"Two hundred thousand!"

    The man in black in the hall took a look at the direction of the box where Du Yuesheng was located. He shouted out the price coldly in his mouth, releasing a sense of terror and killing from him, which emerged in the surrounding space and time.

    In the box, Du Yuesheng put up his legs and knocked two legs. The girl beside him also stretched out his small hand and gently patted him on the shoulder. After drinking a sip of tea, he whispered, "200000 a gold coin!"

    "You!"

    As soon as the price appeared, the young man in black glared at Du Yuesheng''s box, but the next second his killing intention completely disappeared. The whole man was also under the seat and no longer offered.

    "Ouch!"

    "I can''t imagine how terrible the people who assassinated the organization were. How terrible did I think it was? Now it seems it''s also an abscess." Du Yuesheng heard a very contemptuous voice in his mouth and passed it into everyone''s ears in the auction hall.

    "Yes!"

    After hearing Du Yuesheng''s words, Nangong Xiaotian in the box was completely convinced. He dared to provoke even the assassination organization. If he was allowed to do so, he would not dare.

    "Very good!"

    "Very good!" in the hall, the man in black heard Du Yuesheng''s words. His whole body exuded a cold meaning, and his deep eyes looked hard at Du Yuesheng''s box.

    "200000 gold coins for the first time!"

    "200000 gold coins for the second time!"

    "250000!"

    While counting down in Korean, a young man suddenly appeared in a small corner. His lips trembled and shouted. After shouting this sentence, the whole man lay down on the ground with sweat on his face.

    "250000 for the first time"

    "250000 second time"

    "250000 third time"

    "Ding!"

    "Congratulations on the deal!"

    With the hammer of Korean, the last bottle of "wash marrow pill" was also photographed.

    "What?"

    The young man lying on the ground heard the words in Korean. He actually succeeded in the auction. He couldn''t believe that a "marrow washing pill" was really auctioned, but he confirmed it again and again.

    He really auctioned the last bottle of "marrow washing pill."

    ………

    "All right!"

    "Next will be the penultimate auction!"

    "Are you coming?"

    "Holy Level Lingbao!"

    At this moment, all the powerful people present were moved by uncontrollable greed. We must auction it down and never let it go, even if we pay any price.

    With the same sentence in Korean, a woman came up again from under the auction platform, such as Yu''s palm, slowly came up with a box in her hands.

    A woman''s smile is like a hundred flowers in full bloom. Her slender legs are folded back and forth, which fully shows her exquisite body, front rabbit and back beauty, especially the dark place below.

    "Shit!"

    "How could anyone in the Jubao auction house look better than those in the Lichun yard!" some dandies in the auction house couldn''t help drooling at the women who appeared on the auction platform.

    The woman who walked onto the auction platform slowly walked to Korean, then gently put the box in her hand on a small table on the auction platform, and then the woman slowly stepped aside.

    "Boom!"

    Korean looked at the wooden box on the table in front of him. He directly stretched out his hand and lifted the black cloth covered. The things inside also appeared in everyone''s eyes for a moment.

    "Boom!"

    At the moment when the cloth was lifted off, a spirit treasure with terrible momentum appeared in the wooden box, and a terrible energy was released from the spirit treasure. For a moment, the surrounding space and time seemed to be solidified.

    Rao is Korean, and he is also severely avoided by this breath.

    "Is this the Holy Level treasure?"

    Everyone was attracted by the ''Holy Level Lingbao'' lying in the box, especially when they saw the energy released from the Lingbao.

    It''s not just a trace of momentum that makes the martial arts under the war Saint feel a trace of death danger!

    "Must buy!!"

    "Treasure!"

    Korean looked at everyone''s eyes and was attracted by the treasures on the stage. He also opened his mouth and announced the beginning of the auction: "now start the auction, but remember not to buy gold coins, but ''purple gold coins''!"

    ''purple gold coin'' this is a higher level currency than gold coins.

    "Reserve price 100 purple gold coins!"

    "Three hundred!" before Dongfang Yun finished waiting for Korean, he directly and loudly quoted a terrible price that made most people in the auction hall take a breath.

    "Three hundred purple gold coins" is a huge number, and it is also a number that makes people want to commit crimes. However, these are just a cold hair on the four aristocratic families that have been rooted in Tianlong for countless years.

    Especially when the Ximen family was destroyed by the mysterious forces, all the other three families entered the Ximen family, and the three aristocratic families divided up the wealth of the Ximen family.

    In a mysterious box, a white haired old man looked at a girl sitting by the window and asked in a low voice, "Miss, do we want to do it?"

    On the side of the window sat an extremely exquisite and beautiful beauty with white cheeks. She had a pair of attractive eyes, a ruddy little mouth, and a beauty hemorrhoid on the little mouth, which added a bit of different beauty to her.

    The curled green silk hung down to the white fragrant shoulder, which made people pay more attention to the breath emanating from the woman, making people feel as if she should not be a person in this world.

    If Du Yuesheng were here, he must know the woman standing by the window, who was Ouyang Xue he met when he went to Jiulong Pavilion.

    "Hey, he still didn''t come!"

    Ouyang Xue sighed in her heart. She came to the auction today in the hope of meeting the mysterious man who appeared in the Kowloon medicine shop, but she didn''t find his shadow all the time.

    She couldn''t help being disappointed. Looking at the old man around her, she said faintly, "Uncle Mo doesn''t need it. Let''s go home!"

    With that, Ouyang Xue got up and left the box directly.

    The old man, who was called Mo Lao by Ouyang Xue, looked at the back of Ouyang Xue who left, and sighed in his heart. It would be a pity if she were not born in a big family!

    However, the old man slowly left the auction house with Ouyang Xue.

    At the moment Ouyang Xue stepped out of the box door, she still looked at the dark hall and appeared with the name "Du Yuesheng" in her mouth.

    "Du Yuesheng!"

    "I don''t know if we can meet again!" Ouyang Xue couldn''t help but mutter. In her mind, she couldn''t help recalling the first time she met Du Yuesheng, especially the feeling of Du Yuesheng touching her palm. She still remembers which feeling. There was a faint blush on her little face when she thought of it.

    "I hope we can meet here!"

    PS: third shift