Following the arrival of Song Jie, the young master of the Lingyun Mercenary Group, and Wu Ping Moushang of the Kuangzhan Mercenary Group, the price has been rising steadily. Many of the prodigal items who were still hoping to take pictures of their clothes and give them to their female companions could only sigh in dismay and stopped selling.

, their financial resources cannot compete with the top mercenary groups in the two cities.【】【

As many people gave up bidding, there was a burst of yelling and yelling at the auction venue, causing many losers to get up and chase after them.

Song Jie was sweating profusely at this time, and the price had soared to 700,000, which made Mr. Song, a prodigal with a strong family background, a little out of breath. The captain of the Lingyun Mercenary Group sitting on his right quickly tried to dissuade him.

: "Sir, our target is the Fire Dragon Ice Heart Fruit at the end. We shouldn't waste it on this piece of clothing."

Song Jie suddenly hesitated.

The charming woman sitting on his left gently held Song Jie's arm tightly against her body. She looked aggrieved and pitiful, and exhaled like a blue: "Brother Song, I want it, and I will cooperate with you in whatever you want to do tonight."

you."

Song Jie gritted his teeth and said, "Seventy-one thousand."

Wu Ping, the young leader of the Mad Fighting Mercenary Group, is better than Song Jie. After all, he is a local force in Gulai City and has strong financial support behind him, allowing him to spend as much as he likes.

Slowly raising his hand and pointing towards Song Jie, Wu Ping said jokingly: "Still holding on, seven hundred and fifty thousand."

"One million."

Suddenly, a crisp but slightly deep voice came from the VIP room on the second floor, calling out a jaw-dropping price.

Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads to follow the sound, and suddenly saw a strangely dressed man standing in front of the glass of the VIP room.

He was dressed in a blue shirt, carrying a giant sword, and his face was mostly covered by a silver mask. His appearance was unclear, but his tall figure was as tall and straight as an ancient pine.

"It's him." Feng Ting looked up at the man wearing a silver mask in front of the VIP room glass directly above her. She was shocked. She really didn't expect that a talisman technician would bid for a piece of clothing.

Cai'er, who was also in the VIP room, couldn't help being startled by Feng Yang's sudden price call. She walked to him and whispered softly: "You are crazy. You can't squander such a little money. Did you marry some girl?"

Want to give it to someone?"

Feng Yang smiled and said nothing.

Wu Ping of the Mad Mercenary Group couldn't help but gasp and touch the sweat on his forehead, thinking that this guy is crazy enough to directly increase it to one million. He is really brave. He wants to overwhelm me with such a huge price difference.

I have too little psychological defense, and I too underestimate the endurance of my Master Wu. Since I have already said that I will take a picture and give it to Feng Ting, I can't break my promise.

"Brother Song, I really like that dress, why don't you take a photo of it!" The woman next to Song Jie also tried to use her charming words to seduce Song Jie into bidding.

However, the woman's moans did not bring Song Jie's bid, but instead brought her a scream. [Song Jie decisively slapped the woman on the face, and said angrily: "Shut up, you are going to take it."

Even if you wear this dress, your body is worth a million."

The woman suddenly stopped talking and sat next to Song Jie as obediently as a little sheep without saying a word.

The old saying is true, if a woman doesn't spank for three days, then she goes to bed and uncovers the tiles. Sometimes, spanking can make this woman shocked by her own domineering power.

"One million and a half million." Wu Ping, who was in the VIP room opposite, looked at the silver masked man in front of the transparent glass, steady his beating heart, and bid again. Boy, if you still dare to bid, I, Wu Ping, will accompany you to the end.

"One and a half million." Feng Yang reported the price easily and calmly, and it was like a meteorite falling on a calm lake, causing a storm.

Everyone was shocked by the price. 1.5 million is enough to buy a Xuan-level advanced martial arts. It's just for a piece of clothing. Do you need to treat your own money like other people's dung?

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Although Feng Yang only called out the price twice, the prices increased significantly both times, which completely suppressed Song Jie and Wu Ping's limelight, causing everyone to pay attention to him, and everyone was speculating about this.

What is the origin of the man in the silver mask?

"Is this the weird talisman technician Ting'er mentioned?" Feng Qing, the elder of the Feng family, said in a VIP room.

"It should be him." Feng Tianhe said: "After the auction is over, try to find a way to win over this person. He is the God of Wealth."

In astonishment, everyone began to pay attention to whether the young master of the Mad War Mercenary Group would bid again and turn the auction into another one.

"Ping'er, it's not worth the price for a piece of clothing. I'll look for an opportunity next time to take pictures of something else and give it to her." Wu Zhantian, the leader of the Kuangzhan Mercenary Group, said.

"Hmph, since he wants it so much, I might as well let him bleed some more." Wu Ping sneered.

"If he also had this idea, wouldn't we be dumb and eat coptis?" Wu Zhantian was indeed much more thoughtful than his son.

In fact, being able to marry the wealthy Feng family would bring more benefits than disadvantages to the Kuangzhan mercenary group. Therefore, Wu Ping wanted to pursue Feng Ting, the granddaughter of the eldest elder of the Feng family. Wu Zhantian did not object and could even spend more than one million to do so.

I am bidding on a piece of clothing, but it has already reached 1.5 million. It would be uneconomical to continue competing.

Wu Ping could only give up and stop competing, but he had another idea in mind.

No one dared to bid anymore, so the beautiful and highly defensive Foehn Feather Clothes were photographed by Feng Yang and sent in by a glamorous waiter.

Feng Yang took the Fenfeng Yuyi. It felt cool to the touch, but it didn't look cold. It was indeed a good piece of clothing. Although the price was a bit expensive, Feng Yang didn't care. Money is a bitch and will never be in short supply.

