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So arrogant! 1

Of course, the rent for such a VIP room is also prohibitively high.

No monthly subscription, no annual subscription, one hundred thousand taels per time, which is several times higher than the one thousand taels for a private room on the second floor and the five hundred taels for a single seat on the first floor.

Naturally, Li Moli wouldn't care about this little money, not to mention the thousands of taels of water flowing in Tianshui Street every day, and the Yuan Dan she got from the Grand Master, just the banknotes left by the Grand Master,

There are tens of millions of taels, enough for her to spend a while.

The last big auction a year ago, naturally, treasures are indispensable. The first and second floors were quickly filled up. Most people came here just to open their eyes. The auctions here range from tens of thousands, and the treasures are counted in the millions. It is by no means random.

People can afford it.

Soon, the auction begins.

In the early stage, there were just some pearls and gems shipped from the islands in the South China Sea, and they were quickly snatched up by the second-generation rich and second-generation officials on the second floor.

Then, two charming women with dark complexions but charming figures walked to the auction stage and danced gracefully. They both wore bells on their hands and feet, which made a crisp sound when they danced.

"This is a foreign race bought from the South Island. This kind of woman is said to be soft and flexible, so many nobles bought her to be their pillow slaves!" Xu Zixiao introduced at the side.

On the stage, the two women spread their legs and bent over. Their bodies were extremely flexible. If Mo Li was an absolute master of yoga in his era, such women would naturally have a lot of fun in bed.

Li Qiye laughed and said, "If you like it, I'll take a picture for you!"

Xu Zixiaojun blushed slightly, "Young Master is teasing me again, but Zixiao is not interested in any of this!"

While the two were talking, the two women had stopped dancing. Mr. Mu from Qiankun Auction House reported the lowest price, which immediately attracted many people to increase their prices. Even two VIP rooms on the third floor also increased their prices.

"What's up for auction next is a long sword produced by the Ximen Family, a family of skilled hands!" Mr. Mu waved his hand gently, and immediately a waiter carefully presented a slender brocade box.

Xu Zixiao, who had been a little distracted before, heard the word Ximen and immediately put down the tea cup in his hand and turned towards the auction table.

At this time, Mr. Mu had already opened the brocade box and took out a long sword with a black sheath.

"The cold steel stone of the North was made into an embryo. Ximen Buhuo, the eldest son of the Ximen family, a family of skilled hands, trained it with his own hands. It was soaked in the blood of the flame lion beast for seventy-seven forty-nine days. This sword is called Duanshui!" He slowly introduced the long sword in his hand.

, Mr. Mu held the hilt of the sword with the sapphire blue tassel hanging down, and slowly drew the sword out of its sheath.

The whole body of the long sword is like ink, faintly glowing with cyan.

The blade is not as sharp as ordinary sword blades. The sword is densely covered with secret textures, but the blade is as thin as a cicada. Even though it is far away, you can still clearly feel the gloom coming from the Water-Breaking Sword.

chill.

The Ximen family is known for its skillful hands, and many warriors are proud to own weapons and armor exported by the Ximen family.

Ximen Buhuo is a leader of the younger generation of the Ximen family. He is especially good at making weapons. The cold steel stone in the North is very hard. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of hard work this person must have gone through to be able to create this kind of ore to such an extent.

A waiter had already lifted a wooden basin filled with water, and Mr. Mu slowly swiped his long sword in the water.

The water in the basin immediately split to both sides with the force of the sword.

On the viewing platform, there was a sigh of relief.

Mr. Mu slowly sheathed the Broken Water Sword, "Ximen Buhuo produced the Broken Water Sword. The starting price is one hundred thousand silver. Please increase your bid!"

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