The price of 100 million stone is not low. In addition, relatively small as a little older, it is far less attractive to the warriors of Xiaozhou than the other two dead soldiers, so no one is competing with Yan Qingmei.

"Congratulations to Miss Qingmei, Xiaoru will be yours in the future," Mu Xiaoyu didn't have much jingle at this time, and she forced a smile, "Miss Qingmei, please come and deliver it,"

Yan Qingmei waved her hand, and a stack of Yuanshi cards flew to the high platform. Then she waved her hand again, and a storage container flew towards the Qingshi's scholar.

"Qingmei, you are," Xu Wenlang took his storage container and asked repeatedly.

"Since I haven't photographed what I want, you will naturally have to pay you back the money," Yan Qingmei said lightly, "But I, Yan Qingmei, don't want to owe anyone a favor. I've given this death warrior to you. It's my gratitude. Go and deliver it."

"Light eyebrows, this..." Xu Wenlang was stunned,

"Why don't you go quickly," Yan Qing's eyebrows raised,

"...Okay," Xu Wenlang smiled awkwardly and stepped onto the platform.

After a while, Xu Wenlang walked down, and the girl named Xiao Ru followed him obediently.

Everyone's eyes fell on Xu Wenlang, full of envy, and he did not give anything, but just a favor, so he was exchanged for a dead soldier. Such a transaction would definitely be worth it.

As a kind of property, it is common for the death warriors to give gifts to each other among high-level warriors. Yan Qingmei is a elegant and talented woman, so it is not surprising that she does such a thing.

Xu Wenlang smiled bitterly, but he spent a lot of effort to win the beauty's smile, but Yiren obviously did not want to make him affection.

"The auction is Xiaoshuang below, with a starting price of 100 million stones. Please bid, everyone."

Mu Xiaoyu's interest is still not high. There is no doubt that without the participation of Dao Ren Duobao, the price of the auction items will not be too outrageous. In comparison, she can't be excited either.

"I'll pay 100 million stones," this time the ice man Feng Xiao spoke first, but he was obviously quite cautious, and the bid was just the starting price.

But after all, his identity was there. After he spoke, no one spoke again.

After a moment of silence, Mu Xiaoyu barely started to beat Jing Shinto: "Anyone who has a higher one in one hundred million stones?"

"110 million stones," a level 6 warrior spoke,

"120 million stones," Feng Xiao said calmly, still very cautiously,

"130 million stones," the level six warrior said, his eyes falling on the dead soldier named Xiao Shuang, with a hint of pity in his eyes, but he never wanted to move away again.

"One forty million yuan stone,"

Feng Xiao bid again, then looked at the level 6 warrior and said, "Song Dongyuan, I bought them for my master's 300th birthday. You should not mix with this auction."

"Time flies so fast. Your master's little guy is almost three hundred years old," said the middle-aged level 6 warrior without showing any weakness. He smiled faintly, "But my 400th birthday is coming soon, and I just need a little beauty to celebrate. If you want to take this girl away, don't be so timid," he said.

After saying that, the middle-aged warrior looked at Mu Xiaoyu and continued: "150 million stones,"

Feng Xiao's face sank slightly and glared at Song Dongyuan fiercely. This guy is weak, but his seniority is higher than his master. Besides, he has no choice but to be in the auction hall.

"Two million yuan stones," Feng Xiaoyin said coldly. As expected, no longer so hard.

"Two 50 million," Song Dongyuan continued,

"Three hundred million yuan stones," Feng Xiao gritted his teeth and looked at Song Dongyuan.

"I've given it to you," Song Dongyuan smiled indifferently.

"you,"

Feng Xiao's face suddenly sank, and he looked at Song Dongyuan fiercely and said, "Song Dongyuan, are you playing tricks on me? You obviously don't have so many stones. You poor guy, you don't even have a net worth of 100 million, are you deliberately playing tricks on me?"

"Whatever you think," Song Dongyuan smiled indifferently, "Boy, don't underestimate an old man, I hope you can remember this sentence,"

Feng Xiao glared at Song Dongyuan fiercely, strode up, handed over the 300 million yuan stone card, and pressed his big hand on Xiaoshuang's forehead.

Then Mu Xiaoyu lifted the control of Xiaoshuang and instead gave control to Feng Xiao.

Lin Feng was also very familiar with this technique. When he was in Wanzhou Town, at Xue Xinlan's request, Qi Ming transferred the control of Xue Nu to him.

Feng Xiao took Xiao Shuang back to the box where the disciples of Taiyi Sect were located. Xiao Shuang auctioned a three-fold price, which made Mu Xiaoyu's interest recover a little. A warm smile appeared on her face and she chuckled: "The auction is Xiao Wu, and the starting price is also 100 million yuan. Everyone, take a look at how handsome we Xiao Wu is. If you are interested, please offer the price."

