Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

In the upper position, the rhyme of ancient poetry frowned slightly, and turned to Gu Zhangqing with inquiry.

After a little meditation, Gu Zhangqing showed a trace of ridicule and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't have to bid any more.

Yes.

Even if one trust is enough, who can stand to find two to act?

Really think of yourself as a fool?

"Hahaha, boy, this inscription spirit pen is of great use to me. I'm determined to get it!" after seeing Gu Zhangqing's action in his eyes, CHIDI Yan laughed and didn't care. He opened his mouth and carried five million spirit stones.

"Add five million!"

Without a pause, Ye Feng gently raised his hand and spit out four words quickly.

"I'll add five million to compete with my black devil tribe. You're a little tender!"

The red Di Yan, who was "furious", shouted, but his heart was about to bloom.

"How can Terran things fall into the hands of your barbarians and increase the price!"

Still maintaining a calm appearance, Ye Feng said.

……

They kept raising the price. Later, even some of the top ten felt a little incredible.

What is the origin of the people on the fifth floor?

Throwing a lot of money without even a trace of fluctuation in the voice, as if five million one after another was not a spirit stone, but a Chinese cabbage.

"Shit, 900 million, can you have the courage to continue to follow?" the red Di Yan with red eyes shouted.

As soon as the 900 million offer was exported, the whole audience suddenly fell into a brief silence.

Even chidiyan himself was startled and didn't notice that he had been raised to such a terrible price.

At first, he was still thinking of a pit leaf maple, but then there were some subtle changes. Whenever he called for a price hysterically, the other party always added two words: increase!

This attitude made him almost angry, as if the other party didn't pay attention to himself and the black devil tribe at all.

"Add more! Add more!"

The sudden silence brought almost crazy cries. The whole scene was completely boiling. Some people had begun to doubt Ye Feng's identity, but whether he entrusted or not, everyone wanted to continue to add a price for him.

On the auction platform, Ren Tianxing also looked nervous. Rao was used to seeing strong winds and waves. Such a thrilling bid still made him unable to keep calm.

However, to everyone's surprise, Ye Feng suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to CHIDI Yan. He said calmly, "900 million?"

"The price is too high. Since you want it so much, the inscription spirit pen belongs to you."

what!

Ye Feng's sudden opening was like nine days of thunder on the red Di Yan sky cover, so that he couldn't react for a long time.

Just now, I didn't return the cow. I didn't stop. I shouted at a high price of nearly 900 million without hesitation.

What, suddenly

This is unscientific!

As shocked as CHIDI Yan, there were people on all sides who were like a tide of voices.

No one expected that in this extreme price competition, Ye Feng would suddenly choose to admit defeat, and look at his look, it was still a light look.

It's like a leaf falling into a calm lake, rippling and being blown away by the wind.

"I misunderstood him. He should not be a prop."

"However, this man is so deep in the city. It should be that he saw through the identity of the barbarian early and decided to let the barbarian eat the consequences."

Gu Zhanqing leaned out and looked at Ye Feng with a little curiosity.

As a disciple of Tianyuan sect, he naturally knows some auction house routines and has long seen through CHIDI Yan's identity.

"That barbarian is really greedy. If he accepts what is good, he may not humiliate himself."

In the tone of ancient poetry rhyme, there was a bit of disdain.

"Shiyun, you're wrong. This man suffered losses in CHIDI Yan's hands twice before, but he still didn't show a trace of voice. With this determination alone, it's not something ordinary people can have. If I didn't guess wrong, even if the barbarian meant to stop, this man might have the ability to stimulate the other party to continue to shout."

Gu Zhanqing shook her head slightly.

As for elder brother's words, the rhyme of ancient poetry was noncommittal, and there was still a little unconvinced in his heart.

……

It was not until Ye Feng sat back in his chair that his eyes reacted to the scarlet red flame. At this moment, he only felt that his legs were soft and almost fell to the ground.

"You... Are you kidding me?"

A moment later, he uttered an earth shaking roar, his whole body was agitated, and there was a great sense of anger.

I didn't follow

And the price soared to 900 million. Even if there are still people interested in this smart pen, it is impossible to take over the deal.

In this way, not only the Commission will be ruined, but also the purple ember Ling pen will be auctioned, and the auction party will lose a lot.

Mother of a bitch, in the blood killing chaos, in her own land, she was... Cheated by a man's boy?

This tone was so angry that CHIDI Yan was furious and helpless.

"That's bad..."

Ye Feng's voice increased by three points and spread to every corner of the hall.

"Didn't you say that your black demon tribe must have the spirit stroke of this inscription? How can you say that I fooled you?"

"I've accomplished you. Unless... You're just raising the price maliciously, and you don't want this spirit pen?"

Smelling the speech, countless eyes stared at CHIDI Yan.

In the auction just now, the barbarian was really very active. He came to intervene in everything. Several times, several buyers suffered some losses.

CHIDI Yan's face was red.

Ye Feng's words can be said to have given him a heavy hammer. Although some people have long suspected that he is Tuo, everyone is just skeptical.

CHIDI Yan dare not admit it in public. If the blood killing auction house arranges the "trust" to be made public, it will have a bad reputation and suffer immeasurable losses.

In that case, I'm afraid I can't leave alive at all.

"This barbarian friend, do you... Want to make trouble on purpose?"

Ren Tianxing, with a terrible black face, blocked everyone's mouth first. A pair of old eyes shot coldly and stared at CHIDI Yan.

CHIDI Yan trembled all over.

The meaning of the words was obviously to let him get rid of the relationship.

At present, he can only harden his head and laugh: "who says I am entrusted? Since I ask for a price, I will naturally buy this spiritual pen!"

"Just... 900 million..."

When the last word fell, he trembled and felt out a heavy spirit stone bag.

This time, the ship capsized in the gutter. Not only did I not get a commission for a spirit stone, but the auction house had to settle with itself.

All the culprits are the indifferent boy on the fifth floor.

There was a strong killing light in his eyes. CHIDI Yan had a great killing intention and had firmly written down the appearance and breath of Ye Feng.

If you dare to play with yourself, you can't let him get out of the bloody mess alive