The black black brush on the auction stand is very old and even looks a bit ragged. No matter who sees it, he will not think it is a king or above. It is important to know that the king or above is a destructive weapon.
ability.
"Haha, I haven't finished saying it. What I mean is that this pen is very likely to be a waste of the king's weapon." Old man Ye Lun showed a treacherous smile.
"Scrap?" In the VIP room of the auction room, a middle-aged man was sitting on a seat. The middle-aged man looked elegant and wore a green robe. There was a boy beside him. This boy turned out to be Moko.
"Dad, I heard that the overlord loses its spirituality after it becomes a waste product. Unless a weapon refiner recasts, it will exert its true power." Mo Ke said, looking at the black brush outside the window.
"Kor, although he is no longer a real overlord, his power can still exert a small part of it, and his attack power may be slightly lower than that of a mid-grade overlord, but if he is obtained as a father, even if he faces it
Bazong, as a father, also has the power to fight." The middle-aged man is the most powerful person in Zhuxian Town. The Nine-changed Ba Shi Mo Sang, who has already entered the Ba Zong realm with half his foot.
Although Mo Sang is the strongest person in Zhuxian Town, he only has one low-grade dominant weapon and one medium-grade dominant weapon. Even cultivators from the Domine Sect Realm will fight for it.
The pen on the auction table is a broken king-grade overlord, which is not worth refining at all. Repairing an overlord is much more difficult than refining an overlord, because refining an overlord requires a refining diagram, and there is no pen
The refining map of the pen is simply unrepairable. This greatly reduces the value of the pen, which is slightly higher than that of ordinary low-grade weapons, but it is not much higher. Its value lies in its hardness.
"Everyone, the minimum price of this nameless pen is 350,000. If anyone wants it, just increase the price." The treacherous Ye Lun smiled, which made Yang Chen in the VIP room secretly despise him.
"Thirty-six thousand!" A sound came from a VIP room.
"I didn't expect that the old man Wulie was also here." Yang Chen was very familiar with the voice. He had seen all four powerful men in Zhuxian Town, Tu Shen, Wulie, Mo Sang, and He Jia.
He will never forget the people he has seen or heard.
"Thirty-seventy-seven thousand!" Another voice came out, and a discussion suddenly sounded in the auction room. This was a competition between the four powerful men in Zhuxian Town, because the person who spoke was He Jia.
"It turned out to be He Jia." Yang Chen felt it became more and more interesting. At this moment, a woman in a charming red dress walked into his VIP room.
"Sir, this is the money you earned from the auction." Xianxianyu held a Baquan card in her hand and handed it to Yang Chen.
"So big." Yang Chen stared at the two balls of flesh on the charming woman's chest that could jump out at any time, and smiled evilly.
"Sir, what did you say?" The charming woman looked at Yang Chen in confusion.
"Hehe, I said the auction room is really big." Yang Chen had just taken the Baquan card, and his eyebrows suddenly became hot, as if something was attracting something inside the eyebrows.
"What's going on? What a strong sense of attraction, where did it come from? This is... it came from the auction table!" Yang Chen's face changed, the attraction became increasingly greater, and his eyebrows were almost on the verge of
It's about to crack.
Feeling that the attraction was coming from the auction table, Yang Chen looked at the auction table with a sudden pass. Sure enough, the attraction was indeed coming from the auction table, and it came from the nameless pen.
"What the hell is going on? Is this pen related to what's inside my eyebrows? That's a king-grade weapon, isn't he a waste?" Thinking of this, Yang Chen's heart was pounding, and his face was excited.
A blush appeared.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Yang Chen's face suddenly flushed, he seemed very excited. The charming woman's face turned red, and her heart beat violently: "This adult is really too impulsive, will he bend?
Use strong? If you use strong, I will forget about him."
"420,000!" At this moment, someone called out another price. The person who called out the price turned out to be Mosang. When he heard that it was Mosang's bid, the auction room suddenly became quiet.
"So it's Mosan!"
"He should be determined to win this thing!"
"That's right!"
Many people in the auction room started to talk about it. Mosang had bid, but I don’t know who would dare to compete with him. Sure enough, after Mosang made a bid, no one said anything again, and he thought he had given up.
"Forty-five thousand!"
The moment the voice came out, everyone's face changed. Someone paid 450,000 yuan? Who is this person? He dared to compete with Mosang for something, and he was so impatient to live!
Everyone looked at the VIP room. The VIP room was Yang Chen's, and he was the one who just called out 450,000. No one believed that Yang Chen didn't have 450,000 at all. He dared
I handed over 450,000.
