After that, he stood up for a moment and raised his card high!

"One and a half million!" The auctioneer shouted excitedly!

Feng Feiyu looked provocatively at VIP Room No. 9, and you will continue to raise prices. You will be blamed if you are not dead!

A few seconds passed, and he had been following the cries of his bargain before, and suddenly he fell silent.

"What's going on?" Feng Feiyu's proud face suddenly paled.

Why is n’t bidding on the 9th? !!

A few seconds passed, and No. 9 remained silent.

"Twice a million and a half!" The auctioneer repeated!

The price of a million-dollar artifact that can be called to 1.5 million is unexpected.

No. 9 will not continue to bid, and the others are not fools.

"Three and a half million, the Fenfeng sword was sold!"

When the auction hammer was finalized, Feng Feiyu's face changed completely.

"Brother, look at us being pitted!" Feng Linger complained. "That guy obviously wants to make you bleed. You still don't listen to persuasion. Now it's okay, and half a million wasted!"

"Shut up!" Feng Feiyu stared somberly, staring in the direction of VIP Room No. 9 and gritted his teeth. "It's best not to let Lao Tzu know who is in Room No. 9!"

He wanted to make a bid for the last time, which caused a big bleeding in VIP Room 9. Who knew that she would stop at a critical time!

Furious at him!

"Brother, we have wasted 1.5 million gold coins, and we can't continue to waste it!" Feng Linger still had a sense of crisis at the critical moment.

"I know!" Feng Feiyu gritted his teeth.

Feng Linger sighed, "I don't know if the gold coin was enough for the final sale of the muscle pill?"

"It should be enough ... Our Feng family is a big family in Beicha, and there is no big deal in millions of gold coins." Feng Feiyu comforted himself, but his heart was tense.

Because most of the people present came at Shengji Dan, we can see how popular Shengji Dan is.

He was really scared, because of his impulse, he lost his chance to bid.

In the VIP room, Di Fuyao laughed when he saw that Feng Feiyu was about to get angry and vomit blood after eating.

Nangong Changqing rarely saw her with such a true temperament, looked at her with a smile, and raised her mouth unconsciously.

It was the first time he had seen her smiling so openly when he was used to the demon who was usually indifferent.

"Fenfeng sword, right, your boy is waiting for Fengfeiyu, Lao Tzu will cut your sword again to make you lose your blood!" Emperor Fu shook his eyes with a sly bloodthirsty.

After the auction was over, she started, chopped Feng Feiyu's Fenfeng Sword, and let him die!

In the next auction process, every treasure is mediocre.

But once, the lot was still a wind weapon, and Feng Feiyu's eyes glowed when he saw it.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare to bid again. He watched this wind magic weapon better than the Fenfeng Sword, and was shot away by others with half the price of the Fenfeng Sword, and his lungs hurt.

The hatred has deepened to those in VIP Room 9.

"Last sale, Sanshin!"

After the auctioneer finished speaking, everyone at the venue suddenly became interested!

"In this auction, there is no reserve price and no cap. The one with the highest price will receive three muscles!" The auctioneer explained the rules of the auction.

Crowd uproar!

I thought it was sold one by one, but I didn't expect it was an auction of three.

This can stump a lot of people who just want to take a muscle pill. After all, the three are added together, and the price will definitely scare people!

"I give out 100,000 coins!" Someone started to bid!

Di Fu shook his eyebrows slightly, not expecting that her initial price for this muscle pill was so high.

"I make 200,000!" Someone doubled!

"I give 300,000 gold coins!" Someone roared!

"I have 400,000!"

"..."

Watching everyone at the conference bidding, Di Fu shook his mouth with a brighter smile.

Whoops, her market is so good!

The higher the price, the more it costs hundreds of thousands.

Di Fuyao was slightly surprised. Fortunately, the currency in this world was different from her previous life. The prices here were already high.

A rich man can spend tens of thousands of gold coins for a meal, so it is not strange that a weapon and a panacea cost hundreds of thousands or millions.

"I give 700,000!" Someone yelled, which was by far the highest bid.

Di Fuyao noticed that the brothers and sisters of the Feng Family had been holding on to each other. They must be waiting for most people to give up before bidding.

Those who did not move, not only the brothers and sisters of the Feng family, but also Di Yaotian, the Tang family, and even Mo Wuyi who had not changed his expression from beginning to end.

These few popularity are settled, and we must reach the last moment to use our best to kill the Quartet!

After 700,000, there were significantly fewer bidders.

"Eight hundred thousand!"

Sure enough, Feng Feiyu couldn't hold back, and began to bid for cards.

"Eighty-five million!" Di Yaotian followed closely behind!

"Nine hundred thousand!" The Tang family resigned!

Emperor Fu shook his eyes and saw that he was still still.

"Ding!"

There was a sudden sound in the room, and Emperor Fu shook it. It was Nangong Changqing who shot this time!

"The VIP room on the 9th is a million!"

Three Muscle Dans took a million! The audience was uproar!

However, it is even more shocking!

"Prince, your purpose this time is to revitalize my muscles?" Di Fu shook his mouth slightly.

Nangong Changqing nodded and smiled, "Yes!"

"1.1 million!" Feng Feiyu raised his card!

"1.2 million!" Di Yaotian also raised his card!

"1.3 million!" The Tang family followed suit!

The three families seemed to be dead together.

"Two million!" Suddenly, someone directly bid for the highest bid ever!

The venue is boiling!

Feng Feiyu, Di Yaotian and the Tang family furiously looked at the culprit of the malicious price increase, and saw a handsome face with ice cubes.

Several people were silent ...

The bidder turned out to be Mo Wuyi! Apprentice of King Yaowang!

Mo Wuxi produced two million, apparently Di Fuyao had expected it.

"Two million for the first time!" The auctioneer shouted excitedly.

Feng Feiyu gritted his teeth and held up a sign, "2.11 million!"

"Two thousand two hundred thousand!" Di Yaotian also struggled.

"20.3 million!" The Tang family apparently followed suit.

Nangong Changqing Jun raised his eyebrows, and when he was about to press the bid, Di Fu shook his eyes and quickly stopped him, "You have nowhere to burn?"

"Yao Qing, Hon Gong needs muscle pill."

Di Fu shook his mouth slightly, "I still have Shengji Dan. You can buy it from me, so why bother to bid so hard."

As soon as she said that Nangong Changqing immediately understood, she no longer followed the bidding.

"Two and a half million!" Mo Wuxi's impatient tone killed the Quartet directly!

Feng Feiyu silently looked down at the balance of the gold card, and was somewhat annoyed. The balance was exactly 2.5 million. If there was another 10,000, he would be able to bid.

Helpless, he took the gold coin to shoot the Fenfeng Sword.