Chapter 219 1 million!
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Fu Bai San Qiu
Chapter 219 100 million!
Although this piece of cloth is old, it is only in a dilapidated state after all, and the information displayed on it is not enough for people to distinguish what is hidden in it. Even he himself didn't have much confidence that he could successfully auction off the price of [-] yuan.
After the silence in the auction hall lasted for nearly 5 minutes, the white-haired auctioneer finally let out a sigh. Just when he was about to announce that the auction had failed, a voice rang out, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
"11..."
A faint voice broke the silence in the arena. Immediately, countless eyes moved along the sound, and finally settled on a Gu Fan who was near the front row, and some murmurs rang out.
"Is this guy out of his mind? Spending 11 yuan to buy a crap that doesn't know its purpose?"
Not only the crowd at the back, but even some forces in the front row cast their slightly surprised gazes at Gu Fan who was wrapped in Gu Fan.
Fan Ling, the young lord of the Blood Sect, turned his head to look at Gu Fan, but couldn't help but frowned slightly. For some reason, he always had a particularly sensitive feeling towards Gu Fan, and now it was the first time he saw him again. Bidding for the auction of this ancient and broken piece of cloth that no one knows what it is used for, a strange feeling is lingering in my heart, lingering.
Shaking his head, Fan Ling pondered for a while, and with narrowed eyes, he stared at the ancient torn piece of cloth that was swaying slightly in the auctioneer's hands, his eyes flickering.
On the crystal stage, when someone finally made an offer, the auctioneer let out a sigh of relief, looked up at where Gu Fan was, and said with a smile: "My lord bid 11, does anyone want to raise the price?"
Hearing the auctioneer's words, countless people rolled their eyes at the moment, how many idiots do you think there are in this world...
The auctioneer also seemed to know that this question was for nothing, and after a sneer, he was about to drop the auction hammer in his hand.
"and many more."
A cold voice suddenly sounded, making the hammer in the auctioneer's hand stiff. Looking along the voice with suspicious eyes, he saw Fan Ling, the young master of the Blood Sect who was slowly standing up. He was startled and smiled. Said: "Young Sect Master, this is?"
Ignoring him, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fan Ling turned around, stared at the ancient mortal who was sitting motionless on the chair with cold eyes, suddenly laughed, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly got a little bit interested in this thing." Interest, 13."
Under Gu Fan, his agitated eyes suddenly became sharp, his fists in his sleeves were clenched tightly, Gu Fan trembled slightly, Gu Fan stared at the pale young man with a gloomy gaze through the brim of his hat, The faint fighting spirit couldn't help but surged in the meridians like a roaring lake.
Gu Fan leaned lazily on the soft back of the chair, with a flat tone, as if he was casually fighting with others: "15."
Gu Fan's price increase made Fan Ling raise his eyebrows. In this auction, apart from those people who also have powerful forces behind them, Gu Fan is also the first solo person who dares to bid directly with him.
"20." Staring at Gu Fan for a long time, the Young Patriarch of the Blood Sect raised his price by nearly [-] with a wave of his palm.
"Young Sect Master..." Seeing Fan Ling's actions, the old man beside him couldn't help but stand up. If it was said that he spent a lot of money to buy the flying fighting skills before, it was understandable, but now Spending unnecessary money to get angry with others is really inconsistent with Fan Ling's previous temperament.
"Sit down for me!" Fan Ling's face turned cold, and he yelled at the old man. The flash of hostility on his face made the old man's heart shudder, so he had to shrink back.
This was a somewhat inexplicable bidding contest, which immediately made everyone in the audience a little stunned. No one knew what this young suzerain was going crazy, and he was suddenly competing with someone he didn't know for money. This kind of hurtful Things that are not good for oneself are really weird.
Of course, apart from these bewildered people in the field, the auctioneer on the crystal stage burst into laughter. He didn't expect that this thing, which was considered to be of little use, would actually attract two people's bidding. And one of them is the rich and powerful Young Master of the Blood Sect.
"25!" Gu Fan said flatly.
In terms of financial resources, Gu Fan is not inferior to anyone.
"30!" Fan Ling continued to raise the price, as if unwilling to admit defeat.
"Hehe...50!" Gu Fan said directly.
