Box No. 1, which could have accommodated dozens of people, is now only one person here.
Yang was sitting in the box, and his long fiery red hair was left behind, almost hitting the ground along the back of the chair.
With his feet high in front of the table, a pair of sharp eyes looked out of the window so indifferently, for a long time, a few words came out of his mouth.
"That guy in the sky, will you call it down" His eyes showed a little doubt, and he couldn't help but sweep to the side.
With this sentence alone, we can know that Yan Potian does not know the bottom line of the firmament's bidding, otherwise there is no need to think about whether the firmament will continue to bid, and directly prepare to collect the loot, but this loot is really precious.
Yan Potian's funds are not endless, "The bottom line is 20 million gold coins, I hope that old guy Cang Yunhe, don't be so generous, give that guy in the sky more money to squander, otherwise, I really can't continue."
Yan Potian muttered in a low voice.
Hearing the price of 15 million, Yang Tai, even an old and steady person like Yan Hong, couldn't help but show surprise on his face: "How long has the young master been secretly preparing, and what is the use of taking these ten Gathering Divine Pills" Yan Hong couldn't help but think.
The previous 12 million gold coins had already surprised Yan Hong a little, but now seeing that Yan Potian had directly increased the fifteen million reported by 2 million, Yan Hong's heart really began to be a little unbearable.
Because judging from Yan Potian's tone alone, it seems that this fifteen million is far from his bottom line.
"But even if you ask the young master, I'm afraid you won't answer."
Yan Hong thought about it, but still gave up the plan to ask Yan Potian in his heart.
Not because of anything, based on Yan Potian's understanding of Yan Potian, he didn't think that Yan Potian would inform the Yan family of the purpose of his move.
If you want to tell, you have already told it, since you are hiding it, unless you pry Yan Potian's mouth open, even if Yan Hui asks in person, Yan Potian will definitely ignore it, this is Yan Potian.
Therefore, glancing at the location of the No. 1 box, Yan Hong came back to his senses and opened his mouth: "Fifteen million, the guests of the No. 1 box actually bid fifteen million to bid for these ten Gathering Pills, this will probably be the most expensive ten Gathering Pills in history So, are there any other guests who are willing to pay a higher price, and there should be no other guests who are willing to pay a higher price, and there should be no such thing as taking these ten Gathering Pills, after all, this price is already a little too terrifying, and the old man has to advise all the guests, but don't be impulsive, It's too much of a loss-making business," Yan Hong gave up thinking about these things and continued to preside.
However, the cultivators in the audience had different opinions on Yan Hong's words.
"It's been called to this price, and there's really no need to continue bidding.
If you have to continue to bargain, you will only lose all your money when the time comes.
No, it's already a loss.
One of the cultivators shook his head, disapproving of the continued bidding.
"If you don't continue to bid, you can't say, the people in Box No. 8 just now said that he is going to decide on this thing.
If this sentence is just a fart, then it is okay, anyway, not many people guess which big force is in the No. 8 box, even if it is a loss of face, it is nothing.
A cultivator glanced at Box Eight and said with some sarcasm.
"It should continue, unless one side doesn't have enough money.
Originally, the bidding was carried out to this extent, purely to compete for a breath, otherwise these ten Gathering Divine Pills would have been finalized at the time of millions, and they would not have been competed for such a terrifying price.
One of the cultivators didn't think the auction would end there, and his tone was very firm.
"You said that the people in the No. 8 box, will they continue" Hearing the heated arguments of the cultivators around him, Wang Ruochen couldn't help but turn his head and ask the opinions of Fengchen and a few people: "I think they should give up, otherwise it would be too irrational." ” "If they were sensible, they wouldn't have speculated the price to such an extent in the first place."
Leng Tomb sneered.
"Yan Potian's side is estimated to be imperative, the people in the eighth box, although they must be auctioned off, it may be just a means.
There is also the question of whether there is enough money left in their hands to make the next auction.
After all, fifteen million is a heavenly number for us, and for the major forces in Yanlun City, I'm afraid it's not small.
Whether you can take it out or not is still a problem.
Fengchen said after thinking about it.
"So I think they will continue to bid unless they don't have enough money.
