v2 Chapter 25： Cross one hand

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The old man gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Five thousand and one hundred inferior spirit stones!"

"Six thousand yuan!" Mo Sanshao was sitting in the box, holding an exposed female repairman in her arms, and sneered at the corner of her mouth. Feeling the admiration glorified by the wonderful person in her arms, she felt proud for a while.

The old man's eyes fell on the box with a resentful look, and Lengheng turned over and sat down, but did not continue to quote.

"I don't know which other Taoist friends are interested in this thing. Otherwise, it will be owned by the VIPs in the box on the second floor." He had no hope in his heart that he would continue to raise prices.

But at this moment, in the other box on the second floor, there was an outcry from an old man.

"Seven thousand spirits."

Mo Sanshao's face sank, and he slowly pulled his hand from the thigh of the paralyzed female repairing thigh, took out a white silk to wipe the mucus of his fingers, and his eyes were swept away from the box like an eagle.

"Eight thousand!"

Thin lips opened slightly and spit out an icy quote.

"Nine thousand dollars!"

In the other box, the old man's voice was stiff and expressionless, and he shouted immediately.

Mo Sanshao's face was iron-blue, and he stretched out his hands and rubbed it vigorously on the plump and majestic of Xiu Xiu. The Xiu Xiu was painful, but he bit his lips tightly and did not dare to make any sound.

"Ten thousand yuan!" At this price, Mo Sanshao's voice was already extremely cold, and the cold killing spree appeared without any concealment.

In the box, Xiao Chen's mouth slightly tilted, and he waved his hand to signal that Hu San didn't need to continue to increase the price.

Hu San's body was weak, and he almost did not slump directly to the ground. Thinking of his exit just now, there were thousands of inferior stones, and his head was still dizzy.

After the delivery of the spirit stone, Mo Sanshao looked gloomy and put the pangolin Neidan into the storage bag. He dropped dozens of inferior spirit stones and knocked the woman away. He looked at the box where Xiao Chen was located. What.

"The fourth auction item, the highest grade in the rank, is named Chunyang Flame Sword, using Tianyang spar as the sword embryo, joining the Jinwu fire array, can automatically condense the real fire of the sun, the fire monk Shi unfolds, the power Domineering! "The pangolin Nei Dan shot the price of 10,000 spirit stones, so that the old Sun smiled, and hit the iron while hot and took out the next item.

"The starting price of the Need for Spiritual Pure Sun Fiery Sword is 8,000, and you friends please bid!"

. . . . .

The auction will proceed in an orderly manner, and each piece of auction will be taken to the stage. After being robbed by many monks, most of them have sold at higher prices. However, Xiao Chen frowned slightly. Although many rare items appeared at the auction, he did not have what he needed.

"Dear friends, the auction of ancient pictures is about to begin below." When the old man talked, he took out a broken ancient picture from the tray, and the light in his hand shone fiercely. It is intact, "The old man thinks that he can see far away from ordinary people, but he can't see through the ancient picture, and the material can't be damaged under the infusion of mana. Generally, there are no traces of the spiritual artifacts on it. The shredded monk of this ancient picture is definitely unpredictable! "

"Although the ancient map has an unknown origin and its efficacy is unknown, it may be a useless thing, or it may hide a shocking secret. Therefore, the owner of this map was commissioned to auction the map and set a low price of 10,000 yuan. If it is a Taoist feeling If you are interested, you can start bidding. "

Ten thousand top-grade spirits are also a great asset to most people in the auction today. Although this ancient picture is extremely extraordinary, it may be possible to hide a shocking secret, but after all, it is a residual picture, and it has no use in its hands. And if you think about the disadvantages, this picture is simply useless, then the consequences would not be worse!

So after Sun Lao's voice fell, there was a strange moment of silence in the auction house.

After half a ring, until the old Sun's face showed a bit of helplessness, when he was about to announce this picture, in the east-most box on the third floor, the old man who spoke earlier said hoarsely, Some strange things, since no one bids, I will give 10,000 down to the old man. "

"And slow."

In the box on the third floor, a husky voice came out of it. "This old picture still has some interest. What if Jinpeng Taoyou let me?"

"Hum!" After a pause, Jin Peng snorted, and said coldly: "Since the ghost-women and friends are also interested in this thing, you and I have to rely on our own capabilities."

"Twenty thousand decisive spirits!"

"Twenty-five thousand!"

"Thirty thousand!"

. . . . .

Both sides of the VIP room on the third floor suddenly made a strong shot, and the many repairs naturally reacted to this residual image, which is probably not easy, otherwise two Jindan bosses would not fight for it. But at the moment, although he secretly regrets it, no one dares to intervene. After all, no matter which Jinpeng or ghost is a cruel and extremely difficult character!

In the box, Xiao Chen suddenly got up, his eyes slumped on the remnant drawing, his breath calmed down after a while, and he sat back, and Chenzhou showed his contemplation.

"Both of these bidders are monks of Jindan. If I intervene, I will most likely cause their dissatisfaction. At the time of the auction, I am afraid there will be no small trouble. But this picture is in front of me. I do n’t take it into my arms this time, I have a strong hunch, I ’m afraid it will never be due to the secret hidden behind this picture! "

"If I do n’t do it today, I will definitely leave a shadow in my heart. If I become a heart knot, it will be extremely detrimental to future practice! It ’s nothing but two monks of Jin Dan. The young man had killed the Mingxiao old man without such a practice before. Ghost, can't it be scared by these two people today! "

Xiao Chen thought of it, and his thoughts were immediately communicated. A pair of dark eyes flickered coldly, and Shen said, "Hu San, help me bid."

. . . . .

The monk Jin Dan is rich. This is a well-known thing, but at this moment, the battle between Jin Peng and the ghost woman still made a lot of monks who practiced gas and built a realm look pale and had difficulty breathing.

"Sixty-three good-quality spirits! Ghost Daoyou, the old man with the old map is in Bi De, please Daoyou to retreat, is it okay for the old man to owe you a favor?" Jin Peng's voice was low, slowly in the auction hall. Slowly echoed.

"Jinpeng Daoyou, the old man is also very interested. What if Daoyou gave it to me?" The ghost woman snorted coldly, without any intention of giving up. Although the distance was too long to feel true, the breath on the ancient picture shocked her heart, and it was certain that the object was extraordinary!

The two were tit-for-tat and refused to retreat. The price of this ancient map was getting higher and higher, and the tone of the two was getting more and more cold.

"Hundreds of thousands of spirits!"

At this moment, a private box somewhere on the second floor suddenly heard an offer from an old man. After a brief silence, everyone's eyes fell on the box, all of them looked weird.

ps: The red ticket is over a thousand, and my heart is a little excited, but please forgive me for this chapter. Fengyun is working hard to save the draft next week, it will burst, hehe