A mere 50 yuan, isn't it just a matter of him refining a little more elixir, even if he doesn't refine elixir, with the financial resources of their ancient clan, isn't it better than a mere blood sect?
Seeing Gu Fan's actions, Fan Ling frowned suddenly, did he feel wrong?This guy bought this thing just for random?
"55!" Fan Ling said.
"100 million!" Gu Fan directly bid 100 million, and he was bound to win the map of Jinglian Yaohuo.
And 100 million is just a small amount of money to him.
Fan Ling's face was also a little ugly, 100 million, even for their Fan family, it was not a small amount of money.
What's more, the gaze shot from around him as if looking at an idiot and lunatic made the corner of his mouth twitch, he snorted coldly, turned around and sat back in the chair, his face was terribly gloomy.
"Good boy, let me give it to you first, but this thing will be mine in the end!" Fan Ling sneered.
"Hehe, Master Gu Fan bought this map with 100 million gold coins, can someone raise the price?" the auctioneer asked with a smile, but no one answered him, so he quickly knocked the auction hammer go down.
At this time, strange eyes came from all around, Gu Fan was so rich and powerful in the auction house, no doubt he told everyone that he was a fat sheep.
In this black-horned area, a fat sheep is not a good sign. Since it is a fat sheep, many people will naturally stare at him.
But for Gu Fan, no matter who they are, if they want to make up their minds, he doesn't mind giving them a ride.
Sitting quietly on the chair, several batches of auction items were exchanged on the stage, but none of them attracted Gu Fan's attention.
At this time, Fan Ling's gaze, vaguely fixed on the back of Gu Fan in front of him, and his lower face widened with a sinister smile.
"Master!" An elder bowed his head.
"Keep an eye on that kid, when the time comes, he will be our prey!" Fan Ling sneered.
Looking at Fan Ling's gloomy face, the elders also laughed, because of this kind of thing, they didn't know how many times they did it.
"Yes, young master, I'll make arrangements right away, I guarantee that Gu Fan won't survive tonight!" the elder sneered.
"Jie Jie...boy, you will have to pay a high price to steal something from me." Fan Ling said coldly.
(End of this chapter)
Although this piece of cloth is old, it is only in a dilapidated state after all, and the information displayed on it is not enough for people to distinguish what is hidden in it. Even he himself didn't have much confidence that he could successfully auction off the price of [-] yuan.
After the silence in the auction hall lasted for nearly 5 minutes, the white-haired auctioneer finally let out a sigh. Just when he was about to announce that the auction had failed, a voice rang out, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
"11..."
A faint voice broke the silence in the arena. Immediately, countless eyes moved along the sound, and finally settled on a Gu Fan who was near the front row, and some murmurs rang out.
"Is this guy out of his mind? Spending 11 yuan to buy a crap that doesn't know its purpose?"
Not only the crowd at the back, but even some forces in the front row cast their slightly surprised gazes at Gu Fan who was wrapped in Gu Fan.
Fan Ling, the young lord of the Blood Sect, turned his head to look at Gu Fan, but couldn't help but frowned slightly. For some reason, he always had a particularly sensitive feeling towards Gu Fan, and now it was the first time he saw him again. Bidding for the auction of this ancient and broken piece of cloth that no one knows what it is used for, a strange feeling is lingering in my heart, lingering.
Shaking his head, Fan Ling pondered for a while, and with narrowed eyes, he stared at the ancient torn piece of cloth that was swaying slightly in the auctioneer's hands, his eyes flickering.
On the crystal stage, when someone finally made an offer, the auctioneer let out a sigh of relief, looked up at where Gu Fan was, and said with a smile: "My lord bid 11, does anyone want to raise the price?"
Hearing the auctioneer's words, countless people rolled their eyes at the moment, how many idiots do you think there are in this world...
The auctioneer also seemed to know that this question was for nothing, and after a sneer, he was about to drop the auction hammer in his hand.
"and many more."
A cold voice suddenly sounded, making the hammer in the auctioneer's hand stiff. Looking along the voice with suspicious eyes, he saw Fan Ling, the young master of the Blood Sect who was slowly standing up. He was startled and smiled. Said: "Young Sect Master, this is?"
