As soon as these words came out, Guo Yuan and the white-bearded old man's expressions suddenly became condensed.

They had never heard that Zhu Biao's father had any cold poison that could not be cured for many years. In all likelihood, it was a lie deliberately fabricated by Zhu Biao, but it was not important.

The important thing is that Zhu Biao means that he must get the dragon's blood. Anyone who robs it from him will be the enemy of the Zhu family, and the Zhu family will take revenge.

Although it is not stated explicitly, this is clearly what it means.

To put it bluntly, it is a threat. Whoever raises the price will wait and see.

Guo Yuan frowned. Although the Guo family and the Zhu family were both one of the eight major families, they were much weaker than the Zhu family in terms of financial resources and influence.

In fact, the eight major families can be divided into three echelons according to the size of their power. In the first echelon, the two leading forces are the Huo family and the Zhu family. In the second echelon, there are three families, including the Wang family. And the Guo family,

It's in the third echelon.

It can be seen from this that there is a gap in strength between the Guo family and the Zhu family. Of course, in terms of talent and strength, Guo Yuanyuan is superior to Zhu Biao, but he cannot bear it because the other family's power is too strong.

After much deliberation, Guo Yuan had no choice but to decide to quit in order to avoid bringing trouble to the family, although he was unwilling to do so.

The old man with the white beard had no choice. He was just a casual cultivator. He had lived for hundreds of years and accumulated a lot. This time he came all the way to take a photo of a treasure, but he didn't expect it.

The water is so deep.

The other party actually used the power of his family to threaten him. He was so weak that he had no choice but to give up. Otherwise, even if he got the dragon's blood, the other party would send people to intercept him halfway and the loss would outweigh the gain.

As a result, the old man with white beard was forced to give up.

Seeing the expressions on the two people's faces, Zhu Biao made up his mind and secretly praised his skill. In this way, without the competition between these two people, Dragon Blood should be a sure winner.

On the booth, the white-haired old man frowned slightly when he saw this, feeling a little displeased. Originally, the price of the dragon's blood could have increased by one liter, but it was destroyed by Zhu Biao.

However, due to the power of the Zhu family, the white-haired old man could only turn one eye or close one eye.

"2.85 million, is there anyone who wants to raise the price? The blood of the dragon is an opportunity that cannot be missed, and it will never come back..."

On the stage, the white-haired old man shouted.

"old man!"

Zhu Biao snorted coldly, knowing that the white-haired old man still wanted to raise the price, but the weight of his Zhu family was still there. Except for the Huo family, no one in the entire chaotic realm dared to be an enemy of the Zhu family.

Sure enough, no matter how much the white-haired old man instigated, in the end, no one made any more bids.

Helpless, he could only start counting.

"2.85 million, first time!"

"Two million eight hundred and fifty thousand, the second time!"

"Two million eight hundred and fifty thousand..."

Seeing that after three hammer falls, the dragon's blood would belong to Zhu Biao. At this time, Zhu Biao's face was also full of a relieved smile.

Although he was indeed a little reckless earlier and almost missed the dragon's blood, but fortunately, with his intelligence, he finally won it without any danger. It must be said that he was still a little proud in his heart.

"The dragon's blood! It's mine!"

Zhu Biao looked happy, and the smile on his face could not be suppressed.

When he takes the dragon's blood and goes back to work, his father will definitely praise him greatly. When the time comes, he will have one more chance to compete for the position of head of the family.

However, just when Zhu Biao was dreaming about his bright future, a sudden voice suddenly broke everything.

"Two million nine hundred thousand!"

A voice sounded, and the bidder was none other than Lin Xiao.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

Almost everyone's eyes turned away after hearing the sound and focused on Lin Xiao, including those in Tianmo Valley, including Zhu Biao, Guo Yuan and others.

Originally, everyone thought that the blood of the dragon must belong to Zhu Biao. After all, Zhu Biao's words were all left there. No one dared to fight against him. Even Guo Yuan gave up. Unexpectedly, someone still dared to increase the price.

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Everyone looked at Lin Xiao with astonishment in their eyes. Who was this person? He dared to challenge Zhu Biao.

At the booth, the white-haired old man also looked curious, and at the same time secretly rejoiced. It seemed that the price of the dragon's blood could be raised. The higher the price, the greater his commission would naturally be.

"Who is this kid? He dares to confront Zhu Biao!"

Guo Yuan also muttered secretly.

"Boy, it's you!"

Zhu Biao looked over when he heard the sound and recognized Lin Xiao at a glance. His pupils shrank immediately and murderous intent flashed.

"Hello, pig fat!"

Lin Xiao smiled faintly and waved his hand.

Phew!

As soon as these words came out, some people couldn't help laughing. Even the cold and charming woman from Tianmo Valley couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth, "This guy..."

"You dare to speak rudely to me, do you want to die?"

Zhu Biao said with a gloomy expression.

"If you have the guts, just take action. I really want to be beaten."

Lin Xiao spread his hands and deliberately provoked.

"You, hum, don't try to provoke me!"
Chapter completed!