A man who was so expensive in the corner was shouting out that he was wearing a long ink-colored dress, tied up his black hair, and a mask on his face. Under the mask, red lips were exposed. In this way, both good and evil are difficult to distinguish between male and female.
At this moment, everyone in the auction house looked at him, not only because he could sell for a sky-high price of 90 million yuan, but he was even more curious about his confidence and dared to challenge the people of the three major families.
Everyone is waiting for whether the three major families will follow the price.
After all, the temptation of this blood-slaughtering knife is too great.
"Does anyone want to increase the price?" Yan Yu turned his eyes and looked around and asked.
Yan Yan frowned, extremely unhappy. Who was this person who came out of nowhere?
Grandpa asked her to bring back the blood-slaughtering knife, but only gave her 70 million. Both the Yan family and the Wei family could take it out, but now Cheng Yaojin came out halfway. How could he take the blood-slaughtering knife away? Although the auction house was
The Yan Yu does not belong to the Yan family.
Previously, Yan Yan found Yan Yu and tried to ask Yan Yu to open a back door for her. Yan Yu refused without hesitation and refused, Yan Yan's face turned green.
Yan Yu treats everyone the same, but Ye Qingge is different.
The look he looked at Ye Qingge as if he was kind elder and gentle brother. It was the feeling that Yan Yan wanted, but it gave Ye Qingge.
"Miss, what should we do?" the guard asked.
Yan Yan took a sip of wine and then smashed the wine glass on the table, "What else can I do? Grandpa may be unhappy again."
The guard lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Outside the elegant room, there was no one bidding at the auction. The three major families were not moving. Judging from this posture, the Blood-Slaying Knife was probably taken away by this person.
Many auctioneers were very curious about what identity this person was and what background he had, and could even bring out ninety million spiritual energy pills!
"It seems that no one has increased the price. The Blood-slaughtering Knife is 90 million, and the deal is completed." Yan Yu was determined.
He stood on the marble platform, the light was dim and the outline was picturesque. He glanced at the person in the corner, pursed his lips, thinking.
Such a result was indeed unexpected, but it was within his expectations.
Only in this way can it not affect the relationship between the three major families, nor will it inspire conflicts.
Yan Yu subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at the fifth floor. Qingge looked down at him with a smile.
Suddenly, Yan Yu's heart sank slightly. All of them were accomplished. Qingge thought early in the morning that the auctioneer who was the last Bloodslayer was not the three major families. So could she guess who was behind the auctioneer?
On the fifth floor, Qingge took a sip of flowers and a strong sense of flowers. An auction, a pot of flowers and a beautiful life, but that's it.
Qingge's eyes were sloppy, her frowning eyebrows were very sharp. She claimed that she would not be drunk for a thousand cups. Even if the strongest heartbreaking wine entered her stomach, she could still remain sober. However, the confusion of the wine made her quite lazy, with red lips and white teeth.
The cheeks are pink and tender, like the burning peach blossoms in March, making people unable to see them open.
Bai Meier's beauty is unworldly. She seems to be an elf who does not belong to the world, a fairy from the heavenly palace. Wandering in the world, Ye Qingge is different. She is crazy, evil, sinister and cunning. In this wild and bloody, she
With a smile, all living beings are fascinated.
"Qingge, you are really right. No one slapped the blood-slaughtering knife. Who is the person who called out ninety million?" Wu Ziling frowned and thought carefully.
However, Wu Ziling's little head was so melon-like, no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't think of it.
Wu Ziling was depressed and looked at Ye Qingge with a gaze.
If Wu Ziling had just admired Qingge in the past, then after today, his eyes shone brightly and he would blindly worship him.
The windows of the elegant room are closed.
Outside, Yan Yu said politely a few times, and today's auction was officially over.
An auction is a bit thrilling.
Some people are happy and some are worried. People from the three major families are thinking about how to go home to work. In this room, everyone discussed historical celebrities. Wu Cai was eloquent and talked endlessly. He was a hero from ancient times to the present.
Analyzing, appreciating, or criticizing, Qingge and Wu Cai and others had similar interests and said the most important words.
Although Qingge is the Four Kings and is indifferent, he has no airs in front of Wu Cai and the others.
As for the second floor, the elegant room between Mr. Zhang and Li Yanran, the atmosphere was frozen. Mr. Zhang's face was pale and depressed. Li Yanran did not say a word, sat next to him, secretly annoyed that he would lose his composure today.
Wouldn't such a thing ruin your reputation?
Mr. Zhang is her soft backer. In the past, the Zhang family let Mr. Zhang be willful and turn a blind eye. After today, we won’t just forget it. The Zhang family will definitely punish Mr. Zhang severely and even cut off contact with her.
, Her life in Luohua City was not so easy.
But, she didn't want to marry Mr. Zhang.
She thought that only Mo Xie could stand up with her and grow old together.
Mr. Zhang is just a stepping stone, just to use it temporarily.
Li Yanran bit her lip tightly and held her hands hard. She had to return to the Qin family as soon as possible and discuss with her father what to do about this matter.
In the past, Li Yanran's father, General Manager Li, gave him advice and made Li Yanran secretly agree to Mo Xiefang that he would not marry him. On the other hand, he deliberately hangs Mr. Zhang and plays tirelessly.
Manager Li thought that if Li Yanran could not get Mo Xie, even if she could not become the city lord's wife, she would be second-rate and would be a wife of the Zhang family, and would be a little disappointed.
"Brother Zhang, I can't take out five million, and the auction house won't let you go. You'd better think about how to explain to the elders." My friend looked at Mr. Zhang with a grudge.
In the past, these people liked Li Yanran very much. Li Yanran had the gentleness and tenderness of a Jiangnan woman, the fragrance of a bookish temperament, and her every frown and smile made people feel soft and numb.
But today, they have seen Li Yanran's true face.
Li Yanran, there is no pure kindness as imagined.
Even her thoughts were a bit vicious, otherwise, why would she have to compete with Ye Qingge and force Mr. Zhang into a desperate situation?
The door opened and the people from the auction house walked in.
"Mr. Zhang, please, the Red Moon Stone has been packed into the amethyst brocade box for you." The guard said so.
Mr. Zhang's legs became weak and almost fell to the ground.
Five million, where will he get it?
"Sorry, I can't bring out so much for the time being..." said Mr. Zhang.
The guard smiled and said, "No hurry, Master Jiu said, just take out a million first. I will go to the mansion to pick up the rest some days later."
Mr. Zhang's eyes flashed and his heart was burning.
"The words have been brought, and we will leave." The guard left.
Mr. Zhang exhaled, hating his impulse. For Li Yanran, he did not regret it, but was afraid that the elders of the Zhang family would know about this.
Mr. Zhang stood up tremblingly and walked out. He had to take out a million spiritual energy pills first, otherwise he would not even be able to get out of the auction house.
After paying one million spiritual energy pills, Mr. Zhang and his group met Qingge again in the auction hall.
Qingge and others were talking and laughing, and their faces were full of spring breeze. (To be continued)