Gu Yunxi had no feelings about Tang Wenlu's coming. He was nestled in the room and watched the numbers on the projection beating, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. It was really strange.
Is it strange?
Maybe it's strange.
Dongdong!
The sound of knocking on the door sounded, and Gu Yunxi sat up straight and signaled the servant over there to go and open the door to see who was outside.
It's okay now, and Gu Yunxi did not participate in the auction of the picture scroll [Fantasy Night]. The servant was so happy that he walked around and went over to open the door.
The moment I opened the door, the servant was stunned when I saw the person outside.
"Master Tang?"
The servant swallowed a mouthful of water, and his heart beat loudly.
It's over. Tang Wenlu saw this scene. What should I do?
Fortunately, the person Tang Wenlu is paying more attention to now is Gu Yunxi, who has not devoted more to such a servant.
"Manager Gu, something seems to be wrong. Did you notice? It seems that someone was pushing away at the auction!"
Speaking of this, Tang Wenlu was still scared.
Why did you realize this at this time?
What did you do before?
Hearing Tang Wenlu's words, Gu Yunxi suddenly looked up, and the light of a fellow-minded person flashed in his pupils.
It seems that Gu Yunxi was still confused about this matter in his heart.
Perhaps it was because of the appearance of the scroll [Fantasy Night], or perhaps because of the previous major formations, this auction far exceeded the expected situation. In this way, the end of the auction has not yet arrived.
So popular and so powerful, it directly raised the level of the auction.
Even if such an auction is held in the city of the Daqian Empire, it will be very popular.
But, if you are a sword, you will feel that such a place is not worthy of such momentum. It is a very strange idea, but this is the reality.
"Tang Wenlu! Do you know what you are talking about? You are the head of Wanbao Pavilion. Others can doubt this matter, but you can't. You represent the entire Wanbao Pavilion."
Gu Yunxi took a deep breath and stood up and pinched Tang Wenlu's shoulder with both hands.
Saying such words proves that Gu Yunxi is very clear about what Tang Wenlu is saying, but because of Tang Wenlu's identity, such words become taboo.
At least it shouldn't be said from Tang Wenlu's mouth. Such a gap is really unimaginable.
"Gu Yunxi, I have reached this point. Even if I want to say something, no one will care about me. But since you say that, do you think something is wrong? It's so wrong, you said Mrs. Baoyin is in her heart.
What are you thinking about?"
Tang Wenlu shook his head, reached out to grab Gu Yunxi's hand, pressed Gu Yunxi's shoulder again, and sat down with Gu Yunxi.
As for the servant?
After Tang Wenlu came in, the servant closed the door and stood quietly by the side without saying a word, so as not to lose face to him alone.
However, judging from the communication between Tang Wenlu and Gu Yunxi, this servant didn't understand at all.
What's wrong?
Isn’t it a good thing to be in full swing?
It's really strange.
"Originally, your auction was difficult and it was difficult to make substantial changes. But the old dean helped him and suddenly escorted the auction items. Everything seemed to be a pusher. Surviving in a desperate situation, the so-called
Adversity, then the auction should be geography. But if this was the situation they had expected, would their heads be too perverted?"
Gu Yunxi sat down, his shoulders drooped, and he said nothing, but he didn't hide it.
These words are what Tang Wenlu wants to hear.
"Yes, it's so weird that it's so smooth,
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It seemed so confused."
Tang Wenlu also shook his head, saying these words were not exciting.
But the auction matter...
Or, leave the mustard seed space and take a look at the current sword capital?
Unconsciously, this kind of thought came to Tang Wenlu's mind.
Moreover, the essence of this idea is becoming more and more obvious, and I really want to say it in front of Gu Yunxi.
"You can't say that. What if Mrs. Baoyin has any expectations for such a situation? Maybe it's a big show to catch a turtle in a jar."
Gu Yunxi didn't want to think things were so bad. If it was so bad, Jiandu's situation would have been unbearable.
Then, how will the entire sword exist?
This is a difficult problem, I just hope that someone can hold on.
"Big drama? I'm afraid we're all people in the drama!"
"I came here just to ask you if you want to go out with me? If I'm not sure about the situation outside, I'm always upset."
Tang Wenlu still insisted on his own ideas. Before the ending of the painting [Fantasy Night] was decided, he had already set the time for him to come.
Go and see what happened in Jiandu?
But after seeing that, if you really do what you think, what will you do then?
Tang Wenlu didn't expect that such a long time ago. As long as he made sure, there would always be a way for the rest.
When Gu Yunxi heard Tang Wenlu's words, he was also helpless. Tang Wenlu had such a temperament. If he was uncertain, he would not want to say anything empty words.
However, if you go out of the mustard seed space, Mrs. Baoyin will definitely be able to detect that the people from the Dark Pavilion are involved and are still seen by Mrs. Baoyin coming down from above, and they always feel a little embarrassed.
In this case, did Tang Wenlu have no idea at all?
It’s not that there is no, but if it is the current situation, Tang Wenlu is even more worried about the situation in Jiandu.
"Okay! I understand, I'll go with you. Once we've confirmed the situation in Jiandu, we'll come back soon."
