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Chapter 112, Divine Sword Zhuo Family

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    They are the ones who really want to get this treasure tripod, so when others are shrinking from it, they are still bidding slowly, trying to outdo each other and get this treasure tripod back.  However, when it reached the point of thirty-five thousand, the three of them couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. When they raised the price, they were all cautious. For the increase of one thousand, one thousand, no one took the initiative to add two to three thousand, or even three to four.  Thousands of things.  Finally, when the silver-haired old man called out the last number, forty thousand, the big man in yellow robe and the middle-aged man in red couldn't help but sigh, slumped in their seats, and gave up their qualifications to continue bidding.  Forty thousand, this is almost the limit of this tripod. If it goes any higher, it is not worth it. Even if you really buy it back, you will feel distressed for a long time.  And, looking at this stance, forty thousand, the answer is still unknown whether it can really be obtained.  Sure enough As the white-haired auctioneer Huang Xing's quiet voice sounded from the high platform: "Forty thousand for the first time" "Forty thousand for the second time!" "Forty thousand for the third time" Everyone in the audience  His heart jumped to his throat. There was silence in the hall, only the sound of people breathing rapidly sounded like a bellows.  The silver-haired old man who shouted out a high price of 40,000 yuan had sweaty hands. He stood up unconsciously and stared at the high platform. He only hoped that the silver hammer in the white-haired auctioneer's hand would fall as soon as possible.  Once the dust has settled and the final word is finalized, no matter what changes occur, it will be of no use.  However, there is always a certain distance between dreams and reality. Just when the white-haired old man was nervously waiting for the result to be announced, an arrogant young voice suddenly sounded slowly from a private room on the second floor: "Forty-five thousand  ! ¡± ¡° Wow! ¡± The entire auction venue was almost boiling. The sudden scene made many people open their eyes. The silver-haired old man had an ugly look on his face and slumped down in his seat.  When he was about to succeed, he was cut off when he was on the verge of success. He couldn't bear it. However, in the face of such a sky-high price shouted by others, he could only do nothing.  Forty thousand is his bottom line. Beyond this bottom line, he no longer has the ability, so if he adds more, it would be okay if it is one thousand or two thousand. If he grits his teeth, he may still be able to come up with it.  But as soon as this person opened his mouth, the price went up to five thousand, which was far beyond the value of the Ten Thousand Demonic Thunder Cauldron. It would be unwise to compete with him again.  Even if it was finally auctioned off, he would still have to vomit three liters of blood, so he had no choice but to give up.  The silver-haired old man¡¯s giving up finally allowed the auction of the Ten Thousand Demons Thunder Cauldron to reach the final stage. Everyone knew that this was the time to really see the outcome, and the winner of the Ten Thousand Demons Thunder Cauldron would soon be born.  Even if they can¡¯t hold the treasure in their own hands, everyone still wants to know who kind of person took this treasure tripod away in the end, so they all looked curiously at the box where the young man¡¯s voice came from.  And on the second floor, Tang Gu and Shui Xue couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.  Although the two of them could not tell the number of the box from which the voice came, they were extremely familiar with the voice of this arrogant young man.  This person is none other than the young man in purple who was with them at the Xinglin Villa branch and took part in the alchemy assessment, Zhuo Yixing.  A mysterious young man in purple who has an extraordinary origin but a mysterious life experience, and can perform the unique skill of Five Dragons Burning Cauldron, which astonished even the elders of Xinglin Villa - Zhuo Yixing.  It¡¯s actually him?  Immediately, the two of them couldn't help but be stunned.  Tang Gu could even think of buying this ancient Ten Thousand Demonic Thunder Cauldron for Shui Xue. With such a mysterious origin, who is also an alchemist and possesses an ancient and unparalleled alchemy skill, how could he not be tempted by the mysterious young man in purple, Zhuo Yixing?  "If this treasure tripod falls into his possession, there is no doubt that the two will complement each other and shine brightly, and the value will be more valuable than if it falls into the hands of other alchemists.  If you don¡¯t mention the character of your mind, specifically speaking from the perspective of alchemy, the value of this tripod in his hands is even greater than that in Shui Xue¡¯s hands.  After all, his alchemy skills far surpass Shui Xue¡¯s alchemy skills by more than one street.  So, it¡¯s not surprising at all that he would bid.  However, Tang Gu couldn't help but frown at this. With the young man in purple taking action, it would be difficult for him to take pictures of this tripod and give it to Shui Xue.  Because a person who is not rich but has made up his mind to buy something is the most difficult to deal with and it is basically difficult to give up.  And Tang Gu was even more clear about this.?The young man in purple is exactly that type of person who doesn't care about money at all, but is determined to get what he loves.  " Moreover, since the young man in purple has taken action, how can the young man in blue and the rough young man in blue who appeared with him just now be an exception?  ??????????????????As alchemists, how can they endure it?  The bidding may have just begun. Thinking of this, even Tang Gu couldn't help but feel a little headache.  Normal bidding is not scary, but when the bidding reaches an irrational level, those who want to participate in the bidding will suffer.  Sure enoughthe subsequent development confirmed Tang Gu's expectation.  