"Twenty thousand!" A man with a beard raised the price directly, adding five thousand in one go, obviously intending to scare away everyone.
"Twenty thousand one!"
…
Unfortunately, the figure of 20,000 was far from everyone's psychological bottom line. Several other people did not flinch, biting the price bit by bit to catch up, and the price skyrocketed.
Mr. Xiao's face was a little ugly, and he thought to himself that it was no wonder that the people in the Brotherhood refused to give him face. In the past, the highest transaction price of exotic gold was only 19,000 purple spirit coins, but now, a piece of copper feather has already been sold.
It has surpassed the highest price in history and is still rising. Are all the people in Wujianghai so rich?
Finally, someone below shouted loudly: "Everyone, everyone, this feather copper is necessary for Mr. Xiao to forge the divine flute. If you are not in urgent need, why not give in a little... If Mr. Xiao succeeds in making the divine flute,
Wouldn't it be nice for us to listen to Mr. Xiao playing a piece of music together?"
After hearing these words, Xiao Gongzi's handsome face no longer remained calm, but revealed a hint of a smile.
It seems that there are still people in Wujianghai who know what the goods are and there are still people who support me.
This feels really good.
Yes, if the Hongmao Copper is successfully obtained, I will not hesitate to play a few songs in Chaos City, even if it is to repay these close friends who support me!
However, there is no need for those divine songs that consume the soul, since they can't understand them anyway.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this person finished speaking, a group of dissatisfied looks came from below, and some even rolled their eyes, feeling extremely unhappy.
Immediately, someone chuckled and said in a weird voice: "What this brother is saying is that Mr. Xiao's flute is very important, while the weapons that are companions of our lives are not worth mentioning. Is that what you're saying? No matter what
How important we are, we must give up to that Mr. Xiao? Right?"
The man said: "That's not what I meant, I just meant... Mr. Xiao's flute music..."
p> "How well Mr. Xiao plays the flute, what does it have to do with me? If he likes to play, he will play. If he doesn't like to play, he won't play. Even if he does play, will I be able to hear it? He will be able to play in the boundless sea in his lifetime.
How many times do you want to play the flute? Can you play the flute for me alone?"
Another person scoffed.
Someone immediately agreed. "Yes, yes, even if Mr. Xiao can play the music of nature, can we still listen to music with him every day? My personal weapon follows me anytime and anywhere. I will never leave you. No one is lighter."
The heaviness of the head is not obvious at a glance..."
"Yes, there is no reason to force yourself to fulfill others."
"To put it bluntly, even if we really don't bid, Mr. Xiao knows who wants to do it? Whose favor does it belong to? Whoever likes to do this thankless business can do it. Anyway, I won't do it!"
"Why can't I remember? Mr. Xiao has forgotten that no one can forget the man who spoke out first. That man is probably the legendary brain-dead fan, right? With such a brain-dead person, it's really worth remembering it. Today is really
Another eye-opener!”
"That's right, everyone bids fairly here, and the one with the highest price gets it. If Mr. Xiao has money to pay more than we can afford, then he can naturally take away the copper, but I don't agree to let us give in like this.
"
"I don't agree either. What kind of place is the Boundless Sea? When there is no need to face a life-and-death crisis, you give up something that is related to your life just to listen to a song that you are not sure you can hear? There is absolutely no negotiation!"
"You can still smell something after listening to farts, but you can't smell anything after listening to a piece of music... Why..."
"Master Xiao? Master Xiao is nothing...I am just a rough guy. I never listen to music. I only listen to it in the kiln. There is no one who can play the flute better than Mr. Xiao..."
"Hahaha……"
“Absolutely no negotiation!”
"Bidding! If you want to buy, bid quickly! The rich should shout quickly, and the poor should shut up!"
"You are the poor one, and your whole family is poor! Twenty-six thousand!"
"What the hell are you yelling about? You are richer than me, thirty thousand!"
Seeing that the scene had turned into a mess, Mr. Xiao's nose was so angry that he was crooked.
