I’m a Gangster [Quick Wear]

The two quarreled endlessly, and even the quarrel raising the price was interrupted for a while, and in the end it was another beautiful woman on the scene who started to raise the price.

Seeing that the price is rising higher and higher, it has even reached the high price of 10,000 Lingshi. At this time, the premium has doubled. Although Bai Yanzhi and Murong Xun are still raising prices, the frequency has gradually slowed down.

"Bai Yanzhi, continue to carry it, I'm afraid it will hurt both sides. It's not like this. Don't raise the price. Let me make a bid. You keep your strength to shoot the red wattle flowers for Junior Sister Yan. How about?" The price of accommodation was up, so I had to avoid Yan Mingzhi like Bai Yanzhi's voice transmission, and began to discuss.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yanzhi is not purely stupid. The market price of the red wattle is about 10,000 Lingshi. It is estimated that by raising it at that time, it will be able to offer a higher price than Mulan hairpin. The Lingshi Bag could not withstand such a heavy pressure, it would be better to buy Mulan Hairpin, which would also please Yan Mingzhi.

"Why don't you save your energy to buy red wattle? I want to buy Mulan hairpin!"

Hearing Bai Yanzhi's voice transmission, Murong Xun's forehead twitched slightly, but he also knew that Bai Yanzhi's child's character, if he continued to entangle with him, the result would really be both sides. In the end, he took a step back and gave up. The competition of Mulan hairpins.

He gave up, but the crazy female monks did not give up.

"Twelve thousand." A beautiful-looking female cultivator in a red dress suddenly spoke, directly surpassing Bai Yanzhi's 11 thousand spiritual stones.

Because she raised the price by one thousand at a time, Bai Yan would also need at least 13 thousand to open her mouth next time.

After he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, the red-robed sister raised his hand directly: "Fifteen thousand."

This price is directly at a premium of more than twice, and the auction house did not expect it to be sold at such a high price.

"Palace Master Bai is just a hairpin. Although I lack a defensive weapon, I don't have to use this hairpin. You don't have to be like that." Yan Mingzhi said empathetically.

It's just that after she finished speaking, she turned her gaze back to staring at the hairpin, her expression a little low.

Murong Xun, who was on the side, hadn't spoken out yet, but Bai Yanzhi seemed to be irritated, and said excitedly: "Zhier, don't worry, even if I leave myself here today, I will definitely help you take this one. Mulan hairpin!"

"Young Palace Master, I know you are kind, but you really don't have to." Yan Mingzhi persuaded.

But the more she said that, the more Bai Yanzhi wanted to show her in front of her, and immediately, as if he had made a major decision, he said, "Seventeen thousand."

Unexpectedly, the red-robed sister said without thinking, "Twenty thousand spiritual stones."

One of Bai Yan gritted his teeth: "Twenty thousand three."

After that, Bai Yanzhi stared at the red-robed sister, wanting to see if she would raise the price.

The red-robed sister looked at Bai Yanzhi, suddenly laughed, and said, "That thing belongs to you."

After raising the price, the lady in red gave up very simply, but Bai Yanzhi was a little dumbfounded.

When he didn't get the shot, he suffocated his energy and wanted to take it. When he got the shot, Bai Yanzhi began to worry about how to buy things again.

"Auction number seventeen, twenty-three times once, twenty-three times twice!" The voice of the person shouting suddenly stopped, and then shouted with excitement: "Thirty thousand, the guest in Box No. 3 upstairs. After 30,000, does anyone bid higher?"

Seeing someone shouting the price again, Bai Yanzhi became furious with his naked eyes. A hairpin sold for ten thousand is already outrageous. Now there are people who are going to fry for thirty thousand. He turned his head and looked upstairs, as if he wanted to. See who robbed him, but only saw an ordinary face looking down at him without expression.

For some reason, just a glance, Bai Yanzhi actually felt chills in his heart, the same feeling as when facing the ancestors of the sect.

"Yan Zhi, why don't you speak anymore? Are there not enough spirit stones?" Murong Xun asked with a smile.

Bai Yan's heart cursed the old fox, but tried to pretend to be calm, and said, "Isn't it just thirty thousand spiritual stones? I can't get this little money."

"Then it's time for you to bid." Murong Xun reminded with a smile.

Bai Yanzhi glanced at Yan Mingzhi with a look of expectation, and finally closed his eyes and shouted, "Thirty thousand seven!"

There was an uproar on the auction floor. A low-level defensive magic weapon with a market price of about five thousand spirit stones was sold for seven times the price. This price, as usual, is enough to buy a high-level defensive magic weapon.

Everyone looked at Yan Mingzhi. They had been in the venue for so long, and they naturally understood that the two male cultivators were vying to buy hairpins to please the female cultivator.

The people present were thinking in their hearts, what kind of beauty this female cultivator looks like would make people so crazy.

After seeing Yan Mingzhi's good looks, everyone was a little disappointed. Although they are beautiful, they are definitely not as good as the few big beauties who have already become famous in the cultivation world.

"Five thousand spirit stones, the distinguished guest in Box 3 upstairs bids fifty thousand spirit stones, is there anyone who bids higher?"

Hearing this sound, there was another uproar on the court. I didn’t expect that it was thirty-seven thousand, and there were still people following. In their hearts, they felt that the person in the upstairs box was a fool. There are so many spirit stones, they are enough to buy. With ten such defensive weapons, why bother with a hairpin.

