Prince,Goodbye

"Intermediate skill book" restoration ", starting price, 5000 spirit stone! Each price increase must not be less than 500 spirit stones. Now, the auction begins

With the voice of the middle-aged auctioneer dropped, the audience suddenly went mad.

A skill book, and a skill book with such a practical effect, is worth fighting for for most practitioners.

So, in a frenzy

Not many people have raised the price.

After all, the skills in the skill book must be able to be used.

This is the exclusive skill of the weapon refiner, and only the weapon refiner can use it.

For ordinary practitioners, it's like meat, no matter how good it is. It's useless for vegetarianism.

However, it does not mean that no one has raised the price.

What's more, these few people will be able to frighten people to death if they offer their prices at will.

"Six thousand spirit stones!"

"Seven thousand!"

"Nine thousand..."

In a few words, the price of "restoration" was raised to a terrible amount of more than 10000 instantly.

Moreover, there is a tendency to continue to grow upward.

And these price hikers are basically from the private rooms on the second floor.

As for the people in the hall on the first floor, they have no courage and ability to ask for such a price.

In the "peaceful" price increase, a man's proud and determined voice came out of a private room: "gentlemen, this thing is of great use to our wanjianmen, I'm going to fix it! If you have any skills, just do it! "

At that time, the price had been raised to the terrible price of 15000 spirit stone.

Seeing that the opponents still have the meaning of continuing to scramble, it is actually that someone reported the door, trying to use the strength behind him to oppress the opponent.

To this kind of person, everybody in the field expressed their contempt.

Nima, if you raise the price, you will increase the price. What do you do by reporting to your family?

Think everyone's afraid of you?

Well

As it turns out, I'm afraid!

After the people of wanjianmen reported their families, those who had participated in the price competition before actually complimented each other: "since it is wanjianmen who wants the restoration, we don't have to fight for it. After all, we can't grab it!"

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

As the ancients said, the enemy's family is narrow, so it's true that they don't cheat her!

For such a long time, prosthetic is the most attractive thing to her, even more attractive than the bed slave "frozen moon".

It never occurred to her that the object she was going to rob was Wan Jianmen.

What's more, she is very familiar with the voice in the compartment. It should be the "elder martial brother Ye".

Rubbing the eyebrows, she can only sigh in the heart again.

It's not that enemies don't get together.

After a moment of entanglement, she quickly made up her mind.

Well, it's a big deal. She'll go after the restoration!

As long as she runs fast enough, people in wanjianmen can't catch up with her.

At that time, the middle-aged auctioneer had already made the final confirmation: "15000 spirit stones once!"

"Fifteen thousand spirit stones twice..."

"Fifteen thousand spirit stones..." Three times.

"20000!" Cong Yue deliberately squeezed her voice and reported a number. At the same time, she sighed in her heart. Fortunately, she made a disguise before she went out. Otherwise, the people of wanjianmen would be killed directly.

Originally, all the people in the hall had decided on the final destination of "restoration", and Ye Ping was also full of pride. Only waiting for the middle-aged auctioneer to read out the book, could he put it into his pocket.

No one thought that Cheng Yaojin would be killed on the way.

Everyone in the field was stunned, and the people of wanjianmen were angry: "boy, how dare you rob me of wanjianmen's things?"

The middle-aged auctioneer took an unhappy look at the private room, but he didn't say much.

The middle-aged auctioneer's expression looks into the eye, the condensation month slightly squints, the heart already knew clearly.

It seems that Shengtian's auction house will not let them down because of the strength of these clans, but the behavior of deliberately lowering the price by relying on their status has made the auction house unhappy.

Knowing this, there is no egg use.

She knows very well that the auction house will not refute the appearance of wanjian in public.

At most, it's just that you're not happy.

Thinking about it, she looked in the direction of the private room and rolled her eyes: "your words are not right. Everything produced at the auction, as long as it has not been finalized, is the property of the auction house. If I raise the price, it's completely within the rules. How can I rob wanjianmen? "

That's right. No problem.

In fact, the gourd eaters are very dissatisfied with the arrogance of the people in wanjianmen. However, due to the strength of wanjianmen, they only dare to nod wildly in their hearts, but on their faces they look like a cold cicada."Boy, what sharp teeth

Ye Ping stares at the condensation moon under the stage through the window, as if to make a hole in the frozen moon.

Looking at it, he noticed something wrong.

He patted one of his disciples and asked, "do you see, is that boy at the bottom familiar?"

The one who was photographed was a female disciple, who was patted by a man so carelessly. The female disciple immediately blushed, but she dared not speak. She could only look obediently into the hall.

For a moment, the female disciple also showed a puzzled expression: "it's a little familiar, but I can't remember where I met this man..."