Ignoring him, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fan Ling turned around, stared at the ancient mortal who was sitting motionless on the chair with cold eyes, suddenly laughed, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly got a little bit interested in this thing." Interest, 13."
Under Gu Fan, his agitated eyes suddenly became sharp, his fists in his sleeves were clenched tightly, Gu Fan trembled slightly, Gu Fan stared at the pale young man with a gloomy gaze through the brim of his hat, The faint fighting spirit couldn't help but surged in the meridians like a roaring lake.
Gu Fan leaned lazily on the soft back of the chair, with a flat tone, as if he was casually fighting with others: "15."
Gu Fan's price increase made Fan Ling raise his eyebrows. In this auction, apart from those people who also have powerful forces behind them, Gu Fan is also the first solo person who dares to bid directly with him.
"20." Staring at Gu Fan for a long time, the Young Patriarch of the Blood Sect raised his price by nearly [-] with a wave of his palm.
"Young Sect Master..." Seeing Fan Ling's actions, the old man beside him couldn't help but stand up. If it was said that he spent a lot of money to buy the flying fighting skills before, it was understandable, but now Spending unnecessary money to get angry with others is really inconsistent with Fan Ling's previous temperament.
"Sit down for me!" Fan Ling's face turned cold, and he yelled at the old man. The flash of hostility on his face made the old man's heart shudder, so he had to shrink back.
This was a somewhat inexplicable bidding contest, which immediately made everyone in the audience a little stunned. No one knew what this young suzerain was going crazy, and he was suddenly competing with someone he didn't know for money. This kind of hurtful Things that are not good for oneself are really weird.
Of course, apart from these bewildered people in the field, the auctioneer on the crystal stage burst into laughter. He didn't expect that this thing, which was considered to be of little use, would actually attract two people's bidding. And one of them is the rich and powerful Young Master of the Blood Sect.
"25!" Gu Fan said flatly.
In terms of financial resources, Gu Fan is not inferior to anyone.
"30!" Fan Ling continued to raise the price, as if unwilling to admit defeat.
"Hehe...50!" Gu Fan said directly.
A mere 50 yuan, isn't it just a matter of him refining a little more elixir, even if he doesn't refine elixir, with the financial resources of their ancient clan, isn't it better than a mere blood sect?
Seeing Gu Fan's actions, Fan Ling frowned suddenly, did he feel wrong?This guy bought this thing just for random?
"55!" Fan Ling said.
"100 million!" Gu Fan directly bid 100 million, and he was bound to win the map of Jinglian Yaohuo.
And 100 million is just a small amount of money to him.
Fan Ling's face was also a little ugly, 100 million, even for their Fan family, it was not a small amount of money.
What's more, the gaze shot from around him as if looking at an idiot and lunatic made the corner of his mouth twitch, he snorted coldly, turned around and sat back in the chair, his face was terribly gloomy.
"Good boy, let me give it to you first, but this thing will be mine in the end!" Fan Ling sneered.
"Hehe, Master Gu Fan bought this map with 100 million gold coins, can someone raise the price?" the auctioneer asked with a smile, but no one answered him, so he quickly knocked the auction hammer go down.
At this time, strange eyes came from all around, Gu Fan was so rich and powerful in the auction house, no doubt he told everyone that he was a fat sheep.
In this black-horned area, a fat sheep is not a good sign. Since it is a fat sheep, many people will naturally stare at him.
But for Gu Fan, no matter who they are, if they want to make up their minds, he doesn't mind giving them a ride.
Sitting quietly on the chair, several batches of auction items were exchanged on the stage, but none of them attracted Gu Fan's attention.
At this time, Fan Ling's gaze, vaguely fixed on the back of Gu Fan in front of him, and his lower face widened with a sinister smile.
"Master!" An elder bowed his head.
"Keep an eye on that kid, when the time comes, he will be our prey!" Fan Ling sneered.
Looking at Fan Ling's gloomy face, the elders also laughed, because of this kind of thing, they didn't know how many times they did it.
"Yes, young master, I'll make arrangements right away, I guarantee that Gu Fan won't survive tonight!" the elder sneered.
"Jie Jie...boy, you will have to pay a high price to steal something from me." Fan Ling said coldly.
(End of this chapter)
