The beginning of the end of the world unlocks the eye of reincarnation

"Take it in one fell swoop."

After speaking, he looked at Su Nayu who had been doing nothing but thinking with a different look.

He smiled secretly in his heart, "This sister is very alert and she is on guard against me."

"It's better to start with this silly sister."

"Take down my sister, He Chou's sister won't follow."

Just when he appeared in a series of articles.

The price of the ceiling fan has doubled.

Coming to a staggering 10 billion FedCoins.

Luo Bing's heart is now the same as that of the onlookers who did not participate in the auction.

Feeling that these gangsters are too rich.

The quotation exceeded 10 billion, and the increase began to decline.

That domineering voice sounded again.

"My Royal Spirit Gate offers 15 billion!"

Huang Ming repeated his old tricks and directly increased the price by 5 million, intending to use thunderous means to win the Lingbao.

Chapter 117

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15 billion!

The audience suddenly fell into shock.

The price increase stopped abruptly.

Some sects with second-rate strength can no longer hold on.

"Hey! Who knew that the Lingbao at the finale was actually a king weapon! If I knew it earlier, I should have asked the head for more money!"

"Who doesn't say it, just hearsay that the Violet Chamber of Commerce is coming, but who knows it's a king!"

"I can't hold back my brother Meng, I will withdraw from Yanling Mountain first."

"I don't make many stops at the Hokkaido Museum."

Seeing that the price was raised to an untouchable height, some sects with poor financial resources left in groups.

"The rest are all first-class sects, and they can't fight for financial resources, and they can't grab them."

"All the top spirit treasures are monopolized by these big sects, and the small sects are getting weaker and weaker, and finally cannot make ends meet."

"In the end, the world of beast control will be unified by the Three Saints and Seven Sects."

Hearing the grievances of these sect disciples, Luo Bing expressed his feelings.

This is the tragedy of the small sect.

He must learn from it and step into the unreachable peak of the world.

In order not to be a knife, I am a fish.

Inside the box of the Wanmojiao, the Elder Dementor looked surprised, "This Yulingmen is indeed a famous and decent school, and it really has plenty of funds."

If he had such conditions, why would he take the risk and join the Wanmo Cult.

Not only do they have no five insurances and one housing fund, and they do not report work-related injuries, but they are often brainwashed into saying that working overtime is a blessing.

The disciple on the side asked curiously, "Elder, shall we still increase the price?"

"Or just do it directly."

Elder Dementor glared at him, "You pig brain, I'm afraid you will become a target of public criticism if you do it now."

"Our family is definitely not the only one who intends to do it."

"Hide your figure later, and follow closely behind Yulingmen."

"Let other forces act first, and we will take advantage of the chaos to reap the benefits of the fisherman."

"The elder is wise."

Just when Huang Ming was sure of winning, he was about to brag to the Su family sisters.

A voice from box 11 shattered his illusion.

"20 billion!"

Another price increase made the auction go to hell.

"What! Could it be that there is another person from the Three Saints and Seven Sects!"

"Another [-] million! My God! This is our sect's two-year expenses!"

"Handsome! I didn't like that shit Yuling Shengzi a long time ago!

It's fine if you like to drink cups, and there are two fairies for company!Now it's all right, you can watch him suffer! "

"I'm super! What's the origin of the No. 11 box? If you dare to challenge Yulingmen, aren't you afraid of revenge?"

Suddenly, opinions were divided.

The people who eat melons have speculated about the guests in the mysterious box No. 11.

Huang Ming, who thought he was sure of everything, saw someone come out to disrupt the situation, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

Afterwards, he took a long breath and amplified his voice in a gentle and elegant tone.

"My friend in box 11, this ceiling fan is related to my great cause of Yulingmen for a thousand years."

"The Yuling Gate is an important force for human beings to fight against the alien beast army. This matter is related to the fate of human beings."

"Presumably you don't want to stand on the opposite side of all mankind because of personal gains and losses."

Luo Bing was amused by these words.

Although Huang Ming had a gentle tone, his smile was hidden.

Not only did the words hint at the threat of revenge, but also the kidnapping of Bodor came along.

I don't know who the guest in box 11 is.

At this time, in box 11.

A group of men in black wearing black cloaks and hats, whose faces were covered by veils, looked at each other and smiled.

"Could it be that the holy son thinks that he is the only one in the seven sects to control the spirit?"

After finishing speaking, everyone else laughed.

As soon as the leading man in black raised his hand, the laughter stopped immediately.

The leader slowly ordered, "Don't respond to him, so as not to expose your identity."

"If he raises the price, then accompany him."

"If it exceeds 40 billion, let it go."

"After all, it is an unknown king weapon. If the quality is not high, it will lose money."

Someone on the side spoke, "But if we let go, the king's weapon will fall into Yulingmen."

"One ebb and flow is extremely detrimental to the development of our sect."

The leader smiled softly, "I will borrow it from the Holy Son myself when the time comes."

"Although some people already suspect that we come from the other seven sects, as long as we do it cleanly, we will not be noticed."

"At that time, no one will doubt our Qinglongyuan's head."

At this time, Huang Ming's asking price came from outside the window, "25 billion!"

The leader was heartbroken and shouted, "35 billion!"

in front of the window.

When Huang Ming heard that the other party directly increased the price by 10 billion, he immediately understood in his heart that he was meeting a master.

With a pale face, he said, "Could it be someone from another sect of the Three Saints and Seven Sects?"

On the side, Su Nayu muttered, chewing delicacies from mountains and seas, "How come?"

"Three Saints and Seven Sects have always acted openly and aboveboard, why hide their identities and make it look like they are shameful."

"Eat yours." Su Nayun rolled her eyes and stuffed her mouth with a piece of stinky tofu.

Why hide your identity?

Huang Ming thought for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed by.

"Sister Nayu, good reminder! They must have made plans to fail the auction and take it by force!"

Su Nayu swallowed the delicious food, blinking her beautiful eyes in surprise, "No way. Our Three Saints and Seven Sects are well-known and decent."

"How could you do such a nasty thing, