The auction house was in silence, and Chu Ze was about to shout for a break from the auction.

But a female voice sounded: "Hey, this fellow Taoist, this is so strange to me. I just used 150,000 yuan of spirit stones to buy the young master's seal of the young master of Hua Shaozhu."

When I heard this in the field, there was a boo. Who would believe that 150,000 or one spirit stone could buy a young master's seal? Everyone knows Wan Shuang's character.

Many people, despite Wan Shuang's strength, actually asked Wan Shuang to show evidence. In Room No. 3, Hua Qian's face was already ashen.

Wan Shuang smirked and slowly walked out of the room. A seal appeared in her hand, shining with green light, injecting spiritual energy. The young master of Baihua Sect, and the numbers appeared in the air, and the whole place was silent.

Seeing the silence in the field, Wan Shuang walked to the fence and bowed to Room No. 17: "It's all my fault that the Master Hua Shao has the extra tens of thousands of spirit stones, which has caused trouble for fellow Taoists. I apologize to fellow Taoists, and take photos with fellow Taoists, and add 150,000 spirit stones to fellow Taoists!"

Chu Ze was angry after Hua Qian deliberately raised the price, but when he heard Wan Shuang's words, he raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Wan Shuang had such a move.

This is to pull Chuze onto this pirate ship from Wanbao Pavilion, but this pirate ship is probably going to have to go on. Just as Chuze was thinking about whether Wanshuang was reliable.

Hua Qian could no longer bear it, so he rushed out of the room and roared at Chu Ze's room: "There is no regulations in this auction that can be combined. If you have the surname Mo, it is not easy to practice Taoism, so be careful!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Ze's expression changed. His initial fear of the Baihua Sect completely disappeared. The young sect leader Hua Qian was indiscriminate and could not afford Wan Shuang and Wanbao Pavilion.

He forced Chu Ze several times and Chu Ze was furious. No matter what his intention was, since he had already spoken, he would be an ally, so why bother to be an ally!

Chu Ze ignored Hua Qian and asked Chen Rufeng: "Master Chen Xing, I don't know if it is prohibited for joint auctions in Beiling Auction House?"

As soon as this said, Wan Shuang smiled quietly, her eyes flowed, and she looked at Chen Rufeng, and Hua Qian looked even more hopeful, and Chu Ze also left the door and looked at Chen Rufeng calmly.

At this moment, Chen Rufeng was like a thorn in his back, thinking for a long time. He weighed the pros and cons of everything here, and with the addition of Wanbao Pavilion, even Chen Rufeng had to be very cautious.

Chen Rufeng was naturally displeased with the Baihua Sect. People from this sect colluded with the Tyrannosaurus Mercenary Group in the market. Under the banner of the Northern Yuan Sect, they kept pretending to be powerful and acted wildly.

But no matter what, the Baihua Sect is a Youmeng under the Beiyuan Sect after all, and the Wanbao Pavilion, as a black market, overlaps with the Beiling Auction House, and Chen Rufeng and Wanshuang are even more arch-rivaled rivals.

This time, another 150,000 spirit stone was used to humiliate Hua Qian...

But they are all in the auction industry. All the rules in the venue understand that there is no regulation for this auction that is not allowed to be combined. If Baihua Sect is humiliated, the regulations will be changed and the situation of Beiling Auction House will be placed.

Chen Rufeng thought about it over and over again, and thought of the side where he was in the inner sect's struggle, and he felt secretly calm.

Without looking at Hua Qian again, Chen Rufeng said to Chu Zelang: "This guest, there is no prohibition on co-production at this auction. If the two guests need to co-production, just discuss it yourself. My Beiling Auction House is just providing a platform."

Hearing this, Chu Ze chuckled, walked to Wan Shuang, patted Wan Shuang on the shoulder, and said coldly: "Wan Pavilion Collar, then let's take a photo together."

Wan Shuang ignored Chu Ze's displeasure, as if she was powerless, she gently pulled Chu Ze's hand away, but in fact she implicitly contained the power of soul-condensing and suddenly fell into Chu Ze's arms.

With a simple hand, Wan Shuang stuffed 150,000 spirit stones into Chu Zehuai, feeling that Chu Ze was about to push him away, and then suddenly left Chu Zehuai, as if he was pushed away by Chu Ze.

Leaving Chu Ze's arms, Wan Shuang gasped: "This fellow Taoist is so merciful. He actually acted like this in broad daylight, but he scared me, hell..."

After saying that, Wan Shuang seemed to be really scared, patted her chest, walked back to room No. 2, leaving Chu Ze with a wry smile, holding a space ring in a daze.

Chu Ze's soul was swept by a ball of red mist at this moment. Under the erosion of this pink mist, Chu Ze felt about to faint, when the red mist reached outside the chaotic space.

The chaotic space suddenly showed its power, swallowing the fog, Chu Ze woke up instantly, and his eyes were clear.

Chu Ze snorted coldly, looking at Wan Shuang's gaze was also scared, and he thought to himself that he had been deceived by this woman's appearance, but he didn't expect that Wan Shuang's charming skills were so good.

Wan Shuang, who entered the room, had a surprise flashed in her eyes. She was also surprised at Chu Ze's struggle so quickly. She smiled softly at Chu Ze, and a fragrant wind blew.

Chen Rufeng below looked at the situation and knew Wan Shuang very well. How could he not know that Chu Ze was caught? He was about to cough lightly when he found Chu Ze sober and asked, "I wonder if the customer can bid?"

Chu Ze lowered his head and apologized, saying loudly: "I bid for two hundred and forty-five thousand and one spirit stone!"

Room No. 3 was silent. When Chen Rufeng asked three times, he announced: "The tenth item of Luanyun Sword is returned to the guest of Room No. 17 for 2.45 million yuan. Please hand over the original owner to the guests! After a while, the eleventh item auction will start."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Rufeng slowly stepped down, and the light on the auction stand gradually weakened. The sword of the storm with flowing light flew to a corner and disappeared.

In Chuze's room, an old man dressed in a sloppy dress with extremely sharp eyes but was as angry as a sloppy spring, sat opposite Chuze.

After looking at the old man, Chu Ze whispered: "Is the old man a sword refiner?"

The old man nodded, stroked the Luanyun Sword, as if looking at his child, and murmured: "Young man, take good care of this sword for me. This is one of the most peak swords in my life!"

Chu Ze was shocked. This was the first time someone had picked him up and disguised him, but Chu Ze said lightly as usual: "The younger generation is dull, I don't know what the old man wants?"

The old man coughed: "Everything of your disguise is good, but your breath, the breath of sword, the breath of wind, and the breath of thunder, is so strange, but you are definitely not in your current face."

Although the disguise was exposed, Chu Ze was not angry because he knew in his heart that the old man would not tell others, and he bowed to the old man: "Thank you for your advice!"

After a while, the old man finally put the Luanyun sword on the table and murmured: "Since I saw you and felt the sword intent on you, I knew that I had found a good master for Luanyun, hoping that its name would not fade in your hands!"

After saying that, the old man pushed the Luanyun Sword gently and pushed the Luanyun Sword in front of Chu Ze. Chu Ze did not delay and gathered all the spirit stones in the spirit stone card together, and then put all the spirit stones on his body into a storage bag.

There was no specific count. Chu Ze placed all the spirit stones in front of the old man. Although he didn't know why the old man auctioned the Luanyun Sword, Chu **bai's current old man must have lacked spirit stones.
Chapter completed!