The boss of Jianbao Pavilion wanted to stand up and scold Ye Bai, but he couldn't do that. He also hid his identity to bid. If someone saw through his identity, it would cause a lot of trouble. These troubles are
What he tried his best to avoid.
But the boss of Jianbao Pavilion didn't know that when he was raising the price, a middle-aged man in a private room upstairs was looking at him askance: "Song Lang, you are really good at calculating.
You don’t want to tell me what happened. I want to auction the things alone and take them back to honor the senior officials of the sect.” This middle-aged man’s status in Jinyang City is also not low. Like Song Lang, the owner of the Jianbao Pavilion, he is also a swordsman.
The strong man sent by the sect to manage the industry here is named Guo Yang. However, he rarely shows up and is often in retreat.
Today he just happened to come out of seclusion. He originally just wanted to inspect the auction house to see how it was going, but unexpectedly he discovered the matter of the Ten Thousand Years Goblin Grass. This also made him think more and did not tell Song Lan that he was in seclusion.
After coming out, Guo Yang also wanted to see what the other party was planning, and now he naturally saw through Song Lang's mind.
"But is it really that easy for you to get this Ten Thousand Years Goblin Grass?" Guo Yang looked at Song Lang with a slightly cold expression. The two of them had been fighting, but no one could do anything to the other. If they were really killed today
After Song Lang got the Ten Thousand Years Goblin Grass, his status in the sect will naturally be higher than that of Guo Yang. Naturally, Guo Yang would not be happy to see such a thing.
"Two thousand five hundred pieces of top-quality spiritual stones." Guo Yang sat down and shouted outside. When he heard this voice, Song Lang's expression below changed: "Why did this guy come out of seclusion?" Hearing Guo Yang's words
With a bad voice, Song Lang naturally understood that the other party knew what he was thinking, and he began to make calculations in his mind.
Ye Bai raised his eyes and looked at the private room where the price was being bid. He smiled slightly and shouted again: "Two thousand eight hundred pieces of top quality spiritual stone."
Guo Yang in the private room was startled by Ye Bai's bidding. He originally thought it would be Song Lang bidding, but he didn't expect it to be a boy. His consciousness scanned Ye Bai's body and realized that Ye Bai was just
After cultivating in the early stage of becoming a god, Guo Yang showed a puzzled look: "Is he a young master from some kind of force?" There are many people in the world of cultivation who can pay this price for 2,800 top-quality spiritual stones.
But those are some old monsters. As young as Ye Bai, he can easily shout out the price of 2,800 yuan for the best spiritual stone. Guo Yang can't think of anything except that Ye Bai is a young master of some big force.
Others are possible.
Should he continue bidding? Guo Yang was caught in a dilemma for a while. If Ye Bai was really the son of a powerful force, he would not be able to reap the benefits if he offended him. But if he did not continue bidding, Guo Yang would
Not willing to give in.
On the other side, Song Lang was similar to Guo Yang, but he didn't care about Ye Bai, but about Guo Yang. He was afraid that if he continued to shout and Guo Yang kept shouting, Ye Bai would be the winner in the end.
But when he saw that the two of them had stopped bidding, Ye Bai was stunned. He wouldn't have shot himself in the foot, right? After selling things by himself for a long time, he had to buy them back again, and he had to pay in the middle.
Isn’t he crazy about the high auction fees at the auction house?
Looking at Song Lang not far away, and then at the private room above, Ye Bai hoped to hear them shouting prices again at this moment, but unfortunately, both of them fell into silence.
When the host on the auction stage saw that no one was bidding, he started shouting as a reminder: "Two thousand eight hundred yuan for the best spiritual stone is the first time."
After a pause, when no one was bidding, the host shouted again: "Two thousand eight hundred yuan for the best spiritual stone for the second time."
Hearing this voice, Ye Bai almost cried without tears. Can't these guys know the goods better? Can this thousand-year-old goblin grass be bought with this little money? Will you die if you bid twice more?
"Two thousand eight hundred pieces of the best spirit stones." Just when Ye Bai was completely speechless, a voice suddenly rang from the corner of the auction house: "Three thousand pieces of the best spirit stones."
Hearing this voice, Ye Bai fell in love with that person. Finally, someone made a bid. However, after recalling the voice for a moment, Ye Bai felt that it was familiar. He seemed to have heard it before. He turned around and saw the bidding.
The person turned out to be Russell, the owner of Zuixianlou.
"Sure enough, this guy is not as simple as the owner of a small restaurant. Three thousand top-quality spiritual stones are not something that the owner of a restaurant can afford." When Ye Bai looked at Russell, Russell actually looked at him as well.
He looked over, and Russell smiled slightly when the two looked at each other. That smile seemed to tell Ye Bai that he recognized him.
