble involved.

And this kind of trouble, Zhao Xiang can vaguely perceive, and it seems that it will have a huge hidden trouble for him Zhao Xiang.

Once the timing and occasion are right, this hidden danger will definitely erupt.

And the consequences of the outbreak are terrible, and it is not something that he, Zhao Xiang, can bear at all.

The Milk of the River Styx is the most effective means to curb or even crack this hidden danger, which is the result of Zhao Xiang's calculation.

He had to hurry up and get the Milk of the Styx from Ye Feng, and then use the Milk of the Styx to solve the hidden danger.

The key question now is how to get the Milk of the Styx under the strict surveillance of the Black Market Auction House.

Zhao Xiang judged that the top management of the black market auction house must have been instructed by Wen Kai.

It would be an absolute shame for them that the Milk of Styx was sold at such a low auction price.

Therefore, Zhao Xiang also figured out how to be angry with the first big boss Wen Kai and the current big boss Shuai Yongnian.

In their rage, they were definitely more ruthless in monitoring No. 8, No. 10, and No. 108 in the 338th row of Hall A.

Even No. 120, the second floor of the ordinary VIP cabin, will inevitably strengthen surveillance.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Xiang sent out a few divine thoughts.

So, within a certain period of time, some strong people in the VIP cabins and ordinary seats in the black market auction hall got up.

This is also a very normal phenomenon, after all, the auction time is a week in a row, and some people feel bored.

For the sake of this part of the strong, the black market auction hall has opened up a place for rest, play and trading.

There is no charge for pure rest and relaxation, but there is a fee for trading and playing.

This is also a big move for black market auctions to generate income, and it is very profitable.

Zhao Huan walked out of the No. 8 VIP cabin, and Che Qihong, Ye Feng, Qian Zhongkai, Hu Mei and others also left their seats.

Unobtrusively, they entered the black market auction hall specially opened entertainment and rest places.

Ye Feng entered this place with layers of jade boxes that were forbidden to wrap and store the milk of the Styx.

Almost at the same time, on the top floor of the forbidden auction hall, Shuai Yongnian's eyes lit up.

The corners of the old man's mouth were also slightly upturned.

As for Wen Kai on the bottom seat, he also put his thoughts on Wen Kai at the same time.

Because, in order to prevent accidents, the black market auction house has already placed a hidden mark on the jade box.

Even if there are hundreds of layers of prohibitions, don't try to isolate this mark from emitting a faint aura that is almost nothing.

And it is this faint breath that will be sensed by Shuai Yongnian, Wen Kai, and Old Man Linghu at the same time.

The three people who sensed the aura invariably sneered on their faces.