After scolding the fool upstairs, everyone turned their eyes to Bai Yanzhi again, seeming to urge him to continue following the price.

According to the rules of the auction, the amount of each price increase shall not be less than the amount of the previous price increase.

Shao Yu directly raised the price from thirty-seven thousand to fifty thousand, which means that he added 13 thousand, so next time someone bids, the price cannot be less than sixty-three thousand.

Sixty-three thousand spiritual stones, the price is too high, Bai Yanzhi really can't add it.

"Five thousand spiritual stones once, fifty thousand spiritual stones twice, and fifty thousand spiritual stones three times. The transaction was made. This magnolia hairpin belongs to the distinguished guest in the third box upstairs!" , The price was ten times that of the auction, and he would be very face-conscious to brag about it in the future.

[Strong precision value: +2]

Shao Yu saw the sudden system value refresh, and glanced downstairs, only to see Yan Mingzhi, who had just provided the precision value of the bar, also raised his head at this time, showing him a cowardly smile.

Shao Yu is now wearing a mask. Even the Yuan Ying monk cannot see through this mask, so of course Yan Mingzhi can't recognize him.

Shao Yu originally thought that Yan Mingzhi only liked young and promising monks, but she did not expect that she could show this seemingly pure and lustful expression to the plain face on her mask at this time.

Facing Yan Mingzhi's cowardly appearance, Shao Yu only glanced at it, and then looked away blankly.

[Strong value: +10]

Seeing the system screen reappearing, Shao Yu was taken aback, and soon he seemed to understand something.

Yan Mingzhi was his mission target, because the two had not yet directly confronted each other, so the leverage she provided to Shao Yu was not much.

Suddenly, a large stroke of precision, Shao Yu seemed to have touched Yan Mingzhi's acupoints. Does this person seem to care about his charm?

As if to verify this, when the two of them met inadvertently, Shao Yu turned his gaze away as if turning a blind eye.

[Strong value: +5]

After coming several times in a row, the amount of leverage he could provide became less and less, and in desperation, Shao Yu had to stop his scoring behavior.

At this time, it was finally the turn of the red wattle for the auction items on the field.

"Junior Sister Yan, don't worry, Mulan hairpin had a spoiler before, but this time the red wattle, I will definitely help you take it." Murong Xun said.

Bai Yanzhi on the side also patted his chest and said, "Yes, Zhier, don't worry, even if Murong Xun is useless, you still have me."

Murong Xun smiled and said, "Young Palace Master Bai, it's best not to talk too much, has your Mulan hairpin been photographed?"

Bai Yanzhi was stabbed in a painful foot, and immediately scolded: "It's better than you, a coward who doesn't even dare to bargain!"

Seeing that the two people quarreled more and more, Yan Mingzhi was afraid of internal friction like Mulan hairpins. He hurriedly said: "Two brothers, don't have to fight for Mingzhi. You are all kind, and Mingzhi is very grateful. It’s just a photo of the red wattle, which is the family's request. Ming Zhi has enough spiritual stones on her body. How can we make the two seniors spend their money."

Hearing what Yan Mingzhi said, the two immediately felt that she was high-spirited and bright, contrary to the female cultivators who shamelessly asked for something from the male cultivator. They also completely forgot. When they were vying for the Mulan hairpin, they didn’t see Yan Mingzhi talking. A "no" word.

The more Yan Mingzhi said this, the more they couldn’t sit idly by, but because of Yan Mingzhi’s words, they had changed from photographing the red wattle for Yan Mingzhi to helping her. There was no more bidding between the two.

Unlike the previous auction of Mulan hairpins, the main force of this auction was no longer the female nuns, but the younger monks, and even occasionally several offers came from the upper box.

The first floor of the auction house is where ordinary monks bid prices, and the boxes on the second floor are mostly big guys. Most of these big guys have weird tempers and don’t want to see people. Just like Shao Yu, they just open the windows to let people downstairs see. The one that reaches his face is the only one today.

In addition to being used as a blind auxiliary medicine for Xisui Pill, Red Jinghua also has the effect of calming and concentrating. Therefore, it is also an important raw material for refining Red Jing Qingxin Pill.

The value of this thing is not high, but because of its rarity, the price often stays high. After a few rounds, it has soared from the base price of 7,000 to 15,000.

Seeing that the price is getting higher and higher, Yan Mingzhi gritted his teeth, trying to make a final decision, and directly shouted: "Thirty thousand spiritual stones."

Directly doubled from fifteen thousand to thirty thousand spiritual stones, the court suddenly fell silent.

But soon, the third box on the second floor immediately updated the offer.

The monk shouted to shoot for real, and his face was full of excitement at this time: "The noble guest in Box No. 2 has gone out of 60,000 spiritual stones. The opportunity is not to be missed. The red wattle is rare. Don’t miss this opportunity. If there is no higher price, then this red wattle will belong to the distinguished guest in the third box."

[Strong value: +20]

Sixty thousand spiritual stones, this is the total amount of spiritual stones in Yan Mingzhi's body.

But the red wattle is very important to her. If she missed this one, she didn't know where the next one would be. In the end, Yan Mingzhi gritted her teeth and shouted: "Nine thousand spirit stones."

It's just that she just finished shouting, and the quote on the second floor was refreshed again: "One hundred thousand spirit stones."

[Strong value: +30]

Rao Yan Mingzhi tried to endure it, and the expression on his face was a little distorted at this time.