Dragon Clan: Write a diary, why is it Shura Field every day?

Chapter 90 Seven Deadly Sins

Even under the huge temptation of 30 million,
This lady was able to refuse so calmly and firmly without leaving any wiggle room for herself.

This did not arouse his disgust, but made him more convinced.
This is the child of destiny he has been looking for. Look! A woman who is not bound by money,
How precious! How rare! Almost on the verge of extinction!
They seem to be emitting charming radiance all over their bodies! In this world full of impurities,
They are like the only truth, goodness and beauty!

I became more and more fascinated by this.

"I really just want to get to know you."

He emphasized again, "Can't we even be friends?"

I don't intend to give up easily. Xia Mi pressed her forehead tiredly.

Wasn’t it agreed that this was a high-end occasion?

How could someone still be so entangled? As she was thinking about how to solve this problem,
A voice came from the side. "You heard it." "She has rejected you."

"As a man, you should be more relaxed after being rejected." "Otherwise, you will become a bootlicker. Don't you agree?"

As soon as Xia Mi heard the voice, she knew who was standing next to her without turning around.

"Senior Brother!" "You're finally back!" Her tone was full of joy.

She turned her head and looked at Ye Yang, and said with some reproach:

"Where did you go? Why did you take so long to come back?"

"We've reached exhibit number six!"

Ye Yang gently touched her hair.
"I'm back, aren't I?" he explained.
"I was just talking to a friend about something. She didn't quite believe me, so I had to show her the evidence."

"What's the result?" Xia Mi asked curiously.

"What else can it be?"

Ye Yang smiled and replied, "I convinced her with facts, and now she believes me."

Watching the two of them chatting carefreely, No. 14 realized what it meant to be a bore. "Please make way."

Ye Yang walked inside. He saw the man who was obviously a nouveau riche still sitting stupidly in his seat.

Somewhat helplessly said:

"Oh...ohhh."

My brother quickly answered,
"Okay okay."

Suffered setbacks in love, but won in the casino.

Brother comforted himself with this thought. At least he did not gain nothing from this trip.

"Brother, I feel...something is not right."

Xia Mi hesitated for a while, and finally expressed her doubts.

"Oh?" Ye Yang asked with a smile.
"What do you think is wrong?"

Xia Mi looked at the number "17" in her hand and said slowly:
"Brother, that exhibit number six,
The value of the Qing Dynasty Qianlong foreign colored icing on the brocade longevity Ruyi gourd bottle should be around 20 to 30 million.

It’s definitely not something that can be achieved with 11 million.

But... I don't know why, everyone suddenly stopped bidding.

I was going to make an offer, but for some reason, a voice in my head told me not to.

Then, I didn’t really make any bids.”

Xia Mi became more and more excited as she spoke, and the confusion in her eyes was gradually replaced by determination:

“This is not right, this is very wrong, this is definitely not my choice.

Why wouldn’t I bid? I can make money at this price, right? "

“But I just didn’t bid until the very end.”

Xia Mi turned her head and looked directly at Ye Yang, "Not only me, no one here bid!"

“That’s the weirdest part!” she stressed.

"That sounds weird."

Ye Yang said jokingly, "Did a frustrated actress hang herself in this opera house?" He joked.
"I suddenly became very interested in the 'Qing Dynasty Qianlong Yangcai Jinshangdian Wanshou Ruyi Gourd Bottle'?"

"So find someone to help take a picture of it, and then hide in the bottle when you have time and find yourself a new home?"

Xia Mi looked at Ye Yang's smiling face and felt a little helpless.

"Brother, I'm talking to you seriously!"

"This is really wrong!" Brother heard their conversation. Before that, he was overwhelmed by the joy of making 20 million.

Thinking back on it now, I do get a chill. Something is wrong! Something is really wrong!

Could it be... really haunted? He suddenly felt that perhaps he shouldn't have taken a picture of that item.

"Then..." the auctioneer continued, "the next item to be auctioned is exhibit number eight.

A fine set of knives! " Although the auction of exhibit number six was unsuccessful, Johnson was not discouraged.

He remained in top form, responsible for guiding the subsequent bidding process.

This may be his last appearance on this stage.
Therefore, he decided to go all out to bring this auction to a perfect end.

Every auctioneer wants his or her closing to be flawless.

"From a craftsmanship perspective, this set of knives is the pinnacle of sword craftsmanship," the auctioneer said.

We invited many famous swordsmiths from around the world to come and appreciate our swords, and they all gave high praise to this set of knives.

“However, unfortunately, we cannot determine its exact age or understand its historical context.

“It seemed to have fallen from the sky and suddenly appeared in this world.

Therefore, we were unable to set an appropriate starting price for it.”

After some discussion, we finally decided to set the starting price at $100. "The minimum amount for each bid is $10."

As Johnson spoke, two assistants walked onto the stage from stage right carrying a box covered with black cloth.

It was placed in the center. Unlike all previous exhibits, this time the black cloth box concealed the items inside, making it impossible to see their true appearance.

Johnson's move makes this already underpriced set of knives even more confusing.

The audience stretched their necks, eager to see the real appearance of this set of knives. Seeing that the audience was really attracted by such suspense,

Johnson had a smug smile on his face. Being able to stir up the audience's emotions on this stage,

It was a very fulfilling thing for him. Under the gaze of everyone, Johnson slowly unveiled the black cloth covering the box.

"Please enjoy——"

"An outstanding piece of sword art!" As the black cloth was slowly lifted, the true appearance of the alchemical sword underneath was revealed.

Under the illumination of the large crystal lamp, the alchemical sword shone with a dark glow.

This scene was enough to touch the hearts of many people. Regardless of the substance of this alchemical sword, its appearance alone was already very attractive.

The sword shadows and knife flashes in novels and movies are no more than this.

"This set of alchemical swords..."

Xia Mi stared at the stage with dull eyes. "It looks really sharp."

She whispered to herself. Sharp?! This set of alchemical swords, called "Seven Deadly Sins", was forged by Norton, the Lord of Bronze and Fire.

Its purpose is to assassinate other monarchs. If it is not sharp, can it still be called an alchemical sword? The pinnacle of alchemical technology,

It's well-deserved. There may be no swords sharper than this set in the world.

"Sharp." "Of course it's sharp." Ye Yang replied softly, "It can cut everything."

Xia Mi was silent for a long time and didn't say anything else. She just felt an inexplicable melancholy.

"Can even the Dragon King be cut open?" she asked.

"Even the Dragon King can do it." Ye Yang replied, "Isn't this the reason why this set of knives was forged?
Xia Mi stopped talking. She understood why the academy had to get the auction item No. 8 no matter what.

(End of this chapter)