As soon as the price of the young man in purple came out, there was no sound in the entire auction hall on the first floor of Qinglong Chamber of Commerce. Everyone was waiting quietly for the final result of the auction.  At this level of competition, it has nothing to do with them anymore. Apart from watching the excitement, they are still just watching the excitement.  The white-haired auctioneer asked everyone around him if anyone else wanted to buy the Ancient Cauldron of Ten Thousand Demons, but after no one responded, he raised the auction hammer in his hand again.  At this moment, another voice came from another box on the second floor. It was the slightly immature, but absolutely elegant voice of the young man in green: "Wait a minute" "I'll pay 46,000!  " In the auction hall below, when they heard this voice, everyone's hearts were agitated, knowing that the main event was coming, and the final battle was about to begin.  Everyone is waiting to see.  Upon hearing this, the white-haired appraiser decisively stopped the auction hammer in his hand and looked around with a smile on his face: "This young man has already bid 46,000, is there anyone else who wants to bid?  If no one bids, the tripod will belong to the young master." After saying that, he raised the auction hammer in his hand again, and then chanted loudly: "Forty-six thousand for the first time, forty-six for the second time."  , forty-six thousand third" The longer he spoke, the longer his voice protracted, obviously trying to buy time, and he deliberately looked in the direction of the box of the young man in purple who had bid before.  Sure enough, as he expected, the voice of the young man in purple rang out at the right time, and he was obviously a little angry, frightened and angry, and shouted directly: "Forty-seven thousand!" Then, he turned his eyes towards the box where the young man in green was sitting.  He turned to the direction and said in a cold voice: "Yang Chen, you are just a concubine son of the Yang family, and you dare to fight with me? Do you think your life is too long?" "Haha!" Hearing the voice of the young man in purple, the young man Yang Chen remained the same.  Without losing any temper, he said with a smile: "Yang Chen is a bastard, so naturally he is not as noble as the eldest son of the Divine Sword Zhuo family. However, I'm really sorry. This alchemy cauldron is also of great use to me, so I can't give it to you. Please give it to Haihan. Wait.  If there is anything else that Young Master Zhuo likes, Yang Chen will definitely stay away. How about giving this alchemy cauldron to my younger brother first?" After saying that, he quoted a price again: "Forty-eight thousand!  "Hehe, okay, okay!" In the box where the young man in purple was, the young man in purple, Zhuo Yi, smiled angrily: "Do you want to compete for financial resources? If it is you, the sixth son of the Yang family, who comes, I might be a little wary, but  I really don¡¯t care about you.¡± After saying that, he shouted directly again: ¡°Forty-nine thousand!¡± ¡°Fifty thousand!¡± Then, the two of them were competing in the auction room.  Reciprocal noises continued. During this period, the rough young man in blue also made a price as expected, but was soon drowned out by their voices. In the end, he had no choice but to smile bitterly and withdrew from the competition.  Finally, the price climbed all the way to 65,000, which shocked everyone. Such a sky-high price was beyond everyone's expectations. Some people's hearts couldn't bear it, so they could only cough uncontrollably.  Among the people in the audience, only the white-haired auctioneer Huang Xing was smiling. He simply took a step back, stopped talking, and watched as much as he could.  The two of them were fighting each other, and the person who benefited the most was naturally the auctioneer. Of course, he couldn't be unhappy.  He wished that if there were more such vindictive behaviors in the auction, the Qinglong Chamber of Commerce would have made a fortune long ago.  "Sixty-six thousand!" Finally, when the young man in purple, Zhuo Yixing, quoted a sky-high price again, the voice of the young man in blue in another private room finally paused slightly, and then said with a wry smile: "Hey, forget it.  Well, Yang has limited financial resources, so I won¡¯t compete with Mr. Zhuo. I¡¯ll give this tripod to you.¡± After saying that, he didn¡¯t say anything anymore, obviously giving up the fight.  Hearing this voice, many people in the hall were a little disappointed. It was a pity that it was such a good fight between dragons and tigers.It was over, but the white-haired auctioneer was still satisfied.  Can¡¯t he be satisfied?  Just because of the appearance of these two people, the price of the Ten Thousand Demons Thunder Cauldron was twice as high as the actual price. For this single transaction, his commission tonight would definitely not be less.  In his mind, he still doesn¡¯t know how to arrange these two young men, madman, brain-dead, idiot, rich second generation Various terms appear alternately. If these two people are his sons, of course he will be heartbroken and regretful.  But in reality, he was smiling all over his face and said with a smile: "Very good, now this young master bids 66,000. Does anyone else want to bid? 66,000 for the first time and 66,000 for the second time."  , Sixty-six thousand third" After saying that, he was about to bang the auction hammer in his hand.  Even in his opinion, although the Ten Thousand Demonic Thunder Cauldron is rare, it is still an accident to sell it for such a sky-high price. He does not think that anyone will bid again.  So, this time, I no longer wanted to offend people, I just wanted to end the auction quickly so that I could have the final say and not allow the young man in purple to go back on his words.  But at this moment, in another small box on the second floor, Tang Gu's gentle and indifferent voice could not be rejected: "Sixty-seven thousand!" The white-haired auctioneer's hand instantly froze.  into the air, and then smiled happily, almost going crazy with joy. ?¡­ ?ps: Second update.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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