v2 Chapter 25： Cross one hand (1/2)
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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!”
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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. ”