Gu Yunxi curled his lips, there was really no way to face Tang Wenlu.
What can I do now?
I can only agree.
"I knew you would definitely be with me. Over the years, there was no pressure on these things."
Tang Wenlu was relaxed all the time, but fortunately Gu Yunxi agreed to this matter.
They were budgeting for what time to go out, and did not pay attention to the auction process of the painting [Fantasy Night].
The process seems to be of little significance to the current auction process.
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After all, the scroll [Fantasy Night] eliminates the role of imprisonment, ignores the realm, ignores secret techniques and formations, and will be absorbed as long as you need it.
Is there really a forbidden array on it?
This is really a difficult thing to explain.
In the private room, Xiao Shengtian lowered his eyes and tapped his fingers on the table. The servant had not yet sounded the bell for the price.
At this time, Xiao Shengtian was also a little doubted whether to continue to follow the price.
Although there are instructions above, this kind of instructions does not seem to be decisive. There are many buyers from the six parties, and it is probably difficult to get a competition in financial resources and background competitions.
In this case, if you choose to give up your bidding rights, it seems that you can escape from the game and see a wider world.
Dong!
Dong!
The sound of knocking on the table kept ringing, and the others looked at each other, but they didn't know what was wrong with Xiao Shengtian now.
Could it be that the boss finally figured it out?
To give up bidding?
Gudong!
There was one or two people swallowing their saliva, and they were irrepressible excitement.
call!
Xiao Shengtian breathed out, shook his head at the servant, and gave up the auction.
At this point, the Xiaohe Mercenary Group withdrew from the scroll [Fantasy Night]
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Bidding.
When Xiao Shengtian withdrew from the auction, the auction price of Huashu [Fantasy Night] had reached 480 million!
Tsk, it's so scary. In this round, this thing will exceed 500 million.
Five hundred million?
Do they still think the picture scroll [Fantasy Night] is worth the price?
Especially when many people only know Mr. Xiaoyue but do not know the imprisonment effect of the scroll itself, will 500 million become a roadblock?
However, what we should really worry about is that Sang Wuyan and Zihe Taoist people, such as Xue Wuyi and Sang Wuyan, Xia Ming should not worry about anything.
These three people almost engraved the word Huan Ye on their foreheads. I really don’t know where I have such a big obsession.
Zihe Dao is a man, quiet and quiet, just like the price and the home. If you don’t talk, you don’t talk. It’s a very strange person, but you don’t know where to start.
However, Sang Wuyan was directly attracted by the scroll itself, but if he encountered something else, the sucked mind would come back in an instant and be very solid.
People from the Sang family are in love with mountains and rivers? Degenerate?
Who knows what happened to Sang Wuyan?
However, these two people have not given up on the idea of painting [Fantasy Night] for a short time.
Therefore, in one round, the auction price directly exceeded 500 million!
Five hundred million!
Good guy, the auction price has become 500 million, which is a bit too exaggerated.
This number is simply the income of the Lin family in Jiandu for two or even three years, not to mention the income is not enough. The Lin family clinic has become a existence tied to the Lin family, which is similar to the money-making cave.
A scroll of pictures, full of stars, and the struggling white figures, can be worth 500 million!
In this world, can people really not understand the sorrows and joys of people?
Suddenly I felt a little bit emotional, but I didn't know what else I could say.
There was no one among the few people who could talk, except for the servants, it seemed that there was no one else.
However, the situation between Xia Ming and Xue Wuyi is different.
Xue Wuyi is still angry now. Lin Ze speaks too much, as if he has persisted for so many years is completely meaningless.
So what is he insisting on?
Tang Wenlu also left the room, and couldn't find anyone to speak and comfort him.
On Xia Ming's side, even if Xia Ming wanted to say something, Luo Bai would not go back and forth with Xia Ming at this time. He kept his eyes closed, as if he was thinking about something.
Xia Ming looked at Luo Bai's face and then looked at the numbers on the projection.
Tsk!
It's still extremely difficult.
The 500 million figure may be used to it in some cities with a sense of existence in the Daqian Empire, but if you ask the Sword Dynasty and the Hundred Teachings, it is a bit higher.
It’s not that there is no, but it will appear less frequently and there will be fewer auction items that match it.
Xia Ming felt that even if Luo Bai said, this thing would not be so likely to fall into his hands. This time, he was a failure and always had a little luck.
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"There is no need to follow the price next."
It was the first time that the Zihe Daoist spoke, and he left the auction as soon as he spoke?
In a short period of time, how did the Zihe Taoist people get to this point?
What did the Zihe Dao Ren think of? He actually gave up the auction opportunity?
I had originally looked at the calm appearance of the Zihe Daoist, and I thought the Zihe Daoist would persevere until the end, but I didn't expect to give up halfway.
It is still difficult to understand the thoughts of Zihe Taoist people.
Is it because of 500 million?
Or is it because of something else?
I always feel that the matter here is not that simple.
Why did you withdraw from the auction?
The Zihe Taoist people are a little different from Xiao Shengtian. They withdraw beyond expectations, and in fact it is difficult for people to think about.