"Three million and five million." Yunmeng Destroyed God seemed to have not even considered it, and directly added 500,000!

"Three and Six million!" Faced with such a powerful attack as Yunmeng Destroyed God, the Blood-colored Saber had to grit his teeth and take it. However, in terms of the quotation, he obviously became cautious. This Blood-Drinking Blade is good, but if it exceeds four million, the cost-effectiveness will not be high. After all, the equipment level is there. No matter how good the level 50 thing is, it is impossible to use it to level 70, right?

"Four million." Yunmeng Destroyed God made a move to set the Blood-Drinking Blade, and add another 400,000 to impact the blood-colored saber's psychological defense.

"Brother Sabre, if you don't have enough money, I still have two million, I will give you all. I'll fight with this Yunmeng God of Destruction." Ruo Chen Simeng, who always followed the bloody saber, heard Yunmeng God of Destruction increase to four million and suddenly spoke.

"There is no need. This calf is clearly asking for this Blood-Drinking Blade at any cost. No matter how much money we spend, we will be pushed down by him. Although this thing is good, it is just a transitional equipment. It won't take long. Spending five or six million to fight, it's not worth it." The blood-colored saber said with anger.

"Someone has paid 4 million. Are there any guests present who have bid more than 4 million?" Su Chenghuan smiled and looked around, her face flushed and a little excited. It seemed that the Blood-Drinking Blade could afford a high price of 4 million, which was a bit beyond her expectations.

"Four million once, four million twice, four million..."

"Five million." In an inconspicuous small corner on the first floor of the auction house, an orc warrior named Gu Yu Suifeng stood up and shouted a high price of five million with a calm look on his face.

"A customer has already shouted out five million, is there anyone higher than five million?" Su Chenghuan smiled and said with a smile.

"Five and 500,000!" When Yunmeng Destroyed God shouted out this price, his heart was already bleeding. If it weren't for his face, he wouldn't be willing to shout out this price. In his heart, this platinum blood-drinking blade was worth 4.5 million.

"Six and a half million." Gu Yu followed the wind without thinking and continued to increase the price by one million.

"Six and eight million." Yunmeng Die Shen gritted his teeth and ruthlessly quoted a high price of six and eight million. At this moment, he had the desire to kill.

"Eight million!" Gu Yu smiled faintly and added 1.2 million!

The audience remained silent.

Yunmeng's God's face turned pale, his fists were clenched, and finally he punched hard on the guest table in the VIP box, making a thud: "I'm so bullying!"

"Master, why bother to be angry? That guy offered to buy a level 50 platinum for eight million yuan. If he was not a fool who was swollen and fat, or a prodigal son who was unaware of the severity of his stance. Compared with his Xiong Taowei's strategy, what is he?" Yun Yao Fengxian pressed his entire bulging chest on Yunmeng's back, and his cherry mouth pressed against his face, and he was breathing like an orchid in an extremely ambiguous posture.

"Baby is right in the analysis, cāo, it's just a funny guy, I won't bother with him!" Yunmeng Shen Shen put his back on Yun Yao Fengxian's slim waist, kneaded her soft and smooth chest with one hand, and cursed.

"A customer has already bid for 8 million, is there any higher than 8 million? Eight million once, eight million twice, eight million three times, and eight million three times, congratulations to the customer Gu Yu Suifeng for winning the finale of this auction--The Blade of Drinking Blood!" Su Chenghuan announced loudly.

At the auction site at this moment, Chen Fuyun was excited, his heart was beating, and his face was filled with an uncontrollable look of joy.

Eight million gold coins, according to the current exchange rate of the Dou Shen gold coins and RMB 1 to 1:2, this platinum blood-drinking blade directly sold a sky-high price of nearly 10 million yuan!

The will of the rich is unstoppable. Chen Fuyun is moving towards a well-off society, becoming rich, and achieving his dream of professional life is unstoppable!

Eight million, eight million, hehe, Star Boss, this time it is developed, you have to ask me to have a drink! Beside Chen Fuyun, the Black War Knight also looked surprised and extremely excited.

Chen Fuyun smiled and patted his shoulder, and said solemnly: "Good brother, share the blessings together!"

The Black War Knight just laughed and didn't speak. It can be seen that this thick Northeastern man was happy for his boss from the bottom of his heart.

With the successful auction of the Blood-Drinking Blade, the auction also entered the final stage. When Su Chenghuan appeared in front of Chen Fuyun with a charming smile on his face, a purple crystal card was delivered to him at the right time.

"This is the amethyst card used in Thirty-six Huacheng. There are 7.8 million gold coins of the God of God in it." Su Chenghuan smiled gracefully, and his eyes were as clear as water, staring at Chen Fuyun's expression.

"Thank you." When Chen Fuyun took the amethyst card in Su Chenghuan's hand, his dark eyes were as calm as ancient Jing Wulan, his face calm, and he said thank you with a smile.

"If the guest has something good next time, welcome to visit my auction house again." Seeing Chen Fuyun's calmness and spirit, a bright color appeared in Su Chenghuan's eyes and said with a smile.

"Okay." Chen Fuyun nodded and smiled, "I have something else to do, so I'll say goodbye first."

“It’s easy for the guests to leave.”

...

He walked out of Jianghua Auction House with the Black War Knights swaggeringly. At this auction, they were just spectators from beginning to end, but in the end they ended up being the biggest winner. A feeling of a poor peasant turning over the local owner came to his heart.

However, these 7.8 million gold coins were not Chen Fuyun alone. Xiaoxiao Yixian and Qingqian Shiyun were both great helpers to help him kill the blood-drinking maniac. There was also Black War. If it weren't for this calf sacrificing himself to save him, Chen Fuyun would have been afraid of being killed in the fifth level of the Demon-drinking Maniac.

As for the indulgence of killing, Chen Fuyun had no friendship with him, and the issue of remuneration distribution was left to Xiaoxiaoyixian for consideration. After thinking about the ownership of the 7.8 million gold coins, Chen Fuyun smiled and opened the friend column. At this moment, the Qingqian Shiyun was not online, so he sent a message to Xiaoxiaoyixian and asked her to come to the Jianghuacheng Money House to share the money.

Given that the Black War Knight is loyal and brave, and knowing that this guy has been living a sick old man, it is very difficult for him to live, Chen Fuyun of course needs to take special care of him.

But this guy is so stubborn that he is not good at it. Chen Fuyun wants to give him 800,000 gold coins, but he just wants to say that he wants the boss to invite him to drink wine, and he doesn't need anything else, otherwise he won't treat him as a brother.

Chen Fuyun smiled and expressed his understanding, but at least he was a little rich man now. Of course, he would be more generous in front of his brothers. Chen Fuyun still stuffed 800,000 gold coins to Hei Zhan, the young man, and said that he had to exchange the money for the old man to treat the doctor. If there were too many, he would ask for a wife and take care of his parents' daily life.

The Black War Knight was filled with tears in his eyes, so excited that he didn't know what to say.
Chapter completed!