"Two million yuan stones," Iceman Feng Xiao stopped hesitating this time, and said directly.

"Two ten million," Song Dongyuan said slowly,

"Two 20 million," Feng Xiao said angrily,

"Two thirty million,"

...

"Three hundred and fifty million," Feng Xiao's face was heavy, and his forehead was full of blue veins, and he shouted angrily.

"Four hundred million," Song Dongyuan still looked calm,

"Four hundred million, you mean 400 million," Feng Xiao suddenly stood up and roared, "Four hundred million stones, Song Dongyuan, you can take out 400 million stones, take them out for me to see,"

"If you increase the price, the auction will continue. If you do not increase the price, this item is mine. Do I have Yuanshi? That is my business with this Wanxiang Building. What does it have to do with you?"

"Mr. Feng Xiao, if you don't want to increase the price, I will announce that Xiaowu belongs to Mr. Song," Mu Xiaoyu smiled.

Feng Xiao glared at Mu Xiaoyu coldly, looked at the disciples of Taiyi Sect around him and shouted: "Give me all your Yuanshi, hurry up,"

"Yes, second brother,"

Everyone quickly took out all their storage containers and handed over all the Yuan stone cards and even some fragments of Yuan stones to Feng Xiao.

"A group of poor ghosts," Feng Xiao looked angry, counted the number of these Yuan stones, and said in a deep voice, "I will pay 500 million stones,"

"It's 500 million yuan stone. It seems that our Xiaowu is really touching," Mu Xiaoyu chuckled and pinched the boy's cheek, and glanced at Song Dongyuan and said, "Mr. Song, do you still need to increase the price?"

"Forget it, I've tried my best," Song Dongyuan simply shook his head, looked at the boy kneeling on the high platform, and shook his head regretfully, "Poor child,"

Feng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Song Dongyuan fiercely. It seemed that Song Dongyuan really had a net worth of 500 million yuan, but he finally took a photo of this young dead soldier. If he gave it to his master as a birthday gift, his master would definitely be very happy.

All three dead men were sold out. From beginning to end, Lin Feng did not say a word.

This time I came here to get clues about Huangliang Pavilion, but these three dead men were not the dead men trained by Huangliang Pavilion, but were transformed by the warriors captured after the family was destroyed. It is relatively meaningless.

Of course, Lin Feng was not sure that he could take pictures of them. He had already seen the wealth of the Xiaozhou warriors. He was not confident that he could buy any of them with the money. At this time, he did not want to be targeted by public criticism.

Of course, what is more important is that his current thoughts are no longer on these three dead soldiers. All his thoughts are completely occupied by the marrow-cleaning pill.

After all, Ye Zi is the most important thing for him.

Like many warriors in the hall, he stared at the Taoist Duobao who was chewing fruits there.

For Ye Zi, he was willing to take a risk.

...

On the high platform, Mu Xiaoyu smiled and was extremely happy. Tonight's auction has undoubtedly been extremely successful so far, and the commission she can get will be quite considerable.

But tonight's auction is not over.

Mu Xiaoyu clapped her hands and smiled and said, "The last item to be auctioned tonight is also the most expensive item. The price of this item starts at 1 billion stones."

“The last lot,”

There was a sudden movement in the hall. Most of the warriors thought that these three dead men were the final auction items, but they didn't expect that it was not.

The starting price of this auction item is 1 billion stone.

What kind of treasure is it that is so valuable,

Who in Taiyi City can have such financial resources to buy treasures of this level?

In the eyes of everyone, four beautiful maids walked up with a square box of brocade about a foot, placed the box on the high platform, and then bowed and retreated.

Mu Xiaoyu did not open the brocade box, looked around everyone and smiled: "Everyone knows that Zhuang is the only one who can dominate the world. More than 20 years ago, the river was rafting, the building ships wrote poems, and the wine fighting poems left behind many masterpieces. But who knows that Zhuang is also a painting master,"

"The last item sold today is a painting by Zhuangmao,"

"How is this possible," the auction hall suddenly felt an uproar.

"It is indeed the original painting of Zhuangmao. This is an authentic painting by our Wanxianglou appraisal. It will not be fake. Moreover, this painting is interesting, inscriptions and seals."

Mu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "It is well known that before the famous shop was spread throughout the world, everyone had been dormant in Xiaozhou Academy for ten years and left many calligraphy treasures. However, the paintings were released for the first time. The total number of paintings discovered this time are quite interesting, and the styles and techniques are unprecedented. The auction of the Wanxiang Building in Taiyi City is the first auction in this batch. Even if you can't take it, you will definitely feast your eyes and it will be worth the trip."

After saying that, in the expectant eyes of everyone, Mu Xiaoyu gently opened the brocade box, took out a beautiful and pasted picture frame from it with great care, and showed it in front of everyone with a smile.

"Wow," under the platform, there was a sudden burst of surprise.
Chapter completed!