Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

When Chen Mo and others entered, some people were already sitting on the seats in the huge auction venue.

Led by the maid, Chen Mo and others went to the exclusive seats belonging to Lingyan Pavilion.

The exclusive seat is different. As soon as Chen Mo sat down, he felt a fluffy and comfortable feeling.

After that, Chen Mo directly closed his eyes, waiting for the auction to start.

As time went by, the voice in the auction house became more and more noisy, accompanied by a few foul words from time to time, everyone threatened to kill others and their families.

As the seats in the auction house gradually filled up, suddenly, a crisp bell chime swept across the venue.

Everyone raised their eyes and saw that a white-haired old man stepped onto the bright crystal stage at some point.

The white-haired old man glanced at the audience, and immediately said: "I announce that the Black Seal City Auction will start now."

Seeing the old man announce the start directly, without ink stains at all, there was a burst of clapping and applause from below.

Applause fell, and the first auction item was displayed in front of everyone as the crystal platform rose.

It's a fourth-grade green pattern pill. The old man tapped a small hammer and said with a smile, "The base price is [-] yuan. Please go ahead!"

The fourth-grade elixir was not of much interest to Chen Mo and the others, so after taking a look at it, they closed their eyes again.

But for most of them, the allure of the fourth-grade elixirs was quite strong, and there was a lot of rushing for auctions. Soon, they were snapped up by a woman at a price of 27 gold coins.

With the successful auction of the first auction item, the next auction items were put on the auction stage one by one.

Chen Mo's interests are not good.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, when the system prompted the remnant picture of Jinglian Yaohuo, Chen Mo opened his eyes suddenly.

The white-haired old man said: "The next auction is a bit strange, even we don't know what it is, but it can be seen that it should be a remnant of a treasure map."

The white-haired old man pointed to the shabby cloth on the crystal table, and said with a smile: "If you want to gamble, you can auction it. The reserve price is [-] gold coins."

The voice fell, and no one made a sound for a while.

"One hundred and fifty thousand." After waiting for a few minutes, seeing that no one made a sound, Chen Mo shouted.

Following Chen Mo's voice, everyone followed his reputation.

"It's from Lingyan Pavilion."

"The people in Lingyan Pavilion are actually interested in this kind of thing. Could it be that they know what's hidden in this map?"

In the seats, everyone was whispering, and some of them who didn't plan to bid were also ready to move.

"Two hundred thousand." Another voice rang out, and the bidder was Fan Ling, the Young Patriarch of the Blood Sect.

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Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fan Ling, the young lord of the Blood Sect, shouted [-]. Even the hand of the white-haired old man holding the hammer stiffened for a moment, because he could see that Fan Ling definitely didn't mean to shoot.

If Lingyan Pavilion had a bad temper, the auction would not be able to go on immediately.

Everyone looked at Lingyan Pavilion, wanting to see how the other party would deal with it.

Who knew that Chen Mo didn't even look at Fan Ling's side, and continued to shout: "21."

"22." Fan Ling continued to follow.

"25." Chen Mo said with a calm expression.

"26." Fan Ling disgusted Chen Mo.

Chen Mo didn't follow anymore, but whispered: "Keep an eye on him, he's dead."

Someone behind nodded.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't follow, Fan Ling frowned. He didn't need this crap at all.

Seeing that Lingyan Pavilion didn't follow, and didn't say any threatening words, everyone was expecting the other party to fight, but they couldn't help being surprised, Lingyan Pavilion has such a good temper.

Seeing that the two sides are in peace, the only person who is relieved is the white-haired old man, because this is his own place, and the only one who loses in the fight is himself, and the opposite party will not compensate.

After the rags were photographed by Fan Ling.

The auction continues.

For several consecutive items, Chen Mo was not interested.

But when a mysterious high-level fighting skill comes out, the fighting king who is in charge of intelligence will bid for it.

He is of the earth attribute, and this high-level fighting skill base mountain seal of the Xuan level is just right for him.

The base price is 30.

There are many people competing for it.

Many forces even did not hesitate to threaten each other.

The Leishan seal of the high-ranking Xuan class was actually copied to more than 90 yuan.

Photographed by Rakshamen.

"No hurry, clean up together after the end, keep an eye on it." Chen Mo's eyes were cold, and the forces in the Black Corner Region didn't give any face, so don't blame him for being merciless.

Cleaning up one is also cleaning up, two are the same.