"Take it." Feng Yang casually threw the Fenfeng Yuyi to Cai'er, how could he not tell that Cai'er liked this dress very much.

"Give it to me?" Cai'er was stunned.

"You don't want it?" Feng Yang raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

"Yes, of course I want it if Baofangfu gives me clothes." Cai'er held all the treasures in her arms and smiled at Feng Yang, but her heart was full of touch and joy, even a little sweet and happy.

The feeling made Cai'er feel as if she had instantly drifted into a warm hot spring, feeling physically and mentally comfortable.

The waiter felt envious and jealous for a while, but he had no choice but to retreat with a tangled emotion of envy, jealousy, and hatred. He hated that he did not have a good background and could only work as a waiter in the auction house.

Next up for auction is a Mysterious high-level martial skill, 'Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle', which belongs to the category of hidden weapons. It can kill a single target or cause area-wide damage, causing major forces to have a fierce competition without blood and gunpowder, and even

There were several small families who were vomiting blood when bidding, which made many people dumbfounded.

In the end, only the Feng Family, Kuangzhan Mercenary Group and King Mercenary Group were left bidding. When the price was fixed at 1.3 million, Captain Qian of the King Mercenary Group was defeated and felt helpless.

"One and a half million."

Feng Yang called out the price again, shocking the crowd to the point where their balls hurt.

"Damn, he's too rich. Does he want to compete with all the major forces on his own?"

"Why do my balls feel so sore?"

"My whole body hurts."

Wu Ping, the young master of the Kuangzhan Mercenary Group, Wu Zhantian, the leader of the mercenary group, and a group of people from the Feng family were all shocked. They did not expect that this mysterious guy would bid again.

The people in the Kuangzhan Mercenary Group didn't know Feng Yang's identity and were worried about it. People in the Feng family were a little hesitant because Feng Ting knew the identity of Feng Yang's Talisman Technician in advance. If this Talisman Technician really wanted

If this martial art continues to compete, I'm afraid it will leave a bad impression on him.

But Feng Tianhe is not an idiot. He immediately understood after thinking about it. Since this person is a talisman technician and can imprint Xuan-level martial arts, he naturally doesn't care too much about martial arts. He came to bid this time just to make a certain party take advantage of him.

"One million seven hundred thousand." Wu Zhantian gritted his teeth and directly added 200,000 this time. Even if he bought it, he would definitely lose money.

Feng Yang smiled, then stepped back and sat on the chair.

"Fuck, this bastard." Wu Zhantian angrily slapped the case and stood up.

"Captain Wu was so wealthy that he scared people away." Commander Qian of the King's Mercenary Group took the opportunity to sarcastically say.

The last thing at the bottom of the box was the Fire Dragon Ice Heart Fruit that many forces had been waiting for. As soon as a Fire Dragon Ice Heart Fruit was brought up, many forces were ready to make a move. They all opened their eyes wide, looking at the ordinary and strange person who was now being highlighted.

The radiant Fire Dragon Bingxin Fruit makes people's hearts flutter just by looking at it.

Fire Dragon Ice Heart Fruit, people at the Martial Emperor level can directly advance to the first level. If they take the Fire Dragon Ice Heart Fruit when they reach the ninth level Martial Emperor level, it can help people directly break through the Martial Emperor barrier and reach the first level Martial Emperor. Such a rare and precious spiritual fruit,

How can one calm down with excitement.

"Fire Dragon Ice Heart Fruit, the base price is 500,000, you can bid freely." Feng Ting's crisp voice sounded again at the auction site.

"That's what I've been waiting for, nine hundred thousand." Song Jie, the young master of the Lingyun Mercenary Group in Lingyun City, raised his hand and made an offer.

"You can't compete for a piece of clothing, and you still want to win this treasure? Seven hundred thousand." Wu Zhantian, the leader of the Kuangzhan Mercenary Group, said with a smile.

"Clothes are optional. Women are most beautiful when they are not wearing clothes, so I will let them out. But I will order the Fire Dragon Ice Heart Fruit for 800,000." Song Jie, the young master of the Lingyun Mercenary Group, said with a smile, and the charming girl next to him said with a smile.

The woman lowered her head in shame and did not dare to speak. It was obvious that she was really stunned by Song Jie's slap.

"Everyone is very active here, one million." The King's Mercenary Group also came for the Fire Dragon Ice Heart Fruit, so naturally they couldn't give up.

The major players couldn't hold back their excitement and started bidding. The price of the first Fire Dragon Ice Heart Fruit soon climbed to 1.5 million. Although this price has made many small forces feel overwhelmed and overwhelmed.

, but the major forces have not yet stopped their thugs.

"One million and eight hundred thousand."

"Two million..."

The price has risen rapidly due to competition from several major forces such as the Kuezhan Mercenary Group, the King's Mercenary Group, and the Lingyun Mercenary Group.

"Three million." At this time, Feng Tianhe, who had never bid, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, looking around at the forces present with a high air, as if he was determined to win.

As soon as this price came out, many forces immediately retreated. In the end, only the Mad War Mercenary Group, the King Mercenary Group, and the Lingyun Mercenary Group wanted to compete. This was a competition of financial resources, but they also thought that

It is a competition for the ranking of major forces. After all, the financial resources of a force indirectly symbolizes the strength of that force.

"Three million and one million." Wu Zhantian of the Kuangzhan Mercenary Group was already in a serious mood, but still made the offer calmly.

"Three million and two million." Lingyun mercenary group was not deterred.

"Three and a half million." Feng Tianhe raised the price again.

"Four million." Suddenly, a slightly indifferent voice sounded at the auction site, but it did not belong to any party.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a handsome young man in green clothes and an iron sword sitting in the center of the hall with an indifferent expression. Several people were shocked.
Chapter completed!