As Aokiji's words fell, in Su Yan's eyes, it was no longer a broken weapon, but a barrier to his own immortal, a supreme merit.

No matter how expensive it is, it will be auctioned off.

Even Su Yan could imagine what kind of heart he would die after losing his hometown and the weapons he had accompanied for thousands of years in Su Yan's mind at this moment. If he were here today, he would be so heartbroken that his weapons would be treated like rags and become the target of others' bidding.

I really hope he is still alive!

At this moment, the battle halberd below had been called to be sold at 200,000 yuan. Su Yan suddenly stood up: "300,000 yuan!" Su Yan increased the price by one hundred thousand yuan!

This sound made the sound of the lower part stop suddenly. This was too fierce. It was all added up to 10,000 yuan, and I have never seen one that was directly 100,000 yuan.

In the private room, everyone who was talking and laughing was also shocked by Su Yan's sudden shouts. Ling Yu came quickly and covered Su Yan's mouth.

"What are you shouting?" Ling Yu was so angry that his whole body was trembling. The sect leader Lu Beixuan looked extremely ugly. Anyone with discerning eyes knew that it was just a useless scrap iron. What do you want it to do?

Three hundred thousand, I will give you inner disciples a month a subsidy of one thousand divine source. Now, you have already withdrawn your subsidy for the next thirty years in advance.

Su Yan turned around and looked at the quiet atmosphere that was extremely depressed and An Yingying, who was gloating, and suddenly rolled her eyes.

"What's wrong with everyone? You all shouted. Senior Sister An and Senior Brother Duan can shout. I want to shout too. Don't worry, I will continue to increase the price," Su Yan laughed.

"300,000 once, 300,000 twice, 300,000 three times! Well, this halberd will return to the private room No. 97." With the sound of the hammer below falling on the stage, the private room became even quieter.

Lu Beixuan's face was even more thrusting.

"Well, this is a pitfall. This old man doesn't play by the way. Why do you say that there are people who increase the price? If I say that there is no one?" Su Yan looked very innocent.

"Old Seven!" Lu Beixuan was really angry and called Ling Yu directly. Ling Yu looked at Su Yan with a regret. When he opened his mouth, the 300,000 gods were drifting away, and he didn't even hear any sound. He spent 300,000 gods to buy a scrap iron and prepare to rebuild it?

Su Yan lowered his head at this moment, his index fingers touched each other, and whispered: "I was wrong."

"Very good, Su Yan, remember to keep it safe. When I come to you next time, we will go to him. If we can't find it, we will go to the Xinlong Domain and the specific matters on the True Realm. On the way, you have to talk to me carefully. I need to know everything." Aokiji's voice sounded.

"Understand, wait a moment, senior, do you know Doubu and Fengbu?" Su Yan seemed to feel Aokiji's voice was about to dissipate, and he hurriedly said.

"I know!" Aokiji's voice sounded, and Su Yan was surprised, but he might not have heard the pain in Aokiji's voice.

Su Yan raised his head, and the waiter next to him gradually became normal, and he seemed to be a little puzzled, not knowing what had happened, but he seemed to have heard of what was auctioned, so he had to hurriedly record it.

"Take him out!" Lu Beixuan directly issued a order to expel Su Yan. It seemed that he was really angry this time. Su Yan also widened his eyes. I'll go, is it 300,000? There are two days left for the auction. I'll leave the market halfway?

"Master, I don't have that much money," Su Yan whispered. Since it was confirmed that someone had auctioned the private room below, even if you shouted out ten million, you have to abide by the rules and get it all together.

Lu Beixuan stopped talking, and Su Yan bowed: "The master of the sect, it is the disciple Meng Lang. For this loss, all the disciples' resources will be deducted from the future. In the future, the disciples will definitely be responsible for their own family and will not bother with any cultivation resources of the sect. After this, the disciples have gained some experience. Please ask the master to atone for their sins!" Su Yan knelt down on one knee.

"Su Yan, you-" Ling Yu wanted to help him, but...

Lu Beixuan looked at Su Yan and sighed: "Don't participate in the next auction again. All monthly subsidies will be deducted in the next thirty years. I hope you can remember this lesson."

"Thank you, the disciple was wrong!" Su Yan looked grateful, but in fact he didn't agree with it. It was just 300,000 yuan. You think he really couldn't afford it, and he was half price. In other words, only 150,000 yuan was needed. I went out and borrowed it from Huode and the others.

You know, I have 100,000 entrusted to Panlong Guild every month. At worst, I can deduct it from there. The reason I ask the sect to pay is because I always feel that I have suffered a loss this time, two million. I will give me 300,000 later and give it to the other party 150,000, and I will earn 150,000.

Another thing is to make the last bet with An Yingying. The six generations of ancient spirits and blood, plus the fifty thousand divine sources, may be able to go further.

Su Yan was grateful. An Yingying, who was originally gloating, suddenly thought of something and hurriedly stood up to stop: "Sect Master, you can't!"

"Huh?" Everyone looked at An Yingying, and An Yingying's face turned red. If she gave it, her essence and blood would be gone. That would be too unfair. For Su Yan, she was defeated again, how could she be willing to do so?

"Sister An, are you really going to kill me? Everyone is a fellow disciple at least. How can you not remember the feelings of fellow disciples? I kept calling your fellow disciples, how could you be so cruel?

Moreover, I have already shouted, which means the private room No. 97, and the identity of our top demon spirit master. It is too late to repent. I have paid thirty years of punishment for my behavior. I don’t have that much money. Moreover, people are watching, don’t underestimate our Fire God Sect!” Su Yan didn’t give An Yingying any more chance to speak, and pointed to the waiter standing next to him.

The waiter looked at everyone. Lu Beixuan was also a person who loved face. After holding down his storage bag for a while, he directly put 300,000 god sources into a small bag and threw it to Su Yan.

"Yingying, sit down, don't let people look down on our sect. It's just 300,000, we can still afford it." Lu Beixuan said.

"I--" An Yingying's tears rolled in her eyes, and she had nowhere to say the grievances in her heart. Now she only regrets why she bet with this despicable and shameless person.

Duan Qingfeng also sighed softly, got up and pulled An Yingying to sit down, but looked at Su Yan and admired him in his heart.

Because when he was betting in the sect, he said that he would ask the sect to pay for him. In other words, the call for filming just now was not intentional, but that he had planned it long ago, but there was nothing he could do.
Chapter completed!