After all, the words have already been spoken, if you give up like this, wouldn't it be a shame to laugh" Leng Tomb also immediately expressed his opinion.
"It's not going to make people laugh, no one knows their identities anyway, so it's okay if you can't bid for it" Wang Ruochen didn't agree with Leng Tomb's statement, and expressed his opinion.
"Please, eldest sister, we don't know who they are, most of the cultivators here don't know who they are, it's impossible that no one in the entire venue knows who they are, there are a total of eight forces in the eight boxes, and one by one you can quickly guess who the people in the eight boxes are, and when the time comes, it will naturally spread out, and it is impossible to hide it."
Leng Tomb explained.
This is also the first time that Leng Tomb has come to Yanlun City, and he is not familiar enough with various forces.
Otherwise, now Leng Tomb can directly tell Wang Ruochen that the people in the No. 8 box belong to which force.
Even, even how many people are in the box, who the leader is, and even the bottom line of the price they can give, can be guessed clearly.
"Well, you're right, but now it seems that the people in box eight don't want to continue bidding."
After being explained by the cold tomb, Wang Ruochen faintly had a tendency to have a big head, and hurriedly changed the topic.
Dozens of seconds passed again in the noise of the cultivators, but there was still no sound in the eighth box, and there was an atmosphere that had given up on continuing the bidding, making the cultivators involuntarily shut up and wait for the final result.
They weren't 100% sure of the people in box eight, and they really gave up the bid.
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After all, there was a time before when in the last few seconds, the person in box eight quoted again and threw out such a cruel word.
Although these cruel words were just thrown out, they were immediately slapped in the face by the Yan Po of the No. 1 box, so that they have disappeared now.
But as long as there is still the slightest possibility, the cultivators are looking forward to seeing a higher price confrontation.
However...
Time passed minute by minute, and even the entire venue was silent as if dead, and Box No. 8 still did not move, until that familiar voice sounded, which broke the somewhat terrifying silence.
"It seems that no other guests are interested in these ten Gathering Divine Pills, so the old man is also relieved, if there are other guests bidding for these ten Gathering Divine Pills at a higher price, I am afraid that the old man will be uneasy because of this demon."
Seeing that no one else made an offer, and the time was nearing the end, Yan Hong finally stood up and continued to preside.
"Finally, confirm again, are there any other guests who are interested in these ten Gathering Pills and are willing to bid at a higher price," Yan Hong finally confirmed, and at the same time his gaze was deflected, and he looked up at the No. 8 box next to the No. 1 box.
At the same time, listening to Yan Hong's voice, the cultivators in the venue raised their heads almost at the same time, and focused their eyes on the No. 8 box that had once promised to set these ten Gathering Divine Pills, but was now silent.
"Will you still bid?"
"Probably won't you bid?"
"Continue to bid" "Will you not bid?"
"Since no other guests are willing to pay a higher price, then I announce that these three hundred and sixty-six auction items, ten Gathering God Pills, will be sold for the guests in Box No. 1 at a price of fifteen million."
With Yan Hong's relieved presiding speech, the ten Gathering Divine Pills worth fifteen million finally had a home at this moment.
And after hearing Yan Hong's announcement that the ten Gathering Pills would finally be returned to Box No. 1, the cultivators couldn't help but retract their somewhat disappointed eyes: the people in Box No. 8 still didn't get up in the end and gave up the auction.
"Cut, the words are so good, but as a result, it's not that I have given up, I am really spineless."
A cultivator couldn't help but scold.
"It seems that there should be no more funds, even if it is a big force, after all, it is not infinite wealth."
One of the cultivators looked as I had expected, and said with some emotion.
"Even if it doesn't continue, this fifteen million is scary enough.
I really don't know who the people in the No. 1 box are, and which force is so spending so much money to auction these ten Gathering Pills.
"Some cultivators have become interested in the identity of Box No. 1.
At the same time, in the No. 1 box, after hearing that the ten Gathering Divine Pills were traded with him, Yan Potian's face couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise: "It seems that the guy in the sky really has no money."
