Ten thousand!

Break the record again!

Still a woman's voice.

People wonder how she could raise more than 10,000 black gold coins in five days?

It seems that there is no sound from beginning to end. Is it just waiting for the last crystal ball?

In other rooms, there are two chambers of commerce that have over 10,000 black gold coins, but is it worth it and continue to compete? Although it may be a treasure, for some reason, I always feel uneasy.

"It's amazing, I won't follow you anymore. Whoever has the money will follow you?" Hu Dahai deliberately shouted "helplessly" under Qin Ming's instruction.

In the room not far away, Guo Xiong received this secret code, Meng Zhu made a sound, deliberately showing a cold look: "Ten thousand one thousand one hundred, black gold coins."

Puchi! Someone laughed out loud, it was intentional, it must have been intentional.

But where did this come from a fierce man? He really has tens of thousands of black gold coins in his arms?

The people in the other rooms were silent. We won’t follow you anymore. Let’s play with you.

The witch master looked at the wall and the petals that were about to swing stopped. Did he guess wrong?

"Ten thousand one thousand one hundred black gold coins, once, twice... Is there anyone who pays a higher price?" The auction elder raised the wooden hammer and waited for the price increase.

The witch stood quietly for a while, with his jade finger lightly hooked and his petals were withdrawn.

"Is there anyone else who offers a higher price?" the auction elder asked finally.

The witch master finally looked at the wall and said nothing.

Qin Ming stared at the wall and waited intently.

In other rooms, all the chambers of commerce gave up after the final hesitation.

"Ten thousand one thousand one hundred black gold coins, the third time! The deal!" The elder's voice rose and the hammer fell heavily, announcing the official end of the auction.

The sect leader and elders of Haidou Sect breathed a sigh of relief, and did not see any signs of the witch palace taking action. They probably did not come, or were not sure that it was the spirit of the weapon.

The auction elder shouted loudly: "All the sold lots will be traded at the back. The front lots are in a group, and the back twenty pieces are in a group, and the black gold coins will be delivered in turn."

Qin Ming lowered his voice and solemnly reminded: "Wanbao Chamber of Commerce should do its best to clear this matter, and not be involved with me."

"I really don't need to do anything?" Hu Dahai was nervous, afraid that Qin Ming would have an accident.

"I can handle it."

The people in the venue left one after another, crowded and chaotic, and the people who took pictures went to the backstage to deliver coins and receive the treasures.

One hour later, Qin Ming took the Skylark and the Badao Baishou and disappeared into the darkness.

Guo Xiong and the other four took the weapon spirit and left the auction.

"Look at them and see who it is." Haidoumen arranged disciples to track down Guo Xiong and the other four. Although they decided to give up the spirit of the weapon, they could not sell it inexplicably, at least they had a clear idea.

But "Jueying" is not a false reputation. The evacuation route has been designed long ago. They interspersed in the crowded crowds, walked quickly on the complex mountain roads, constantly changing their directions, changing clothes, and parting one by one, disappearing into the darkness, and throwing away all the people following them in less than half an hour.

Meng Zhu turned into the bustling street and handed over the spirit of the weapon to the children on the roadside.

A group of children rushed into the crowd noisy, then scattered, rushing into different alleys.

A beggar-like man was already waiting in an alley, took a brocade box from a child, climbed over the wall and left, jumped into a dry well in an idle courtyard, and disappeared.

These children and beggars have all bribed them in advance and are waiting for the "delivery" here.

As for what to give, they don’t know, who to give it to, or who arranges it to give it to, or who doesn’t know.

They only know that they can make money and earn a lot of gold coins.

Guo Xiong, Meng Zhu, Sun Ming, and Zhang Lie all disappeared and hid in different downtown areas of Banyue Island.

It is very chaotic here, with strange faces everywhere, and nearly 100,000 people are moving every day, so it is not difficult to hide them. Especially for the "Jueying" who is familiar with this place and has rich experience, it is easier.

Half an hour later, a floor slowly moved in a woodland in the north of the island, and the beggar carefully exposed his head.

Bang!

A heavy palm hit the beggar's neck. Before he could see clearly the situation around him, he fell into a coma in the pit.

"Occursed." Qin Ming threw down a large handful of gold coins, covered the wooden board, and evacuated the brocade box. He did not dare to put the brocade box into the space ring to prevent it from merging with the Wilderness Trident inside, and there might be any accidents at that time.

From leaving the auction to transferring the weapon spirit here, every step has been carefully planned and the time has been grasped very accurately.

However……

Not long after Qin Ming left, a petal floated out of the beggar's clothes in the sealed pit, bright, blood-red, and strange colors. After slowly floating, it lifted the stone slab and floated to the sky, and suddenly burst out a red light like a flame, illuminating the forest.

A thousand meters away, Qin Ming suddenly stopped and turned around and stared at the forest.

It seems to have a strong atmosphere.

After careful observation, it seemed that red light was flashing in the distance.

Following me? Qin Ming was shocked, it shouldn't be.

The petals floated for a while, suddenly sped away from the chaotic woodland and rushed towards Qin Ming.

The old man is really the woman in the Witch Palace? Qin Ming ran wildly, dodging left and right in the dense forest, and finally shaking off his golden wings and disappearing into the forest like a stream of light.

"I found you!"

The witch sat cross-legged on a mountain deep in the island, feeling the more than ten petals scattered out. The rest stopped, only one petal suddenly accelerated, summoning her.

"I want to see who you are."

If you can design complicated retreat routes in advance, you may know what is inside the crystal ball.

but……

Just as Wu Zhen stood up, a cough suddenly came from behind him.

It appeared out of thin air, and even the witch master did not notice that someone was approaching.

"Your Highness, why do you have the leisure to come to Banyue Island to enjoy the night view?" An old man walked out of the dim shadow with his cigarette puff, walked a few steps and coughed twice: "I've eaten too much pickled fish and my throat is uncomfortable, so sorry."

"What do you have to do with you?" The witch master was as indifferent as usual, and stood up to confront the old man who came. He was the old man who took the "Silence Tower" at the auction. He felt it was not simple at that time. But if I didn't know him, how could he recognize me?

The old man chuckled faintly: "Do you need help?"

"Goodbye." The witch turned around and walked towards the cliff, anxiously tracking the spirit of the weapon.

"Wait first!" The old man called the witch master and snapped his fingers gently. A grey-white sea snake slowly revealed its pointed head, sucking and spitting out the bloody red snake letter, staring at the witch master in front.

The witch's eyes were slightly condensed, and she felt a strong threat from behind. She slowly turned her head: "Who are you?"

“One sells seafood.”

"I'm so humble. Can a small business buy the Silent Spirit Tower?"

"Seafood business has been difficult these years, so I occasionally do some side jobs."
Chapter completed!