Just when his confidant spoke for him, he actually caused public outrage and was even slandered as a crazy fan.
This is really the first time in my life, the greatest humiliation in history!
I have long heard that the cultivators of Wujianghai are a group of lawless desperadoes. It was not until I was there and experienced it myself that I truly realized that this group of people really had no quality at all.
I heard that I want it, so it’s okay not to give in. The auction house is a place to buy gold, and financial resources come first, but why do you want to intensify your efforts and talk nonsense like this?
Mr. Xiao, who has always been gentle and approachable to me, is now filled with rage!
At this moment, at the very back, another Mr. Xiao leaned back comfortably, with a smug smile in his eyes.
It seems that handing things over to the Brotherhood is indeed the most correct approach, and it has indeed achieved the expected results.
Only this truly reckless organization can truly maximize the benefits of this auction.
Only these cultivators with grassroots backgrounds will not care about other influences.
For example, among these cultivators who were making a fuss, Ye Xiao could basically conclude that there must be someone behind the arrangement of the brothers' auction.
Otherwise, things would not have gotten out of hand in such a short time, pushing Young Master Xiao completely to the opposite side.
In this way, as long as Mr. Xiao wants to take it, everyone will block it. In this way, the auction house can maximize its profits...
Well done, really good.
Ye Xiao was very satisfied with the current situation.
Seeing the bidding price of Hongmao Copper getting higher and higher, it gradually exceeded the range of reason.
The auctioneer on the stage seemed to have taken an aphrodisiac and was extremely excited.
"Forty-two thousand, forty-two thousand... Is there anyone who bids? The legendary copper feather! Forty-four thousand, forty-four thousand! Guest No. 186 bids forty-four thousand... forty-five thousand
...The top exotic exotic gold that has not appeared in the auction house for countless years...Guest No. 193 bids 47,000, oh, oh, oh... 48,000, guest No. 131... oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Ah... Fifty thousand! Fifty thousand! Is there anyone who bids... Is there any more? It's the first time for fifty thousand... This piece of copper is the only one that has appeared in the world of mortals in the past 300,000 years... and
There are no bidders... Fifty-two thousand... Fifty-two thousand... There are still no bidders... There may not be another opportunity like this in the future... Fifty-four thousand, fifty-four thousand, guest No. 249
The bid is fifty-four thousand... Do you have any more? This is the feather copper, the feather copper that turns ordinary iron into an immortal weapon..."
This auctioneer is simply crazy. He spares no effort to promote Hongmao Copper, and unconsciously or subconsciously prolongs the auction time.
Such a long paragraph was actually said in one breath. His face was red and he was still shouting hoarsely.
All the monks in this club who are still bidding for the feather copper have already turned over the auctioneer's eighteen generations of ancestors in their hearts.
Does this Hongmao Copper have anything to do with the one-yellow spirit coin you are auctioning? You work so hard to do it. Believe it or not, I will be too embarrassed about you afterwards!
If you scream loudly, we will give you at least 100 billion more Huang Ling coins!
******, do you think this money was brought by the strong wind?
Are you addicted to touting Hongmao Copper?!
Seeing that the price is getting higher and higher, many people have reluctantly stopped buying.
"Sixty thousand!" Mr. Xiao finally made a bid, directly raising the current auction price by six thousand Ziling coins, which was a generous offer.
Mr. Xiao has been forbearing until now, but he is sure that he is still participating in the competition for Hongmao Copper. Only the last three people still have sufficient financial resources, and it is already time for him to take action.
"Sixty thousand."
The person bidding at this moment was actually the cultivator who was the first to object to giving up to Mr. Xiao. This fellow was actually very happy. He looked at Mr. Xiao with a smile on his face and said: "Young Master Xiao, I am really sorry this time. I am also
I like having you play the flute for me, but I still like my sword more. After all, it is the companion who can accompany me forever... I'm sorry."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter, one after another, in an endless stream.
#Young Master was also stunned for a moment, and soon his handsome face turned red, almost bleeding.
