Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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In the early morning, the gentle sun flooded the whole dark black market.

A new day of auctions has begun. Every attic has people coming out, and people are coming from all directions and heading towards the Hidden Dragon Pavilion at the center.

"Would you like it?" Before going out, Xiong Er pulled out a voice-changing pill and Yi Rong pill from the crotch and handed it to Ye Chen.

Glancing at Xiong Er's crotch, Ye Chen coughed, "You can eat it!"

Then, he took out a wolf-head mask from the storage bag, covered his face, and wanted to eat the pill that Xiong Er had pulled out of his crotch. How could he say that he really couldn't get out of his mouth.

"Don't eat and pull down." Xiong Er disagreed and shoved the two pills into his mouth.

Soon, his appearance changed dramatically, and he became a fat old man with a small beard in his jaw, which was a little lower, and he didn't look like an old man.

With the flow of people, the two came to the Tibetan Dragon Pavilion again.

It is still the most corner of the place. The two of them sat down and ate, while still not forgetting the entrance of Hidden Dragon Pavilion.

The dwellings of the big families of Dachu came in, and they didn't budge. Especially the families with grievances, one with a calm face, seemed to be struggling to compete at this auction.

The San Zong people then arrived, and the Bloodthirsty Palace was still the finale.

Ye Chen saw Wu Changqing. His old face was really gloomy and could not be gloomy again. He lost his face yesterday and became the biggest laughingstock here. After letting him go back, he became furious and threatened to knock Ye Chen alive.

"Don't be arrogant, don't let you bleed again today." A glance at Wu Changqing gave Ye Chen a sneer.

"You must be honest today." Xiong Er shouted, while shoving something in his mouth, "Be careful to overturn the boat in the gutter, then Wu Changqing is not so provocative."

"know."

Silhouettes spurred, each in place.

Everyone's eyes were on the front stage.

Yesterday all the artifacts were auctioned, and today the mysterious mystery was auctioned, which is the usual rule of the underworld.

"I don't know if I can take a secret method this time." The auction has not really started yet, and the convenience is already a matter of discussion.

"I heard that the mysteries of this auction are extraordinary!"

"What's extraordinary is not ours."

In the debate, Yang Ge, the host of the auction, has stepped onto the stage and looked around, and then he said, "The auction, start."

After that, he had turned out a scroll and turned his eyes into a flash.

"Yiyang refers." Yangge veteran that scroll is suspended in mid-air, and did not forget to introduce this mystery, "refining the true qi, gathering one finger, is called a yang, and the Taoist of the fire attribute can consider Bid. "

"The reserve price is 50,000 yuan, and the auction will start now."

"60,000." As soon as Yangge's old words fell, someone was holding a sign below.

"My Qi family has 200,000." The second bid was a gray elder from the Qi family in southern Xinjiang.

This arrogant and incomprehensible, lying leisurely on the seat, his look was even more fun. He raised the price of 140,000 spirit stones at a stretch, so that the people who were preparing to bid, sat back consciously, This includes Bear II.

"You shit, I still want to participate?" Xiong Er scolded him forever.

"Cultivation of the family is rich in wealth." Ye Chen aside, his face sighed.

"Twenty-one thousand." Another person raised the price below, and the bidder was a middle-aged beautiful woman in a red robe in the Beichuan family.

The same family, this Wang family is not weaker than Qi family, to a certain extent better than Qi family, the middle-aged beautiful woman also seems to see the extraordinaryness of that yang finger, do not want to easily give to Qi family.

"Twenty-five thousand yuan." After the Wang family, the Situ family of Xishu also participated in the price increase in one breath.

"Three hundred thousand." Dongyue's Shangguan family pushed the auction of a yang finger to a climax.

"Three thousand and one thousand."

"Thirty-five thousand."

The major families of Da Chu practiced bidding. In less than a minute, the price of this male finger reached a high price of 500,000 yuan, making a helpless look for the casual repairers.

"Nothing." Xiong Er lay on the seat like a dead pig.

"It's really a bunch of beasts." Ye Chen also became embarrassed. His aura is right up to the yang, and it is suitable to practice that yang finger. However, he is so shy, he feels helpless.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand." But the next voice made Xiong Er and Ye Chen's eyes light up again, because the second uncle of Xiong Er was the bidder.

"There is a play, there is a play." Xiong Er rubbed his small hands, his two small eyes focused, staring at a solid figure in front of him.

He did not expect that their Xiong family also participated in the auction, and they shot generously, and pressed all the families on the scene. In this way, he could learn a Yang finger without spending money.

Similarly, Ye Chen rubbed his hands, and it was not impossible to learn this yang finger based on his friendship with Xiong Er.

On the second floor, the elders of the Qi family were gloomy. Looking at the second uncle of Xiong Er, he said coldly, "Xiong Dashan, you are so brave."

"If you have one, add it!" Xiong Dashan was strong, and Qi Jiaqi, who was whispering in a word, sighed.

"Your Xiong family has resentment with Qi family?" From the words of Xiong Dashan and Qi's parents, Ye Chen caught some clues and couldn't help looking at Xiong Er aside.

"Of course there is resentment," Xiong Er shouted, scolding, "The two of us have forged a beam from my grandpa's generation, because of a natural spiritual stone mine, there is not much to do on weekdays."

"What do you mean!"

"Five hundred and fifty thousand, is anyone still raising the price?" On the stage, Yangge Lao glanced at Qijia Yajian, and looked down again.

After all, San Zong and Bloodthirsty Hall did not participate in the auction, which made Ye Chen and Xiong Er relieved.

lb!

On the stage, Yangge Lao has finally decided.

After receiving the yang finger scroll, Yang Ge turned his hands and took out a jade bamboo slip. On the jade bamboo slip, three big characters were clearly written: Ling Yunbu.

"Shenshu Xuanshu, Ling Yunbu, thirty thousand, starting." Yangge said casually.

Compared with that yang finger, this Ling Yunbu obviously has a lower grade, but it can't stop the robbers of the people, because this is the mystery of the Tianxuanmen auction.

"fifty thousand."

"I have 70,000."

"One hundred thousand."

Ling Yunbu's auction was still quite hot, but compared to the auction of the yang finger, it was still a lot worse. Finally, a man in a black robe took the hand for 130,000.

The auction continues.

Yangge Lao constantly took out the mystery of mystery, and each one will cause a lot of noise in the Tibetan Dragon Pavilion. The auction is also climaxing. The competition among the great families, the three ancestors, the bloodthirsty palace and the hidden world is fierce.

During this period, Ye Chen and Xiong Er also made several shots, but they were too upset by the price of that day.

"I can see it, this **** is a group of beasts." Xiong Er lay on the table, scolding him forever.

"They are all wealthy masters." Ye Chen also became frustrated after being frustrated repeatedly. The spirit in the storage bag made him embarrassed to speak again. Every time he shot, it was not enough to plug his teeth. Child's.

"Tianyou club, Taoist friends of spiritual masters can consider." On the stage, Yangge Lao has taken out a step scroll. "The reserve price is 30,000, and the price increase must not be less than one thousand spirit stones. Starting auction now. . "

"Staff?" Ye Chen, who was on the table, lifted his head and looked at the stage with his eyes bright.

"You don't practice stick sticks anymore, you're excited!" Xiong Er glanced at Ye Chen.

"I do n’t need it, Huwa can use it!"