The wonderful life of a supernatural master

Chapter 7023
Xuan Yunxing knew that this thing was useful to Tang Yu, and these people didn't mean to ridicule him, they just thought it was unnecessary for him to waste the magic crystal.

Although to anyone present, a piece of evil magic crystal is nothing at all, but that's what it means to not give you a piece!

Xuan Yunxing just smiled, he knew very well that this thing was so useful to Tang Yu, let alone a demon crystal, even [-], he would buy it and give it to Tang Yu.

Things that don't know the goods.

Xuan Yunxing muttered something secretly in his heart, and then said with a smile this time: "I don't think Elder Jia is too pitiful, so that his record of not failing the auction will be shattered?"

Jia Wenguang was originally very happy because of Xuan Yunxing's bid, but he was overjoyed in his heart. The record was not broken because of this, but when Xuan Yunxing said this, he suddenly had the urge to vomit blood out of anger. Somehow, Xuan Yunxing deliberately tricked him.

This made him extremely resentful, thinking that before the auction started, he would use his own rights to help Xuan Yunxing resist the next lot that could have been sent to the auction and avoid him spending more money, Jia Wenguang originally held back a mouthful of blood, Finally couldn't help it, with a "puchi" sound, it spewed out wildly.

"Elder Jia, what's wrong with you?"

"Elder Jia, you can't be busy! This auction is not over yet. If you have something to do, how can this auction continue!"

"Elder Jia, your body is too weak! Is it because the little wife at home has been raised too much and has been sucked dry?"

"If you ask me, Elder Jia must have been captured by the people from the Jingjing Mansion, and then escaped from the hands of those people from the Jingjing Mansion with his strong strength."

"Poor Elder Jia, why can't this work? Sigh! Could it be that this auction is doomed for Elder Jia's record, so it can't be kept?"

No matter whether it was in the audience or in the private room, most of the people were taken aback when they saw Jia Wenguang spitting out a mouthful of old blood. They seemed to be very concerned and shouted.

It can be seen that although Jia Wenguang has the name of an extraordinary auctioneer, his character is really not very good for everyone, and he is not liked by everyone.

"I'm fine!"

Jia Wenguang was ridiculed by everyone, and his face was extremely gloomy, but as everyone said, the auction is not over yet, so he can't really fall down.

"This guy is too fragile! Fortunately, he didn't live in the age of the earth, otherwise there are so many trolls, no matter how powerful he is, I'm afraid he will be pissed off." Sitting in the box, Tang Yu couldn't help complaining.

"You are not afraid. With Jia Wenguang's strength, when you meet those trolls, you will destroy them directly, and destroy the earth by the way?" Ji Zang glanced at Tang Yu and said casually.

"Hi~"

Tang Yu took a breath, froze for a while, nodded solemnly, and said, "What you said is too reasonable. No wonder there are not many strong people in a world like the earth that focuses on the development of technology. It was because there were too many trolls, which angered those powerful people, and then led to the destruction of the whole world! It seems that when I return to Earth in the future, I'd better provoke those trolls less!"

Tang Yu's words made Ji Zang speechless for a moment.

Except for Tang Yu and Ji Zang, others naturally don't know what is going on with the earth in Tang Yu's mouth. They only think that they are talking about a low-level world. After all, only in the low-level world can the strong appear. Let the whole world be destroyed.

"But the truth is, this Jia Wenguang is indeed a little too fragile, and his character needs to be cultivated!" Bai Fenghua waited until Tang Yu and Ji Zang finished talking, and couldn't help but interject.

"I really don't know how such a person has cultivated to the seventh or eighth level of the Central God. It may be too smooth, and he has never encountered a demon, otherwise he would have fallen down a long time ago!" Xuan Yunxing was also sure. Nodding his head, he said.

Fortunately, Jia Wenguang didn't hear what everyone in the box said, otherwise he wouldn't just vomit blood.

Jia Wenguang just vomited blood, and the situation was not serious. As if he didn't hear the words of the people below, he wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled again, looked at the box where Xuan Yunxing was, and said : "Thank you Master Xuan for your bid. I wonder if anyone else is interested in this most holy yuan ginseng marrow? If so, then continue to bid? If not, such a good thing belongs to our Master Xuan !"

Let’s not talk about whether the most holy yuan ginseng marrow is precious or not. Just because there has been no bid for so long, Xuan Yunxing, the majestic city guard of Weiyu City, helped Jia Wenguang out of face and made a price once. People will definitely not bid again.

Moreover, this most holy yuan ginseng marrow is really a very cheating thing, and no one really wants it. Coupled with the effect of Tang Yu's flute sound just now, even if Jia Wenguang shouted for a long time, no one answered.

"Elder Jia, don't waste time, hurry up and declare that the thing belongs to Master Xuan! Continue to the next auction!"

"Yeah! This has been wasted for so long, two hundred lots, how long do you want to spend? My wife is still at home waiting for me to go back and have a baby!"

"Old Zhang, how old are you, and you have a child? You're going to be strong!"

"That's not right! Old Zhang, your son was born last month, so why? Is your wife a Hunyuan demon pig?
I have to say that even this group of great gods who have not experienced the influence of the current Internet world are still good at crooked buildings, and they can crook the building in a few words, and that old Zhang is even more angry than Jia Wenguang when he vomited blood just now. The face is ordinary and extremely gloomy.

He just made up an excuse casually, but he didn't expect that so many people would catch him and start teasing him.

If he didn't really want to continue to delay the auction, he would let those who teased him know how violent his temper is.

Jia Wenguang was so angry that he couldn't speak. He could only immediately announce that the most holy yuan ginseng marrow belonged to Xuan Yunxing, and then started the auction of the next lot.

The next lot was not what Tang Yu needed. Tang Yu didn't pay much attention to the past dozen lots.

It may be the effect of the flute sound just now, which made Jia Wenguang a little guilty, so before the appearance of these lots, the flute sound did not appear again, but fortunately, these lots are liked by some people, although the price is not higher than the beginning. They were all auctioned off.

After more than a dozen lots passed, Jia Wenguang changed his mind again. When a new lot appeared, the flute sounded again.

"groove!"

In the box, an angry curse subconsciously appeared.

Tang Yu looked at Jia Wenguang who was standing on the stage with a displeased expression, and angrily said: "Is this guy intentional? He doesn't play the flute for things I don't like. He wants to play for things I like. Play the flute, right?"

The other people in the box also looked at each other speechlessly, and looked at Jia Wenguang on the auction stage at the same time. They always felt that this guy was a bit pitiful, but they didn't expect to wait for a long time before finally playing Han's inductive song again. Diyin, it turned out that it hit Tang Yu's muzzle again.

Seeing Tang Yu take out the flute again, put it on his mouth, and the familiar sound of the flute sounded, a thought appeared in everyone's mind: I am afraid that the appearance of the flute sound this time will completely dispel Jia Wenguang. Play the flute idea!
"Drip~"

Tang Yu's skill in playing the flute is too clever. Although it sounded last, there was no mistake, and it was completely integrated into the flute sound that sounded at the beginning, making people fall into the charm of Tang Yu's flute sound unconsciously. among.

(End of this chapter)