Chapter 292 Lu Li's Wingman

"13,000!"

Someone in the fifth row immediately followed suit, but the bid was very cautious and did not increase too much.

"14,000!"

"15,000!"

"......"

"......"

"40,000!"

Although everyone bid with the mentality of saving as much as possible, there were too many people bidding, and the price was raised to 40,000 in a short while, and Shui Lian did not even need to provoke.

Song Juexin next to him also smiled involuntarily. The value of a single low-grade Huiyuan Pill should be around 5,000. According to this trend, it will soon exceed its own value.

Sure enough, after several rounds of bidding, the price soared directly to '51,000'. The bidder was a gloomy old man in a gray robe sitting in the eighth row.

This price instantly calmed most people down.

Although this Huiyuan Pill is good, they all have more than 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, but after all, Huiyuan Pill can only play the greatest role in battle, and cannot directly improve cultivation.

Spirit stones are the basic materials for improving cultivation. After some calculations, many people gave up the idea of ​​buying Huiyuan Dan at a price of more than 50,000.

Lu Li never bid a price from beginning to end. He did not expect a price of more than 50,000. Thinking of this, his eyes flickered slightly, and he sent a voice to Wu De and asked, "What is the specific value of this Huiyuan Dan?"

Wu De tilted his head to look at Lu Li, frowned, and sent a voice message in the same way: "Value varies from person to person. If you need it urgently, even a pile of shit is worth this price."

Lu Li's face twitched, "Can you be more serious?"

Wu De grinned and continued to send a voice message: "In today's casual cultivation world, the value of a low-grade Huiyuan Dan should be around 5,000.

But as I said, it varies from person to person. After all, Huiyuan Dan cannot be judged by its surface value. Something that can save your life at a critical moment should be priceless."

After hearing what Wu De said, Lu Li had a plan in his mind. He didn't want three bottles. He was also going to save some spirit stones to compete for the silver umbrella behind, but if it was one bottle, he still wanted to fight for it.

"Sixty-five thousand!"

Just when Lu Li was thinking secretly and decided to get a bottle for self-defense, a girl's voice without any emotion suddenly sounded. Lu Li looked in the direction of the voice and found that the one who was bidding was the cold woman from Wangqing Valley.

And the strange thing is that as the girl spoke, the scene became strangely quiet. I don't know if these people really couldn't afford to bid, or for other reasons.

Seeing this situation, Lu Li couldn't help but smile bitterly: No one bid, then if he bid again, it would undoubtedly be a slap in the face of the other party, and he also wanted to get the Seven-Leaf Snow Lotus from the girl. If he offended the other party, it would not be a wise choice...

However, there are only three bottles of Huiyuan Dan this time. If you don't get it in the first round, the competition for the next two bottles will definitely be more intense. Wouldn't it be a waste of a lot of spirit stones?

"The first bottle of low-grade Huiyuan Dan, the current highest price is 65,000 low-grade spirit stones. Excuse me, is there a higher price than 65,000!" Just when Lu Li was struggling, Shui Lian had raised the gavel in his hand.

No hesitation!

Lu Li's eyes flashed, and he suddenly had a plan in his mind. He turned his head to look at Wu De and sent a message again: "Old man, I must get this first bottle of Huiyuan Dan. Help me..." Wu De was stunned, "Are you sure? But you want me to be the bad guy..." Lu Li slowly stretched out a finger, "One thousand spiritual stones for reward." "..." "Sixty-five thousand, once!" Just when the two of them were secretly communicating and no one wanted to argue anymore, Shui Lian shouted out helplessly. Although this price has exceeded the value of Huiyuan Dan itself, it is still far from the expected value of Wanbao Pavilion, and Song Juexin's face is not particularly good. "These people are quite sensible." The girl in yellow muttered with some pride beside the girl. "Needless to say, in this small Wushuang City, who dares to offend our Wangqing Valley." The girl in green next to her also said with a smile. Chen Bing's expression also eased slightly when he saw this, and he said lightly, "Everyone is just giving face, not because you are afraid of my Forgetful Valley. When you go out, you two should think before you speak."

Although the two girls didn't quite agree with what he said, they still said yes respectfully.

"Sixty-five thousand, twice!"

At this moment, Shui Lian's voice of confirming the price for the second time came out again. Seeing that everyone still didn't respond, Shui Lian no longer dragged her feet, and after a word, she continued to shout:

"Sixty-five thousand, three..."

"Sixty-six thousand!"

Before Shui Lian finished speaking, an old voice suddenly interrupted Shui Lian, and the person who spoke was Wu De.

"Who is this? Is he so blind that he dares to offend the Ice Fairy of Forgetful Valley?"

"Yes, how did this person live to this day?"

"..."

As soon as Wu De finished speaking, he immediately caused everyone to scorn him, and he spoke louder and louder, as if he was deliberately trying to please Chen Bing.

Although Wu De had expected this result, he couldn't help but stand up when he was scolded, and shouted at everyone: "Why, you guys like to chase and lick others, but you don't let me bid? Or is it that the auction of Wanbao Pavilion was opened by someone..." "Hahaha, what are you talking about, fellow Taoist?"

As soon as Wu De finished speaking, Song Juexin on the stage laughed loudly, "We, Wanbao Pavilion, always do business fairly and impartially. Since it is an auction, of course the highest bidder wins, and we will never use power to overwhelm others. Fellow Taoist, just bid..."

As the general manager of Wanbao Pavilion Wushuang City, he naturally wants to maintain the reputation of Wanbao Pavilion. Even if he offends Wangqing Valley, he must not back down. Otherwise, who would dare to participate in Wanbao Pavilion's auction.

As soon as these words came out, the minds of some people who originally gave up the competition became active, but after thinking about it for a while, they still shook their heads and gave up the competition.

"Senior sister, this..." The girl in yellow looked at Chen Bing with an ugly face. She just said that these people are sensible, but she didn't expect that a thorn came out right away.

Chen Bing frowned, glanced at Wu De, and then faintly shouted two words, "Seventy thousand!"

Although there was no hint of joy or anger in her voice, everyone thought that there was already a trace of anger in the Ice Fairy's heart.

However, Wu De pretended not to know and raised his hand, "Seventy thousand to one!"

"Eighty thousand!"

"Eighty thousand one!"

Wu De once again only added one thousand, and everyone was in an uproar. This was obviously deliberately making the Ice and Snow Fairy unhappy. Chen Bing's eyes flashed with a rare wave, and he lightly knocked on the armrest, just as he was about to speak.

But suddenly he saw the boy in white next to Wu De suddenly stood up and looked at Wu De coldly:

"Old guy, if you can't afford the price, don't do it. If you act like this, not to mention that this beautiful girl is disgusting, I also feel very sick to my stomach..."