Chapter 37

"My name is Xia Xia. I'm honored to host this auction." The woman said simply, after getting enough response from the men, she said again:

"then the auction will start now, and now we will take out the first auction of this scene."

The red cloth is opened, and there is a large piece of sanguine ginseng on the tray. It's a good thing for people who can't afford pills, but Hua rugo is not interested in it.

"This Centennial blood ginseng starts at two thousand gold coins. Each time, the price increase shall not be less than fifty gold coins. If you want, please show your cards." The girl's delicate way.

The men with blood boiling shouted higher and higher, as if the auction was not for ginseng, but for beauty.

Subsequently, many items were auctioned in the same way.

There are Tiancai and Dibao, martial arts weapons and low-level pills. The scene has been very hot.

But Hua rugo has observed that the big people in the front row didn't do much. I think they were all waiting for her to wash the marrow.

Grab it, grab it, the crazier you are, the happier I am.

Hua is like a song and stomach Fei.

"The following one is a weapon called the wind sword. The hilt and the sword body are integrated. It is forged with refined iron. The most difficult thing is that there is array support on it, which greatly increases the speed of the output of spiritual power."

Xia Xia introduced the efforts, but the following people are not particularly interested in people.

Because today's play is to wash marrow pill, most of the people who come here are aristocrats. With their financial resources, they don't lack such a sword which is not so special.

"The starting price is one thousand gold coins. Each time, the price increase shall not be less than fifty gold coins. The auction starts."

As soon as Xia Xia's voice fell, Hua Yuege raised his hand and said loudly, "a thousand gold coins."

"One thousand and fifty."

"One thousand one."

"Twelve."

As the crowd roared up, the price went all the way up to fifteen.

Hua Ruge shouted at this time, "I will give you two thousand gold coins."

The sound around was finally small. Many saw Hua Ruge give up in a big way. The more reason was that the sword was barely worth two thousand gold coins. It would not be worth lifting it again.

"No one's asking for a price, it's mine." Hua Ruge's face has already showed a satisfied smile.

"Two thousand five hundred gold coins, I'll take them." The cold voice came from Fang Lanxin in the front row.

She did not look back, but Hua rugo could feel her strong hostility.

"Three thousand, I will get it." Hua Ruge refuses to admit defeat.

"Four thousand." Fang Lanxin did not want to increase the price.

Fang Wenxuan looked at her sister in bewilderment, and said that she had come to take a photo at the end of the line. How could she suddenly buy a humble sword.

"Five thousand." Hua ran song.

Fang Lanxin smiled, "six thousand."

Of course, she doesn't really want to buy it, but since Hua Ruge is in need, she can't let her get it too easily.

To put it bluntly, she is singing in the pit.

Hua Yuege smiled and said, "eight thousand, I have money."

"Ten thousand." Fang Lanxin sees that Hua Ruge has a strong sense of confidence, and the sound of his exit is perfect.

"Fifteen thousand." Hua Ruge is still sitting there quietly, his voice is a little cold and ironic, as if the rich are laughing at the poor.

A little Zheng Zheng, Fang Lanxin said: "twenty thousand."

Hua Ruge seemed to be frightened by the price. After a while, he got up and shouted, "your family is very deceiving."

"This is an auction. What's wrong with fair competition?" Fang Lanxin's smile is shallow.

Hua Ruge's face turned red. After thinking for a long time, he didn't have a word to refute. He just threw his sleeve angrily and said, "don't think you don't have money!"

"I don't care, but if you don't raise the price, it's mine." Fang Lanxin looked at Hua Ruge, easily enraged, and despised her.

The villain is never on the table.

"If you want that, I'll give it to you." Hua Ruge suddenly sat down slowly, and his voice had some pleasant taste.

Fang Lanxin's smile is frozen in the corner of her mouth. In her opinion, Hua Ruge is a man who does not understand tolerance, impulsive and irritable. It is absolutely impossible to give up easily.

What's more, she was full of momentum before. Why did she suddenly change?

"20000 gold coins once, twice, three times, deal!"

Xia Xia smiles and knocks at the hammer. How could she not have thought that the value of the sword would be ten times.

Fang Lanxin's face is completely overcast. An idea lingers in her mind. She may have been fooled.

"Sister, what can I do?" Fang Wenxuan asked anxiously.

Today when they came out, they brought 80000 gold coins. They didn't come for this windy sword. Now they spend 20000 on it, and only 60000 are left in their hands. Is that enough?

"Don't you have to get it?" Fang Lanxin turned to look at the two rows of Hua Ruge behind her, and her eyes were full of killing intention.

This is the first time since the fight that she is looking at Hua Ruge.

Hua Ruge likes the feeling of looking down on her head. She floats and says, "I've thought about it now. I'm a soul master. Why do I need a sword?"

Quiet!

The atmosphere was suddenly eerie and quiet.

They seem to have neglected a problem before, that is, Hua Ruge is a soul master, and will not buy swords for soldiers.

Then she always took out a set of will in the shape of the only purpose.

Soon these people thought of it, and the whole hall was filled with air-conditioning.

How brave is this kid to play with Fang Lanxin as a monkey?

Fang Lanxin can't think of any reason until now. It turned out that at the moment when Hua Yuege at the door said the sharp wind sword, she was already in the game and was played by Hua Yuege.

Damn it.

"Boy, I won't let you go."

Fang Lanxin's face is dark green and green green. She looks at her fiercely and turns her head after leaving a word.

Not killing Hua is like singing, not enough to calm her heart.

"It's unreasonable not to give it to you." Hua Yuege has no choice.

Her eyes were full of sympathy.

"I said brother, are you crazy? Even Fang Lanxin dare to play?" Lively Mao Jun is the first way to express his views.

"It's a bit of a brain. It's funny." Hua Ruge leaned against the chair, watching Fang Lanxin send someone to hand over the swift wind sword, the turbid air in his heart suddenly came out half.

Dare to use my bad heart on my mother's head, you deserve your misfortune!

Everyone around looked at her with a dead eye.

That's Fang's house! That's Fang Lanxin! She dared to offend so blatantly that she thought her life was too long.

Hua Ruge is unconscious, squinting her eyes and waiting for what she really wants to wait for, and she believes that Fang Lanxin is also from that thing in nine out of ten.

It's just the beginning of the contest. It's too early to say the winner.

On the third floor, in a light room shrouded by a border, the childe without trace looks at Hua Ruge with a light smile.

At first sight, her frankness and cunning are wonderful enough.

Goodbye, her bold and fearless, and let him stand out.

Woman, how many of you I don't know?