These few words are really too bad, too thought-provoking, too ungrateful...
"I'd also like you to give me a blowjob..."
All the men burst into tears when they heard this sentence...
"But I still like my sword more. After all, it is the companion who can accompany me forever..."
What kind of trick is this? Is it that you only want to last forever and would rather give it up overnight?!
"That's such a mean thing to say... This guy is really mean..." Everyone burst into laughter while cursing secretly in their hearts.
It's really rare for people to be able to speak in such a mean-spirited manner.
An absolute bitch of a generation, who can compete with her?!
But Mr. Xiao couldn't say anything.
Even though everyone knows the deeper metaphorical meaning behind the words, after all, literally speaking, what they said is correct, and they also said very lyrically that what Mr. Xiao plays is originally a Xiao, not a flute.
And the other party just wanted to be with his sword forever, so he gave up Mr. Xiao's flute...
At least that's what it says literally. Can you find out more about it face to face?
"I'll pay you sixty-five thousand." Mr. Xiao almost spat out a mouthful of blood and said angrily, trying hard to suppress Pei Ran's hatred.
At this moment, he could no longer maintain the handsome demeanor of a handsome young man like before. He stared at that guy with an almost cannibalistic gaze. If Mr. Xiao's eyes were really as sharp as a sword, I'm afraid that guy would have been scratched by Ling Chi at this moment.
Died to pieces.
"Sixty-six thousand." The man continued to increase the price while smiling.
The other two people who were bidding together sat down together when they heard the price.
Obviously this price has exceeded their load limit.
"Seventy thousand!" Mr. Xiao gritted his teeth and bid.
Mr. Xiao has to take the opportunity at this time. As the auctioneer said, if you miss it this time, the opportunity may not come again. If an ordinary monk misses the feather copper, at most, he will miss the opportunity to be promoted to a divine weapon by equipping his troops. But he
If you miss it, it is equivalent to giving up the pursuit of your own path!
"Seventy thousand!" The man was still smiling, looking at Mr. Xiao from a distance with an almost infuriating look, his eyes were extremely vulgar and ambiguous.
"Seventy-five thousand!" Mr. Xiao took a breath, his eyes even more malicious.
"Seventy-six thousand." The man shook his neck, made a clicking sound, and sighed: "My neck always looks like this when I get nervous... It seems that I really need someone to play the flute for me to relax and relax.
, but I offended the flute master so much that he would definitely not be willing to pay attention to me, let alone play the flute for me..."
"Everyone!" Mr. Xiao finally couldn't help but said angrily: "Keep your mouth clean."
"Ah?" The man looked at Young Master Xiao in astonishment, with a look of innocence and injustice on his face: "This...I...what did I do to you? Aren't what I told the truth? Young Master Xiao, don't you think you will never do it again?"
Stop playing the flute? This is a pity for us rough people! Hey, you don’t know how rough we rough people are..."
When everyone heard this, they almost fell down laughing.
This bastard, what he said was so mean and so mean, he was so shameless, unscrupulous, and obscene!
He teases others to the point where they don't want to, yet he can still look so innocent.
Just as the saying goes - see you soon!
"You...you are shameless!" Mr. Xiao's face turned red and his eyes were as sharp as a bite.
"Why am I so shameless? What did I say? I didn't say anything either?!" The man spread his hands and looked confused. Then he suddenly realized and said again: "Oh, I understand. Mr. Xiao probably thought it was
Am I insulting you?"
"Isn't it?" When Mr. Xiao said these words, everyone present asked this question in their hearts.
If this is not considered an insult, then... all the curse words in this world can be considered as compliments.
"No, no, no... you have misunderstood. What I just said is really the flute... it is not the kind of flute you think... you have really misunderstood, oh, I am making it clearer,
I mean playing the flute. It’s you who plays your flute, not my flute. You must understand what I say, right?... You really, really misunderstood..."
The man said solemnly and helplessly in a lecturing tone: "Master Xiao...you...can your thoughts be purer? Don't think about those obscene and **** things every day..."
