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Chapter 857 You are very interesting

"Two...twenty million fairy stones?!"

After a brief period of calm, everyone burst into exclamations.

"Did I hear correctly? Someone actually offered 20 million for this broken bow?"

"From ten million to twenty million, ten million immortal stones were directly added in between. Who is this Mo Wangchen?"

The price that Mo Wangchen shouted was nothing short of astonishing.

You know, 20 million Immortal Stones, many people will spend their whole lives trying to get them.

Looking at the current world, I am afraid that only those ancient holy places and powerful ancient martial arts families can take it out, right?

"Twenty million..."

In Room 11, when Mo Wangchen's offer came to his ears, even as the Flame Phoenix Saint, he couldn't help but frown.

This price was far beyond her expectation. She thought that no one would know the origin of Futian Gong, so she only brought nearly ten million immortal stones with her when she went out this time.

But he didn't expect that Mo Wangchen came out halfway, and the other party directly offered 20 million, determined to get the Futian Bow. From the perspective of the Flame Phoenix Saint, Mo Wangchen must know something.

"Senior sister, I still have some fairy stones here..."

Next to the Flame Phoenix Saint, Zhou Jing, who was seated at the same table, spoke in a low voice. He was not sure why Feng Qing had to compete for this bow, but at this moment, it was obvious that the immortal stone that Feng Qing brought seemed not enough.

"There's no need..."

Feng Qing shook her head. She knew very well that even if she continued to increase the price, Mo Wangchen would definitely not give up. The other party was obviously prepared.

"For the first time with twenty million immortal stones..."

"Twenty million immortal stones for the second time..."

"Twenty million fairy stones for the third time!"

Boom!

In the end, under the eyes of everyone in the audience, Ming Lao made the final decision, and the final winner of Futian Bow fell on Mo Wangchen.

"It's so crazy. Something that was originally worth only two million immortal stones was actually offered a high price of twenty million. What are these people thinking?"

Up to now, everyone in the audience was still a little dumbfounded, and it was hard for them to understand.

"Little friend Mo, congratulations!"

Mr. Ming personally delivered Futian Gong to Room No. 9 and handed it into Mo Wangchen's hands.

In front of Kong Chu and Tian Xinzhi, Mo Wangchen handed over the 20 million immortal stones to Mr. Ming, and the deal was concluded completely.

"Brother Mo, this bow..."

Until Mr. Ming left, Kong and Chu approached Mo Wangchen. They kept wondering, what is the origin of this bow?

Mo Wangchen did not respond to the two of them. He raised his hand and lightly brushed it on Futian's bow. It could be seen that Mo Wangchen's palm was trembling slightly.

As for Futian Bow, something seemed different the moment it entered Mo Wangchen's hands.

Futian Bow, which originally looked dilapidated and dilapidated, now glowed with an inexplicable luster in Mo Wangchen's hands.

"Buzz buzz!"

The bowstring was trembling, as if it was trying its best to say something. It seemed to have intelligence, giving people an extremely exciting feeling.

Holding the Futian Bow in his hand, Mo Wangchen could clearly feel that there seemed to be an inexplicable force pulling him on the Futian Bow, making him seem to be involved with the bow.

"What a terrifying power..."

Mo Wangchen said to himself, although he did not draw the bow, he could feel that the Futian Bow contained an extremely powerful destructive force. Once it was pulled open, the arrows shot seemed to be able to kill

Any gods and demons in this world.

On the body of the bow, there are three small characters "Futian Gong" engraved, which seems to be made from heaven and glows with a faint golden light.

Finally, Mo Wangchen took a deep breath, put away the Futian Bow, took out the items for auction, and left Room No. 9 with Kong Chu and Tian Xinzhi, regardless of what was behind the auction.

The three people walked out of the VIP channel slowly. Because the auction was being held, most people were crowded in the auction house at this moment. The entrance to the previously bustling auction house seemed much quieter.

"Um?"

As soon as the three of them walked out of the passage, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but frown.

Looking around, I saw two figures standing in front of the three of them.

There was a man and a woman. The man was no stranger to Mo Wangchen. He was the great disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, Zhou Jing. The woman was wearing a red dress. Her skin was as good as snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. She looked at them.

He has an elegant and noble temperament that makes people attracted by him and dare not blaspheme him.

"Holy Maiden of the Flame Phoenix, Feng Qing!"

Next to Mo Wangchen, the expressions of Tian Xin Zhi and Kong Chu changed slightly.

"Your name is Mo Wangchen?"

The Flame Phoenix Saint stood there and spoke calmly. Her eyes fell on Mo Wangchen, as if nothing in this world could affect her.

Mo Wangchen frowned. Unexpectedly, the other party also left the auction house directly. It was obvious that Feng Qing had come specifically for Futian Gong.

"Any advice?" Mo Wangchen asked.

"Among the ten great holy places, I have never heard of an outstanding disciple named Mo, and there is no one named Mo in the ancient martial arts family. I want to know your origin." Feng Qing spoke again, as if a fairy voice came to Mo.

In Wangchen’s ears.

But Mo Wangchen smiled, "In the vast world, I am just an inconspicuous little person. It's okay for Miss Fengqing not to know."

The Flame Phoenix Saint was silent, her beautiful eyes like fire, staring at Mo Wangchen for a long time before she finally spoke, "Do you know what kind of fatal disaster the bow on you will bring to you?"

"This is my business, so don't worry Miss Fengqing." Mo Wangchen said with a frown.

This is the weapon of the God King in ancient times. If anyone knows about it, death will be inevitable. And the most important thing, and what worries Mo Wangchen the most, is the Yanwu Alliance and the Ji family!

When Futian Gong comes out, once Yan Ruyiruo senses it and comes looking for it, that will be Mo Wangchen's biggest trouble.

"You are very interesting. I look forward to meeting you next time." Feng Qing finished her words and then flicked her slender jade fingers in the void.

"grumble!"

In an instant, the sharp sound of phoenix chirping reached the ears of Mo Wangchen and others.

A Luanfeng with flames all over its body emerged. Different from Zhou Jing's war beast, this was a real Luanfeng, a descendant of the Feng clan with pure blood.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Qing raised her body and appeared behind Luan Feng in the blink of an eye. She looked back and glanced at Mo Wangchen. The next moment, she drove Luan Feng and flew towards the distant horizon.

"snort!"

After Feng Qing's figure completely disappeared from his eyes, Zhou Jing also withdrew his gaze. He snorted coldly, but without hesitation, drove his chariot and left the place.

Kong Chu and Tian Xinzhi looked at each other, and they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, "Now it seems that Feng Qing is leaving Yangcheng directly. She has never had the idea of ​​participating in the gathering in the God King Valley. In other words,

, she came here with only one purpose, Futian Gong!"


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