Chapter 508 (1/2)
”We can save him once, but we can't save him a second time. Only with strong strength can we have the capital that people fear.” Jiang Hao looked at Ali and said in a deep voice: ”after he is rescued, take him to the wilderness and swamp.”
When Ali heard Jiang Hao's last words, a smile appeared on his face.
She knew that Jiang Hao would not refuse her.
After a while, the people below were full, and at this time, Milan, wearing a set of cheongsam, walked slowly up.
Under everyone's eyes, Milan swayed her graceful body and stood on the auction ground. Then she stretched out her red tongue like a snake letter, looked at the monks below and said, ”I am Milan, the auctioneer of Qixuan Pavilion, and now I announce that the auction of Qixuan Pavilion will begin now!”
Suddenly, many of the monks below stood up and cheered for Milan.
Milan's twinkle and smile today make all human beings have a trace of the most primitive desire, not to mention the beautiful face, that pair of long snow-white legs, in this cheongsam fork in the thigh root, let people. Animal blood boiling.
”The next thing we auction is the first item.” Milan looked at the monks below and said with a smile: ”the first thing is a medicinal herb.”
With that, Milan clapped her hands gently. A maid came up with a brocade box. Milan took the box, opened it slowly, and said slowly, ”this is a thousand year old spirit grass. The starting price is 10000 pieces of spirit stone. Each time the price can't be lower than 1000 pieces of spirit stone. Now the auction begins!”
”Fifteen thousand!”
”Sixteen thousand!”
”Eighteen thousand!”
”20000!”
”Fifty thousand inferior spirit stone!”
At this time, a very calm voice came out of the VIP box. Then, after the call came out, the owner of the voice said, ”since it is the first item, I can't let Miss Milan lose momentum. 50000 inferior spirit stone is also a start for Miss Milan's auction.”
The friars below all looked at Ouyang Zimo's box in anger. A thousand year old ethereal grass was worth 30000 lower spirit stones. But now Ouyang Zimo directly asked for 50000 lower spirit stones, which made them very angry.
”Ten thousand!” At this time, Jiang Hao slowly bid.
However, when he asked the price, everyone was stunned, and then made a lot of laughter.
Even Milan couldn't help but be a little stunned, but she was very clear who was calling the price, because the voice came from the box she arranged.
”Sir, I've given fifty thousand inferior spirit stones. Have you been kicked by a donkey Ouyang Zimo couldn't help sneering.
”I'm talking about ten thousand spirit stones!” Jiang Hao said calmly.