C958 (1/2)
Xiao Changsheng ignores the strange eyes of several people in Muyun sword.
The auction is still going on. When every item is taken out, countless people are shocked. Among them, there is even a fake imperial instrument, which is finally sold by an anonymous strongman at a cost of 600 million Lingjing.
Until six hours later, the auction is finally coming to an end.
Standing on the auction table, Murong Xue has a charming posture. Her beautiful eyes are staring at the audience, and her face shows a faint smile. She looks at the numerous auctioneers present.
”I think many people present must have heard some news when they came to our Lingyuan Pavilion auction. That is, our Lingyuan Pavilion is going to take out an imperial instrument for auction this time.”
”But there has been no definite information. Now I can tell you that there is indeed an emperor's artifact at this auction, and it is also an emperor's first-class spirit artifact!”
Murong Xue said softly.
Although her voice was light, it fell in people's ears like thunder on a sunny day. Many people could not help but stand up after hearing Murong Xue's words.
”Here we are at last!”
”It's not only an imperial weapon, but also a top-grade spirit weapon. It's worth participating in this auction. I've come to the Lion King City over a hundred thousand miles. I'm sure I'll get it!”
”Give me an order to win this imperial weapon at any cost!”
“……”
Countless people are extremely excited, and those powerful forces, even more directly issued death orders, at any cost, must also win this imperial weapon!
Although the imperial utensils are not rare in the spiritual realm, many forces want them. Even for those big forces, there are several imperial utensils in the clan.
But what about that?
Which faction would dislike the lack of imperial weapons in its own clan?
An imperial weapon can even change the strength of a sect. What's more, it's still an imperial spirit weapon. No matter what type of the imperial weapon is, it's enough to greatly improve the strength of a sect.
Looking at the excited people, Murong Xue nodded with satisfaction. The appearance of the emperor's utensils was just as she expected. Even before she took them out, it had made the Lingyuan Pavilion boiling again.
”I declare that the final item of this auction is officially on the stage!” A moment later, murongxue raised her hand, motioned for silence and said faintly to the crowd.
As her voice closed, several maids of Lingyuan Pavilion immediately appeared in front of the crowd with a long black box. For a moment, the people present could not help frowning slightly.
”What is this?”
”Isn't it a good imperial instrument? Is this the imperial instrument? ”
”Or is this black box something else?”
“……”
Everyone's eyes fell on the black box raised by the maids, and their brows wrinkled slightly. They didn't understand what the box was.
Murong snow gently waved her hand, a pure and incomparable spirit wrapped around the black box, directly brought the black box to her face, floating in front of her.