Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

"Don't stop me! This prince wants to see who is on the opposite side, dare to fight against this prince!"

Wang Jun's eyes were red, and he was about to rush out of the box.

The woman in cheongsam hugged him tightly and shouted:
"Little prince, calm down! This is an auction house, we must guarantee the privacy of each customer."

But Wang Jun was already hysterical, his wrist was in severe pain, he had already been pinched by Wang Jun, and he opened it: "Let me go! If you fight against this prince, you will die! What privacy do dead people need?"

But how can she let go?

Even if the wrist is broken, she will never let it go.

After going through many trials, she finally got the job and supported her family.

This is her duty, so she can do whatever it takes, she screamed desperately: "My lord, even you have no right to break the rules of the auction house!"

"Ridiculous! A small auction house dares to oppose this prince?" The woman in cheongsam had already felt Wang Jun's anger, and she suddenly realized that the man in front of her hated others challenging his authority.

She has seen him and pointed it into a knife, the aura has condensed in her palm, the strength of the aura has reached the late stage of Xuanji!
She has heard that this is the unique practice method of the royal family, the imperial dragon sword!

However, Wang Jun is the son of the prince after all, and he did not get a complete true biography like the Ninth Five-Year Plan today, but even so, he is enough to rank among the masters in the arena.

His palm has been slowly raised.

"I heard that someone is making trouble at the auction house?"

However, just as Wang Jun's eyes were cold and the knife in his hand was about to fall, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open.

But where does the cheongsam girl have time to look back?She didn't have time to care about who pushed the box door open, all her strength was concentrated on her hands.

Wang Jun was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and when his temper came up, there was no room for maneuver. He even ignored the person who pushed the box away. A golden light appeared in his palm, and he had already cut it off, aiming at the hand of the cheongsam woman hugging his waist.

"Little prince calm down!"

Her eyes were closed tightly, the corners of her eyes were hot and humid, and her voice was hoarse.

But she still can't let go, since she joined the auction house, she has put life and death aside, let alone an arm?
"Ahhhhhhhh~" she cried hysterically
However, the expected pain did not come from the wrist.

But she still didn't dare to open her eyes, she was afraid, afraid that the moment she opened her eyes, she would see blood filling her vision.

"You, who are you?"

It wasn't until the voice of the little prince trembling with shock came that she was finally sure that she was fine.

She finally dared to open her eyes. In front of her eyes was a middle-aged man with gray beard and hair. He was dressed in a black robe with a gold thread border. It was the best satin.

He is not tall in stature, but he seems to have great strength.

He just stretched out a finger, and stopped Wang Jun with a golden palm without seeing him exert any force!
Just looking at the golden light that contained the power of a real dragon, she was shocked.

She had no doubt that if Wang Jun cut off with this palm, her wrist would completely melt.

However, the middle-aged man's fingers seemed not to belong to this world. The space around his fingers was slightly distorted, as if there was another world beyond his fingertips.

No matter how overbearing Wang Jun's palm strength is, he still can't attack Fenhao.

The middle-aged man laughed calmly: "It turns out that the little prince came here, and I said who has the guts to make trouble in my Longdu auction."

"You are, Bajing?" Wang Jun looked the middle-aged man up and down, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

"I'm not talented. It's a great honor for the little prince to recognize the villain." Ba Jing smiled modestly, bowed slightly, and bowed his hands in salute.

Although Bajing had a pleasant face, Wang Jun's face was pale.

It seems that Cai Bajing's method of blocking his move of Huanglongbadao just now has already frightened him.

Wang Jun withdrew his palm and took a deep breath. Being interrupted by Bajing, he didn't have the heart to make trouble for the other side. His eyes turned to the auction stage again.

The male host's voice was still passionate: "Three hundred and ten million times!"

"Three hundred and fifty million times!"

Wang Jun's body began to tremble, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

But he has been unable to call out a higher bid.

After a long time, he closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and muttered softly, "Don't let me find out who you are, or I will make you regret being born in this world."

"1000 million [-] million! Deal!"

"Boom!"

The hammer held high by the male host finally fell.

……

"finally."

Ye Fan's beating heart finally calmed down.

Fortunately, at the last moment, there was no price increase on the van, otherwise Ye Fan would not be able to bid for this item even if he lost his fortune.

It's really hard!Ye Fan let out a long breath, and collapsed on the arhat chair.

Beside him, Diankong also heaved a sigh of relief: "I don't know who is in the van. After several biddings, both sides have suffered a lot, so that this time, it's a total of 1000 million!"

"Plop thump~"

When the number was spoken from Diankong's mouth, Ye Fan's heartbeat became heavy, his throat tightened, and his breathing became difficult.

Clutching his chest, he kept sucking in air, but he couldn't take a breath.

"Damn it!" The cheongsam woman on the side began to swear, "Did you do it on purpose? Your brother has just relaxed from the bidding, how can he stand such an excitement!"

Said she looked back.

But Ye Fan's vision was already blurred, and he couldn't see her eyes clearly.

She let out a long sigh: "Forget it, for the sake of your hard work, I will give you artificial respiration."

……

The auction ended, and finally waited until the money was settled.

Dian Kong led the way, and Ye Fan followed closely.

The two stopped in the registration hall.

In order to ensure the privacy of each donor, the registration office sorted the goods photographed by each donor into different categories and put them in different darkrooms, waiting for them to pick them up.

"With such a design, it is really empathetic."

Ye Fan nodded in praise, and walked into the dark room with Dian Kong.

There are also beauties in the darkroom, holding pens and paper, waiting for Ye Fan to make a deal.

Seeing Ye Fan enter the dark room, she handed a storage bracelet to Ye Fan: "Mr. Ye, this is the spirit stone you got on consignment."

Ye Fan pushed the bracelet back: "No need, just proceed to the next transaction and deduct it from this bracelet."

The beauty nodded, took the bracelet, and continued to count.

Ye Fan's heart began to ache again when he saw the spirit stone that had not yet warmed up in his hands. He was in urgent need of money, so he asked, "How are the other items sold at a buy-price consignment?"

The beauty flipped through the booklet in her hand and said, "Mr. Ye, please be patient, because the consignment volume is too large, it will take some time to sell all of them."

Ye Fan sighed softly: "I have to wait, it seems that I am not destined for wealth."

Diankong at the side comforted: "Brother Ye, don't be melancholy. Although the eighth and ninth-level Dao Spirit Artifacts are sold at a one-off price, they cannot be auctioned to increase the price. The good thing is that the quantity is huge, and it can be sold for tens of thousands."

"Really?" Ye Fan opened his eyes wide, like a child looking forward to candy.

"If you don't believe me, I'll accompany you to the valuation hall later. The expert's valuation should have come out."