"His grandma, I'll try it out. I can only see if those things are worth it. If they are not worth it, I will put the emblem of the Pojun Beast Hunting Group here. Anyway, I'm not at a loss. You can go find it when the time comes.
The corpse theory goes!" Yang Chen licked his dry lips. He spent a lot of money and risked his life to make the pen on the auction table.
When Mosang heard someone calling out 450,000, his face changed. Moko's face also changed. Someone in Zhuxian Town dared to challenge his father? How could this be possible?
"Come!"
Hearing Mosan's shout, a beautiful woman entered the VIP room and asked with a smile: "Mr. Mosan, do you need any help?"
"Who is the person who just called for the price? It seems that he is not from Zhuxian Town." Mosang had a smile on his face, making people unable to see his joy and anger.
"Mr. Mosang, that master is a member of the Pojun Beast Hunting Group." The charming woman answered respectfully.
"Pojun Beast Hunting Group!" Mosang and his son's faces changed. They could call the wind and rain in Zhuxian Town, but they could not compare with Pojun Beast Hunting Group.
"You go out..." Mosang took a deep breath, waved his hand, and signaled the charming woman to leave.
After the charming woman left, Mosang shook his head helplessly, "It seems that that thing has no choice but to be with us."
Mo Ke also looked helpless. If he had let him know that the so-called member of the Pojun Beast Hunting Group was Yang Chen, the person he called the waste, I wonder what kind of expression he would have?
"If no one bids, this nameless pen is the one who bids just now." Ye Lun's treacherous eyes swept across everyone in the auction room. When he saw that no one bids again, he smiled: "
OK, let's auction the next thing."
What is the next thing? It has nothing to do with Yang Chen anymore. He has already come to a room with the charming woman. This room is the place to collect the items obtained from the auction. If you don’t have money, hehe, you don’t have to leave.
Then, the Triad is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Yang Chen sat on the chair and waited for a while. Ye Lun finally came. Seeing Ye Lun's treacherous smile, Yang Chen felt very intimate. He felt like he was meeting his colleagues in a foreign land. Unfortunately, although this old man was cunning, he was not.
fraud.
"It's really beyond my expectations that sir." Ye Lun sat down opposite Yang Chen and said with a smile.
"Old sir, I have one thing to confess." Yang Chen smiled and said, "I don't have 500,000 yuan on me at all."
Ye Lun, who was originally smiling, had an instantly sank of murderous aura. Yang Chen suddenly felt the shocking murderous aura, not from Ye Lun, but outside the room.
"Haha, although I don't have money, I have other things on me. I believe I should buy that pen." Although Yang Chen was laughing, cold sweat broke out on his back.
"So that's it. I know how the people from the Pojun Beast Hunting Group could have no money." Ye Lun laughed again, but Yang Chen could no longer feel the kindness.
"Old guy, turning against each other is faster than turning over a book." After cursing secretly, Yang Chen smiled and said, "It should be more than enough to buy this thing, right?"
While talking and laughing, Yang Chen took out a piece of black paper from his arms. This piece of paper was obtained from a black box. Yang Chen didn't know the use of black paper. When he knew that this thing was absolutely extraordinary, he would
Don't know.
He deliberately said that buying an unnamed pen is more than enough to bet on the value of this thing. If even the old guy Ye Lun doesn't know what this thing is, then this thing is probably worth it. For auction houses like Ye Lun
For people, unknown things are often valuable.
If this thing is not valuable, Yang Chen can only mortgage the group emblem here. Of course, if he has no choice, he can still sell the storage bin, and he has already figured out a way out.
"Is this?" When Ye Lun saw the black paper, he widened his eyes, as if he had seen a beauty taking off his clothes.
"Absolutely valuable!" Yang Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Lun's expression.
"He is an orc hunter. Most of this thing was discovered by him by accident. It is absolutely impossible for him to make it." Ye Lun calmed down, looked at Yang Chen, and said with a smile: "800,000, I don't know if the adults think the price is.
how?"
"Eighty hundred thousand!" Yang Chen was shocked. The price really scared him. He still had two more pieces on him. If he sold them all, wouldn't it be 2.4 million?
Although Yang Chen was shocked, there was no change in his face. Instead, he hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Okay, although this thing is more than this price, but for your triad, I'm just eight.
I bought it for you one hundred thousand."
"I wonder if sir..."
Before Ye Lun finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Chen: "No more, only one."
Hearing Yang Chen's words, Ye Lun's face was obviously a little disappointed.
"By the way, you should have medicinal materials here, right?" Yang Chen smiled again and asked, "If there is, you don't need to return the remaining money to me. I need these medicinal materials."
Give Ye Lun a note with the names of more than ten kinds of medicinal herbs written on it.