Although Ye Bai's disguise is very special, it does not have much effect on some masters who are much better than Ye Bai himself. Russell didn't care when he recognized Ye Bai, because it could indirectly confirm him.
The thing is, Russell's strength is absolutely terrifying.
Ye Bai did not continue to bid after Russell made the bid. Firstly, Ye Bai did not dare to continue bidding. Secondly, it would be much better for this thing to fall into Russell's hands than into Jian Zong's hands.
After Russell raised the price, no one in the auction house continued to raise the price. Three thousand top-quality spiritual stones were simply an astronomical figure for countless people. As for the three people who could raise the price, they were all gone now.
Thoughts, in the end this ten thousand-year-old goblin grass was auctioned off by Russell.
The last auction item has been completed, and this auction can naturally be regarded as a complete success. However, just when Ye Bai was about to leave, Song Lang came to Ye Bai: "Kid,
You seem to be acting a little against the rules." At this moment, Song Lang had returned to his true self.
Looking at Song Lang, Ye Bai smiled faintly: "Then is it in line with the rules?" Ye Bai asked back, but after saying that, Ye Bai suddenly shouted loudly: "Boss of Jianbao Pavilion"
Going to kill someone."
This shout immediately made countless people look over. When they saw that the boss of Jianbao Pavilion actually appeared here, many people were slightly stunned. Looking at Ye Bai and Song Lang, everyone was stunned.
He showed a puzzled look.
Song Lang was also stunned by Ye Bai's voice. When he saw everyone around him looking at him, Song Lang laughed: "Misunderstanding, I was joking with you." Song Lang said.
He was also ready to pat Ye Bai on the shoulder.
Who knew that Ye Bai suddenly took a step back and looked at Song Lang with a horrified look on his face: "Don't come over, I won't give in to you. Even if you are from the Sword Sect, you can't destroy me." Ye Bai
Just like a good little daughter-in-law, she is wary of perverts.
As soon as these words came out, many people looked at Song Lang a little strangely. They never expected that the administrator sent by Jian Zong to Jinyang City was actually responsible for Beibei Mountain, and even if you were responsible for Beibei Mountain
Now, can't you have some taste? Many people looked at Song Lang with disdain.
There is no way, who makes the dark and thin man that Ye Bai is now disguised as looks so... This is simply a waste created by God. I guarantee you won't want to look at it a second time after taking one look.
The kind that might make you vomit immediately at the second glance.
Song Lang was slightly stunned at first, and then looked around. After realizing that everyone around him was looking at him with contempt, Song Lang almost killed him. This guy really dared to say anything.
Yes, it doesn't matter what you say, isn't this going to kill me?
The murderous intention in his body began to surge around, and Ye Bai shouted directly under this powerful murderous intention: "Jianzong is so bullying. If you don't get people, you will kill them. So
How can monks like us coexist with such tyrannical behavior?" What Ye Bai said made him burst into tears. Just hearing his words might make him treat the people of the Sword Sect as heinous people.
Not far away, Russell Ren was sitting in the corner and looked at Ye Bai with a smile. He didn't expect that Ye Bai would come like this. At this moment, Russell was a little bit dumbfounded. If he were put in Song Lang's position, he might be directly killed.
Ye Bai was so angry at these words.
"This guy is really interesting." Russell suddenly realized that he was not only interested in Ye Bai's Maotai liquor, but also in Ye Bai.
Song Lang looked around angrily: "Everyone, please leave the auction house immediately." The powerful aura belonging to the powerful men in the Kongming period also suppressed the auction house.
Although she despises Song Lang, there are still not many people here who dare to resist his strength. Even those strong men at the same level as her are unwilling to argue with him when considering the Sword Sect behind him.
, for a while everyone who was watching the excitement left the auction house one after another. Looking at the backs of those hurriedly leaving, Ye Bai just curled his lips, it seemed that violence would have to be used in the end.
Soon, apart from the people from the Sword Sect, only Ye Bai and Russell were left in the auction house. Russell was sitting in his previous seat looking at Ye Bai and Song Lang with a faint smile.
Ye Bai and Song Lang naturally discovered Russell's existence. Ye Bai didn't care, but Song Lang was unhappy: "Russell, what do you mean? Do you want to interfere?" Although he couldn't see through Russell, he thought of it.
Behind him was Jian Zong, and Song Lang was not very polite when he spoke.
Russell's smiling expression changed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light suddenly appeared in the slit in his eyes: "Song Lang, you'd better know that if some people offend you, even the Sword Sect behind you can't protect you."
In normal times, Song Lang might have considered Russell's words, but now, Song Lang was already half crazy because of Ye Bai's anger. Russell's words only added fuel to the fire for him. Looking at Russell's words, Song Lang
He said in a bad tone: "If you want your Zuixian Tower to turn into a pile of ruins tomorrow, then you can try."
