Yan Ning sat on the chair and continued to enjoy the massage, but there was a little helplessness on his face. He looked at the two aunts with depression: "It's not that you two are looking for trouble, you have to compete with them."

"Hehe, anyway, Murong Yuxi is looking for you, not us!" Zhuang Xiaoya stuck out her tongue at Yan Ning and made a face.

At this time, Tang Yunyin, who saw that the situation in the auction house had finally stabilized, pretended that nothing had happened just now, and said, "The price of Jinyun Treasure Armor is 20 million yuan, and the bidding is no less than 100,000 yuan each time, and the bidding begins!"

Murong Yuxie's popularity is truly unparalleled. In just less than a minute, the price of Jinyun's treasure armor was speculated to 40 million, a full double. Judging from Yan Ning's eyes, the real value of this treasure armor is probably not as valuable as that of the Golden Crow Sword.

But Yan Ning was particularly interested in this Jinyun Armor, not because the former owner of the Jinyun Armor was Murong Yuxie, but because Yan Ning hoped to buy this Jinyun Armor and give it to Zhuang Xiaoya.

Zhuang Xiaoya is different from herself. She is a demon body, and she can recover even if she has broken arms and legs. However, although Zhuang Xiaoya has strange power, her body strength is far less than that of herself. Once her body is damaged, it will be very troublesome to recover.

In order to avoid such a thing, Yan Ning wanted to buy Jinyun Baojia and buy Zhuang Xiaoya a guarantee.

The one who raised the price to 40 million was the representative of the Beast King Tomb with the medium-sized box of Xuan. Yan Ning had no good feelings for the Beast King Tomb organization, but he did not hate it.

Yan Ning didn't raise his eyelids and directly entered his number on the bidder.

"Fifty million!" Tang Yunyin was shocked when he saw the numbers displayed in the box with the word "Tianzi", thinking that Yan Ning would not be coming to make trouble again, right?

"Yan Ning, why are you spending money indiscriminately?" Zhuang Xiaoya frowned when she saw the price Yan Ning shouted out, and blamed Yan Ning.

Yan Ning smiled slightly: "This is a gift I gave you."

When Zhuang Xiaoya heard this, she felt warm in her heart. She didn't care much about the armor, but the appearance of the Jinyun armor was so beautiful that even Zhuang Xiaoya couldn't help but want to try it on.

Yan Ning walked to the microphone in front of the window and said directly: "Dear colleagues, I am Yan Ning. I like this Jinyun Armor very much. I hope the price of 50 million is far beyond its value. I hope everyone will give me some thin surfaces and give this Jinyun Armor to me!"

When other representatives heard Yan Ning's voice, they all chose to remain silent.

In fact, Yan Ning said it right. The price of 50 million is far beyond the real price of Jinyun Baojia. For the clothes worn by a woman, 50 million is really not worth it.

Seeing that no one was calling, Tang Yunyin didn't feel any loss in his heart. The price of Jinyun's treasure armor was worth 50 million, which was beyond his expectations.

But when Tang Yunyin was about to drop the hammer, he heard a cold voice from the box with the word "Di": "Sorry, Brother Yan Ning, I like this Jinyun Treasure Armor very much. I am Chen Yang, I will pay 55 million."

"Bailian Academy? What kind of sect is that? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

"I really want to have some impression. It is said that this is a sect a hundred years ago. It was almost wiped out by the Maoshan Wumen a hundred years ago!"

"Hiss, then isn't Chen Yang coming to find Yan Ning's fault?"

Yan Ning stood by the window with a look of ugly expression. It seemed that the Bailian Academy was clearly incomparable to him.

"Sixty million!"

Yan Ning said without blinking his eyes.

"Sixty-five million!"

"I went to his grandmother's banana peel, but I didn't expect that Yan Ning would be raised by someone else!" Yan Ning said with an unhappy look. Of course, he turned off the microphone.

Zhuang Xiaoya advised: "Forget it, it's better to not want this Jinyun Treasure Armor, 65 million is not worth it."

"Seventy million!"

Yan Ning did not listen to Zhuang Xiaoya's dissuasion and quoted a new price.

On the other end, in the box with the word "Di" and the disciples of Bailian Academy around Chen Yang also looked a little ugly: "Dean, do we still have to bid up? It seems that Yan Ning is bound to win the Jinyun Treasure Armor."

"I think it's better to give it to him like this. We have tripled the price and continue to bid. If the Jinyun Baojia is captured by us, we may not be able to buy the 'that thing' for the remaining money."

Chen Yang glared at the disciples beside him: "I was bullied by Maoshan a hundred years ago. Now that we have made a comeback, how can we lose to Yan Ning? We are a sect at least, and Yan Ning is only alone. I have to do this brocade and precious armor!"

Tang Yunyin stared at the display screen of the medium-sized private room with the word "Di" and his heart trembled slightly.

Eighty million.

The price of Jinyun Armor has increased by four times!

At this moment, Yan Ning had nothing to say. He had not raised funds before coming to Tang Sect. Now all the money he had was just 50 million extorted from Chi Huikai, plus 30 million from Jin Crow Sword. Even if he wanted to fight with Bailian Academy, he would not be able to pay for the money for the time being.

"Forget it, I don't want it anymore..." Zhuang Xiaoya comforted Yan Ning.

Yan Ning sighed and could only give the Jinyun Armor to Bailian Academy.

Chen Yang took photos of Jinyun's armor, but there was no slight pride on his face. Although they seemed to have won the Bailian Academy in terms of face, in fact, they lost 60 million!

This pussy is too expensive to pretend.

"Dean, after deducting the 80 million yuan from Jinyun Baojia, the money we have left is already..."

"Don't say it anymore!" Chen Yang said coldly, "Money is secondary. At worst, you can find those foolish tyrants to cheat. As for 'that thing', no matter who falls into the hands of whom, we will..."

Chen Yang raised his hand and wiped it around his neck.

"I understand, Dean."

When the disciples of Bailian Academy saw Chen Yang making this gesture, they immediately became quiet.

...

"Actually, you don't have to care so much about the Jinyun Treasure Armor." Zhuge Haoyue suddenly said.

"What does it mean?" Yan Ning, who sat back in the seat, said in confusion.

"According to internal information from Tang Yunyin, the reason why this Jinyun Armor appeared at the Haotian event of the Tang Sect was because Yunyanhui had already developed a method to mass-produce Jinyun Armor. Today, Bailian Academy bought Jinyun Armor for a sky-high price of 80 million. Tomorrow, Yunyanhui may send a large number of Jinyun Armors into the market."

Yan Ning's eyelids twitched: "What do you mean is Jinyun Baojia worthless?"

"It's okay to sell for several million!" Zhuge Haoyue said with a smile.
Chapter completed!