Ye Fan seems to be very satisfied with everyone's enthusiastic response, which will be more conducive to increasing the price.

"Haha, it seems that everyone seems to know something about this spiritual weapon. Even if they don't know it, they must have heard of its huge power. Next, we will start the auction. This one-pointed Zen spiritual weapon

The starting price is fifteen medium-grade crystals, and each bid is one medium-grade crystal. Start now!"

As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, someone immediately started calling out the price.

"Sixteen dollars!"

"Seventeen dollars!"

"Eighteen dollars!"

...

In a short time, the price of this Yi Zhidian Chan had soared to as much as 23 yuan.

At this time, a voice that sounded familiar to her suddenly sounded, "I'll pay twenty-five yuan!"

The bidder was none other than Mo Hongyue, who had just had some trouble with Jun Yimo at the door. Her face looked determined to win, but Jun Yimo accidentally saw it.

"Twenty-five medium-grade spiritual stones, are there any more spiritual stones?" Ye Fan said as if he was not too satisfied with the price.

"Thirty yuan!" Jun Yimo's voice lazily came from above. Although the entire auction venue is not small, because everyone's voice is blessed with spiritual power when bidding, it can definitely make everyone present.

Everyone heard it clearly.

Mo Hongyue was almost stunned by the sudden huge price increase. She was entrusted by her family with the important task of taking pictures of this One-Finger Heaven Zen. If she couldn't handle this, she would not be able to explain to the Elders Council when she went back.

She glared angrily in Jun Yimo's direction, and continued to yell through gritted teeth, "Thirty-five yuan!"

"Forty yuan!" As soon as she finished speaking, Jun Yimo was already teaching her the price again.

She looked down at Mo Hongyue with a smile, and felt relieved when she saw her deflated look!

Mo Hongyue was so angry with her that she almost jumped. The price of thirty-five middle-grade spiritual stones for this spiritual weapon was already very high, but this woman continued to raise the price.

No matter how high the price is, even if you buy it back, you will be scolded by the elders, right? But wouldn't it be even worse if you can't buy it?

She looked at her cousin for help, hoping that the almighty cousin could think of a way to stop that stinky girl from continuing to bid.

At this moment, the auction house suddenly became quiet, as if everyone was watching the show between these two people.

Even the auctioneer Ye Fan had already seen the clues and was in no hurry to urge them to continue bidding.

According to his experience, thirty-five pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones can be auctioned for this Yi Zhi Tian Chan, which is already a very good price.

But Mo Xiaoyang didn't seem to accept Mo Hongyue's look for help. Instead, he kept smiling and sitting there calmly. It seemed that the Mo family's affairs had nothing to do with him.

"Forty-five yuan!" Mo Hongyue had no choice but to call out a new high price again. It seemed that she was too stupid to know that she could increase the price piece by piece. Every time she raised the price, she followed Jun Yimo stupidly.

to increase the magnitude.

She never thought about how much more spiritual stones this would cost her.

Jun Yimo did not rush to bid this time, but raised the teacup in his hand to Mo Hongyue below and took a small sip.

Even Ye Fan thought she wouldn't bid anymore, and when he was about to raise the hammer to set the tone, Jun Yimo's voice came out again.
Chapter completed!