Definitely, this fifteen million is his bottom line price haha, if it's really funny, according to that guy's character, maybe you have to wonder if your subordinates betrayed him.
Yan Potian said with some schadenfreude, and began to fantasize about the scene of Box No. 8 at this moment in his mind.
"However, fifteen million gold coins only bought these ten Gathering Pills, which is really a bit expensive, although I planned to use all of them in this area at the beginning, but if I can have some left, it is still good.
In this case, the rest of the money must be spent well, and try to get all the necessary things.
After fantasizing for a while, Yan Potian began to feel a little painful about his fifteen million expenses.
Even if there are still a lot of gold coins left, it will be somewhat distressing to spend so much at once.
"The time is almost up, all the conditions have been met, and the next step is to be ready for this once-in-a-decade moment.
This time, I hope I can go to the end and grab everything that belongs to me, all in my hands. ” The voice quietly echoed in the No. 1 box, full of expectation and determination, lingering in Yan Potian's ears.
"Ah, this thing is finally auctioned off, fifteen million, it seems that those people in Box 8 really don't have enough funds."
As if relieved, Leng Tomb stretched his waist and said with a yawn.
"yes, it's finally over.
Anyway, we've been sitting here for three or four hours, and we're really tired.
Unfortunately, we can't leave yet, and we have to wait for a dozen more auction items before we can start bidding on the final materials and props.
And if you want to leave, you have to wait until all the auction items are over before you can leave, what a waste of time...
It seems to be infected by the cold tomb, and Fengchen also looks sleepy, which provokes Zi Xuanying on the side to massage Fengchen's head.
"I really envy you, brother Fengchen, you can still have a massage when you are tired."
After seeing the cold tomb on the side, he was a little envious.
"Envy" enjoyed Zi Xuanying's massage, and the wind and dust glanced at the cold tomb a little lightly.
"Yes, envy, otherwise Brother Fengchen, you can also talk to Sister Ying'er, let her," Leng Tomb glanced at Zi Xuanying, and said to Fengchen with a flattering smile on his face, looking like a dog, looking at Fengchen with a burst of amusement.
Knowing what Leng Tomb wanted to express, Fengchen snorted coldly and flatly refused: "Don't think about this, don't say that Ying'er is unwilling, even if Ying'er is willing, I can't enjoy it myself, and I will give it back to you" The tone was full of mockery.
"Brother Fengchen, you are not right, they are all companions of a mercenary group, there are good things that should be shared by everyone, how can you monopolize it by yourself" Seeing Fengchen's stern refusal, Leng Tomb was not discouraged, and educated Fengchen.
"I'm too lazy to talk so much nonsense with you, yes, yes, Ying'er uses a little more force, yes there."
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Faced with Leng Tomb's righteous words, Fengchen directly chose to ignore it, and began to interact closely with Zi Xuanying, sprinkling dog food on the ground.
Seeing that Fengchen didn't dump himself directly, Leng Tomb suddenly had no tricks.
After all, it was impossible for him to directly force Zi Xuanying to come over and help him massage him, so in the end he had to say stupidly: "Don't share, don't share, count me wrong, Brother Fengchen." ” After speaking, he turned his head and continued to look at Yan Hong of the central station, listening to him continue to preside over the auction.
"I read it wrong, I read it wrong, and I said it as if I saw it right, and it was like what good it was for me."
Fengchen complained to himself, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zi Xuanying's small hands, signaling that he didn't need to continue: "Okay Ying'er, don't press it anymore, I'm already very energetic, continue to press it, I'm afraid that your brother Leng Tomb will be envious to death." ” The cold tomb on the side continued to look at the stage without saying a word and without looking back.
It's also thanks to Leng Tomb that he didn't turn his head, if he turns his head, he will inevitably suffer another blow.
It turned out that after Fengchen said those words to Zi Xuanying, signaling Zi Xuanying that she didn't need to continue pressing, Zi Xuanying's pink little face suddenly revealed an expression that could directly make Leng Tomb angry.
"Who cares if he dies or not" With a hint of disdain, he pursed a pair of cute pink lips, and Zi Xuanying's face revealed such a coquettish expression, which made Fengchen helpless for a while, and a burst of love from the heart
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