Like everyone else, Mo Yanhong was not reconciled to this Chengjun sword falling into Mu Hanyan's hands. Although this was only cast by Xuanyuan Fengchen 60 years ago, the quality should not be too good, but for the name of Xuanyuan Fengchen, at least tens of millions of dollars in profit after changing hands, enough to make up for Mu Hanyan's previous loss. .

Mo Yanhong was determined not to let Mu Hanyan succeed easily.

Seeing Mo Yanhong's provocative gaze, Mu Hanyan almost blurted out the words "I will give you no more."

"Continue adding." In my mind, Xinghuan Qianji said excitedly.

"Uh..." Mu Hanyan actually had the same idea, but he was worried that stealing chickens would not lose money. Mo Yanhong is a bit idiot, but the Qiu worship who is sitting next to him seems to be mature and respectful, and it seems not so easy to calculate him.

"Others are pitted to your door, don't you want to pit it back?" Another rare roll of eyes on the astrolabe, I can't see that this guy is still holding a grudge.

"You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, what if you get stuck?" Mu Hanyan rolled his eyes back and said angrily.

"Oh, oh, why don't you have a good mind? I taught you the art of soul contract, can't you try to learn and use it?" Xinghuan Qianji said with an aversion to iron.

"Soul Deed!" Mu Hanyan's heart moved after hearing the hint of Xinghuan Qianji: From the point of view of purpose, the soul deed is obviously a kind of mind control, that is, the method used to shackle the mind.

According to Xinghuan Qianji, this soul deed can only work if the other party agrees. It is obviously impossible to control Mo Yanhong, but if it only affects his mood, it should not be a big problem.

"Russ can be taught." Just thinking of this, the voice of approval of the Star Magic Thousand Chances rang in my mind.

"Three million." Mu Hanyan's voice sounded again, and at the same time he quietly made a decision in his hand, ready to make a move immediately as long as Mo Yanhong hesitated a little.

"Four million." But Mo Yanhong did not hesitate and continued to increase the price.

"Five million." Mu Hanyan didn't dare to relax, as he raised the price while paying attention to Mo Yanhong's expression.

"Six million."

...

"Ten million." The two raced to raise the price, and soon it reached ten million.

Mo Yanhong sneered, and was about to speak, but when he was gently pulled, he turned his head and saw Qiu Zhunfeng shook his head slightly.

"It's almost done, calm down, calm down," Qiu Gongfeng said.

Mo Yanhong calmed down a bit. He bid with Mu Hanyan, mainly because he took a sigh of relief, not wanting Mu Hanyan to take advantage of it. Of course, if possible, he would use a cheap price to take a small amount of this sword. Cheap is not bad.

But now, ten million is almost the limit of this Chengjun Sword, and no matter how high it is, it will be a bit of a loss when it is photographed.

Mo Yanhong nodded and looked up at Mu Hanyan, with ridiculous smiles in his eyes: Mu Prodigal, I'd like to see how much you can lose.

Although today's plan was repeatedly undermined by Mu Hanyan, Mo Yanhong was still a little proud when he thought that Mu Hanyan had spent millions of injustices for no reason, and finally photographed this Chengjun sword without any advantage.

"Not good!" Mu Hanyan kept staring at the two of them intently. When Mo Yanhong hesitated, he immediately shot out the long-awaited decisive action.

Xinghuan Qianji only reminded her of another magical effect of the soul deed, but did not teach her how to use it, but Mu Hanyan didn't worry about it. Try it first before speaking. If it doesn't work, isn't there a Xinghuan Qianji, this guy The virtue of desperate face, how can it be impossible to watch himself dig a hole and bury himself.

With a flash of light and shadow in front of him, Mu Hanyan could feel that two completely invisible light patterns burst out of his eyes, and they were directly reflected in Mo Yanhong's eyes. Although even Mu Hanyan couldn't see clearly, she was certain that this pattern must be exactly the same as the decisive hand made in her own hand.

It turns out that the Soul Deed can still be used in this way.

Mo Yanhong's body trembled imperceptibly, and a blank look appeared in his eyes.

"Why, I don't dare to add it up. I said that if I don't have any money, I won't be babbling in front of my son, so as not to get humiliated." Mu Hanyan took out the thick stack of banknotes without losing the opportunity to make a splash. Rattle. It was like taking money to pat Mo Yanhong's face.

"Dare to say that this son has no money, dare to say that this son has no money, 20 million, this swordsman wants." Mo Yanhong was confused, lost his reason in an instant, and roared furiously.

"Master, calm down, calm down!" Qiu Zhufen was taken aback. Mo Yanhong had already calmed down just now, and he nodded to him to stop, why suddenly he froze.

Mu Hanyan was also taken aback, and she didn't expect Mo Yanhong to be so courageous that she actually added 10 million directly.

"Now you know the magical effect of the Soul Deed Art." The triumphant voice of the Star Magic Thousand Chance resounded in his mind.

"Twenty-one million." Mu Hanyan looked at Mo Yanhong contemptuously, and shook the banknote in his hand while he had not yet returned. A pair of rich and rich Laozi killed you with money. Arrogant appearance.

"Thirty million." Mo Yanhong was completely enraged and stood up abruptly.

"Thirty-one million." Mu Hanyan smiled.

"Forty million." Mo Yanhong's eyes were red, looking at Mu Hanyan like a crazy beast.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, even Xuanyuan Fengchen himself was no exception.

Forty million, this is far beyond the value of Chengjun Sword itself, and even Xuanyuan Fengchen himself did not expect to make such a sky-high price.

Everyone could tell that Mo Yanhong was angry with Mu Hanyan, but no matter how angry he was, he couldn't get along with Qian.

Looking at Mo Yanhong, whose eyes were red, and Mu Hanyan, whose eyes were clear and smiling, everyone had an intuition: It seemed that Mo Dashao was fooled by Mu Dawan.

"Hey, I don't want it anymore, congratulations to Master Mo, this sword belongs to you." Mu Hanyan was silent for a moment, smiled, and said to Mo Yanhong.

In fact, she didn't want to let Mo Yanhong go so easily, but after performing the Soul Deed technique twice in a row, she felt weak all over her body, and even tingling in her mind. Obviously, this soul deed technique was extremely detrimental to the body, and she was a bit unable to persist.

Fortunately, Mo Yanhong was knocked out of 40 million at once, and Mu Hanyan was very satisfied with this result.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, it's almost like this." As soon as he said the words, Mu Hanyan remembered that he hadn't asked about the meaning of Xinghuan Qianji.

"It's almost done, don't do things too terribly, just give him a little lesson casually." Xinghuan Qianji said.

Mu Hanyan sweated secretly, cheating others 40 million, this is just a casual lesson, what should be the result of getting serious? Worthy of being the ancestor of all **** sticks, they act differently.