"Hahahaha..." All the people present burst into laughter, making them laugh so hard that they could not help but laugh.
Some even simply squatted on the ground laughing, and some of them who happened to be drinking water spat it out with a "pop" sound, laughing to themselves.
Didn’t I ask you to play my flute!?
Oh my god, do you dare to be more dirty and explicit?
I scolded everyone, and actually said that they had **** ideas and misunderstood... There are still such bitches in this world!
Mr. Xiao was so angry that he was shaking all over and his face was purple.
"Hey, actually I also know that you are just a singer and a flute player, but I really didn't ask you to play the flute for me. No, I still had the intention of letting you play the flute for me... No, no.
, it’s still wrong... What I actually mean is... Anyway, I didn’t let you play my flute... Oh, no, why did you just say that I should keep my mouth clean? What do you mean by that?! Could it be?
Are you going to let me blow the flute for you? No, no, I can’t do that. I don’t do that. I’ve never played the flute. I don’t know how to play your flute or yours... But don’t you know how? You can do it yourself.
Already! Why do you want me, a layman, to cross the border?!"
In the end, this guy actually nodded and added: "If it's about swordsmanship, I might be a little better than you; but when it comes to playing flute... I'm definitely not as good as you. You are the professional, and everyone knows this."
Dozens of people present shouted in unison: "He is indeed not as cheap as you!"
"Hahaha... Congratulations to everyone..." This guy actually made a bow, with a mean smile on his face.
"Pfft!" Countless people squirted again on the spot.
It is really eye-opening and amazing that there are people in this world who can be so verbal and mean-spirited.
The man refused to give up, and turned to Mr. Xiao again and said: "You are indeed good at playing the flute, and it is fascinating, and you have played so much before. Well, the guy who spared no effort to help you shout must be
I am just intoxicated with your flute skills, sir, that’s why I’m like this..."
You have boasted so much...
Intoxicated by your flute skills...
In the end, this person was actually afraid that Young Master Xiao would be angry to death, so he added a first-level finishing touch, and even brought that idiot fan along with him to shoot him. It was really serious.
The skill of talking nonsense has always been like this. It has really been exhausted. Who can compete with it?!
Mr. Xiao was so angry that he was trembling all over. He looked at this shameless guy with splitting eyes and shouted in a low voice, word by word: "You will regret it, you will definitely regret it, I promise."
"Oh, I'm so scared. The famous Mr. Xiao actually threatened someone." The man deliberately looked frightened, and then raised his head proudly: "In the end, the famous Mr. Xiao is just a singer.
Yes, a flute player? How dare you scream and make me regret it? Can you really bite me? I won’t bite you!"
This guy's words were not only extremely despicable, but he was also not scrupulous about meat and vegetables. He became more and more unscrupulous and got carried away.
Mr. Xiao took a deep breath, tried hard to resist the urge to vomit blood, and yelled: "I will pay you one hundred thousand!"
He could see it now. If he quarreled with this shameless, unscrupulous, and unrestrained guy, he would obviously suffer a loss. He would definitely not be this guy's opponent.
It's better to just win this game and this farce will naturally end.
But ending the farce is one thing. There is another day to end this relationship. The guy who just spoke, Mr. Xiao will not let him go no matter what!
Mr. Xiao's extremely malicious and vicious eyes have already made this clear.
"One hundred thousand..." the man exclaimed, frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "I didn't expect a flute player to be so rich, so I give up... it's too expensive... too expensive...
"
"Hey...how many flutes do you have to play to make so much money..."
While saying it was too expensive, he shook his head in seeming dejection and decided to sit down.
"Slow down!" Mr. Xiao's cold eyes focused on that person again.
The man looked at him in astonishment: "What are you doing? Is it possible that Mr. Xiao is so happy with his treasure that he really wants to play the flute for me all night?"
The current situation has reached this point, but this bitch still persists in this ruthless topic, and his tone becomes more and more explicit.
It is clear that the rhythm is to offend people to death in one go.