Another disciple also looked at the past: "look at this figure, it's like the bastard I met in the cave a few days ago! But they don't look like... "

Get two ambiguous answers, Ye Ping eyes in a wipe of fine light: "you don't forget, there are face changing skills in the world! If you use it well, your father can't recognize it

"However, the boy's transfiguration was obviously not up to the standard. She just changed her appearance, but her figure and hairstyle did not change at all. Even if she was deliberately speaking with her voice in her mouth, she couldn't hide from me!"

All the people of the ten thousand sword sect immediately agreed. In a moment, one of the disciples asked the key question: "elder martial brother, what are we going to do next? Do you want to continue to increase the price? "

After all, auctioneers have begun to confirm prices.

If they don't ask for a price, prosthetic will fall into the hands of that obnoxious boy.

After the disciple finished speaking, he thought Ye Ping would continue to increase the price. Unexpectedly, the man had a negative test and a smile: "increase the price? No more! "

The disciples were stunned and looked at their elder martial brother.

Ye pingmou in delimited a wipe of fine light: "some people have no count of their own weight, dare to covet things that do not belong to themselves."

"I don't know that such a person will usually fall into the miserable situation of having no personal wealth! What's worse, she can't even keep her life... "

"Twenty thousand spirit stones once!"

"Twenty thousand spirit stone twice!"

"Twenty thousand spirit stone three times!"

"Deal

With the voice of the middle-aged auctioneer's voice falling, the repair is nominally in the pocket of the frozen month.

Seeing that the people of wanjianmen did not continue to bid, the melon eating masses could not help but Tut and exclaim: "what's the situation in wanjianmen? Are they in such a hurry that they have no money? "

"Maybe it's to save money for the last one! After all, the price of each auction is not low! And it's usually very competitive. "

"Do you think it's because the boy has some special status?"

In the public you a word I a word of guess sound, condensation month is a face calm.

Although she did not know what ye Ping paid attention to, there was one thing she was sure of.

That is, she will not participate in the auction in the second half.

It's not suitable to have a conflict with wanjianmen, which is a top-level sect with top-level masters.

Taking advantage of the intermission, people are wandering around the time, condensation month also left the seat.

In the backyard of the auction house, there is a small free trade market where interested practitioners can set up stalls and sell their unused treasures.

This place is just like the antique trading market in Cong Yue's previous life. You can see all the treasures, but in fact, whether you can find good things depends on your eyesight and luck.

While everyone ran to the backyard time, condensation month is to come to the counter.

"Would you like to check out?"

It was the person who had been entrusted with her purple gold card before.

The little girl said that she was very surprised that the condensation month would leave ahead of time.

"Yes, please check out as soon as possible."

Seeing the firm attitude of freezing month, the little girl did not say anything more. She called the staff responsible for recording in the auction hall. After confirming the in and out account records of the freezing month, she settled the bill for the month.

"Sir, you have taken 20000 spirit stones from your red poison pill and its antidote. After deducting 20% of the service charge, there is still 18 000. This time, you have photographed a bed slave, a Book of restoration, and a total of 25000 spirit stones. "

"So you can take the bed slave and prosthetic for only 7000 spirit stones."

When it comes to the word "bed slave", the little girl's expression is a bit strange.

Cong Yue knew the reason why her expression changed, but she didn't explain it.

Take out the purple gold card, she has no psychological burden to brush seven thousand spirit stone.

After a while, someone from the auction house presented her booty.

"Restoration" is wrapped up in hardcover. As for the bed slave "Cong Yue", he is handcuffed with his hands and feet and pushed roughly towards the moon by the staff.The little girl at the counter handed a bunch of keys to Cong Yue and said respectfully, "childe, these are the keys for handcuffs and foot handcuffs. This bed slave is the top master of spirit. She is very fierce. She must be handcuffed on weekdays to suppress her cruelty."

"I see."

The month of condensation took the key and left the auction house.

When she walked out of the gate, she couldn't help looking back and showing a puzzled expression: "strange, those guys didn't chase them out? Is it true that the man is so brainless that he can't expect me to leave early? "

In the congealing moon full of doubts, Ye Ping, a man of ten thousand Jianmen, is a face covered with a circle of color.

They were stopped by Jiangnan.

The Buddha's face in the south of the Yangtze River has a kind mouth. His beautiful lips are opened and closed, and his beautiful and philosophical words are uttered in a series. Ye Ping and others are stunned.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Ye Ping's brain turned for a long time, but he didn't understand the meaning of Jiangnan, so he could only ask questions.

Jiangnan said with a smile: "I mean, if you have something important to do, you should do it as soon as possible. If not, you will lose the opportunity first. It will not be easy to achieve today's goal."

Ye Ping:

Nima, if you hadn't stopped the employees, the employees would have caught the damned little white face, OK?!