Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"What are you going to do?"

Han Guangzhi was blushed by the thirteenth from the left. The thirteenth from the left was disobedient and still had to bid, which was not in compliance with the rules.

"You don't have a fairy stone!"

"What happened then?"

"I want to bid! He can cheat me. Every time he bids, I am more than a thousand immortal stones."

"Have fun?"

The one smiling on the left thirteen was called a sinister, Du Xian'er next to him was comprehending "Eighteen Hammers". Du Xian'er was completely immersed in it, and didn't know what left thirteenth had to do.

"Not in compliance!"

"Rules are used to break, how many immortals did I spend?"

"It's not good!"

Han Guangzhi shook his head again. As a result, the thirteenth from the left opened the window directly and was almost about to bid for the export.

"I'll report it to you!"

Han Guangzhi couldn't afford to lose this person. He was about to make the thirteenth from the left shout the price. How could he be mixed in Wanbao Pavilion in the future.

"411,000 Thousand Immortal Stones!"

Han Guangzhi closed his eyes and quoted the price. The price had just come out, and there were psychic fluctuations in the several private rooms around.

These were from the Three-eyed Profound Clan, and they didn't expect that someone would actually add a thousand immortal stones to bid.

"It's shameful!"

Han Guangzhi is not only embarrassed, but mainly feels that doing so has broken Wanbaoge's rules.

"Calm down!"

Zuo Thirteen sat down and looked at Du Xian'er's enlightenment, his eyes brightened.

"Brother Zuo, just once!"

"OK?"

Han Guangzhi lowered his voice and said, among the thirteen left fingers, a tile rose. Where the little fingers are, the nails are slowly getting longer, and the sharp zombie claws have begun to carve blue patterns on the Sansheng Huangquan Stone.

"Follow me!"

The tiles are getting smaller and smaller, and Sansheng Huangquanshi gradually turns into pebbles.

At this time, Ziyu in the next room also saw the quotation, and smiled disdainfully and said: "It's really shameful, I have to add a thousand, is it useful?"

Ziyu brought nearly half a million immortal stones this time.

"430,000!"

Ziyu bid again, and Han Guangyu smiled more brilliantly. The wealth of this business could make Han Guangyu formally promoted to the Four-Eyed Profound Clan.

"Look at who else?"

Ziyu is bound to win the Tianjing Baotie, and now some people have already given up on the bidding for Baotie. It is almost impossible for casual repairers to bid. They would rather buy finished immortal artifacts than Bao iron.

Except for a few elders, no one competed with Ziyu.

"430,000!"

Han Guangzhi just couldn't help but muttered, but he was still heard by the thirteenth from the left.

"431,000!"

"Huh? Come again?"

Han Guangzhi was going crazy. How could the thirteenth from the left bid, so malicious bidding, if the elder knew about it, it would be troublesome.

"Of course, how much he bid today, I will have a thousand more immortal stones than him!"

"Brother Zuo, we can't be grudge, you don't have any immortal stone!"

Han Guangzhi gritted his teeth and said, he didn't want to offend Zuo Thirteen, after all, Zuo Thirteen was his key customer.

"Who said I have no more!"

"what?"

Han Guangzhi was taken aback for a moment, but the thirteenth from the left said lightly: "I don't have a fairy stone, but I will sell it!"

"you sell?"

Han Guangzhi has a black line on his forehead, what to sell? He is not interested in same-sex double cultivation.

"What's your look?"

The thirteen from the left glared at Han Guangzhi, and the look made the thirteen from the left also react.

"I'm not talking about me!"

"Then she won't do either!"

Han Guangzhi looked at Du Xian'er again, Du Xian'er, a mad woman, was obviously not worth four hundred thousand immortal stones.

"Han Guangzhi, what do you think about in the head of the Xuan Clan?"

"You keep bidding, anyway, I have a fairy stone!"

The thirteenth from the left didn't want to explain it anymore. It seems that the old saying is good, full of warmth and lust, all of these God of Wealth's subordinates are wealthy, and they usually think very much.

"Brother Zuo, please?"

Han Guangzhi couldn't help but, under the pressure of the thirteenth left, once again bid for one thousand more immortal stones.

"Wow!"

The bidders were all stunned, how come there are still people bidding one thousand. The first time I bid, I feel that this person is already on the verge of giving up, and now I bid, what does it mean?

Ziyu was stunned when he heard the news. The price was added on his basis. Other people’s bids did not look at the one thousand increase.

"440,000!"

Ziyu sneered. Just after the bid was finished, within three interest periods, someone increased the price again by one thousand.

"Who the **** is it?"

Ziyu had stood up, and Lu Tianhua and the others looked outside in confusion.

This is someone who is against Ziyu. The price now completely exceeds Tianjingbao Iron.

"Junior Brother Guangyu?"

Ziyu's face sank, and he wanted to use Han Guangyu again. Han Guangyu was more happy this time, bid higher, and he got more fortune.

He also knew that Ziyu was bound to win the Tianjingbao Iron.

"It's actually him!"

Han Guangyu looked at the next door, and Ziyu also reacted this time.

"Left thirteen? Do you dare to fight with me?"

Ziyu looked coldly in the direction of the thirteenth left. In this room, the thirteenth left was still engraved with the blue sky array pattern, which was carved very slowly. The blue sky array on the left thirteenth comprehension became more and more sophisticated.

But this time, in order to survive the catastrophe, Zuo Thirteen's formation was very slow this time.

Xuanhuangxian Qi is integrated into the Huangquan Stone.

The yellow spring stone began to thicken.

Huang Quanshi is getting heavier and heavier, and the smile on the left thirteenth is getting thicker.

"Brother Zuo, it's 460,000, everyone else has given up, so do you!"

"give up?"

The thirteenth from the left slowly took the Huangquanshi, looked at Han Guangzhi again and said: "Continue to increase, as long as he bids, I will have one thousand more immortal stones than him."

"Ugh!"

Han Guangzhi couldn't help it, the thirteenth from left. Han Guangzhi is now in a difficult situation. Many people in the tribe are asking in secret, and they are all staring at Han Guangzhi.

"What? He added it?"

"Does he have so many immortal stones?"

"Excessive, right?"

Ziyu also knew that this was bright revenge. The thirteenth from the left also made Ziyu spend more money using this method.

"Senior Brother Ziyu, don't worry, just bid directly at the end, he can't be bidding anymore."

"asshole!"

Everyone wants to save celestial stones, and Ziyu also wants to buy some other things. As a result, 500,000 celestial stones must be spent now. All this is because of the thirteenth left.

"Okay, I want to see, how can he continue to bid?"

"500,000 immortal stones!"

Ziyu gritted his teeth and said, Han Guangyu's eyes also bloomed, this time he had enough fortune.

"My God, 500,000 immortal stones?"

"The purple jade of Mingmai Palace, angry?"

"He really wants to win?"

"Who is bidding?"

Everyone else is watching. At this time, it's impossible for anyone to bid, right?

"Brother Zuo, he has already produced the most immortal stones, forget it."

Han Guangzhi wiped the sweat on his forehead, and it was finally over.

"I told you that no matter how much he is, I will have a thousand more immortal stones and continue to bid."

"what?"

"Also bid? Crazy?" Han Guangzhi looked at the thirteenth left blankly.

The thirteen on the left squinted his eyes and held the yellow spring stone, and his body rose up unexpectedly, a breath of yellow spring.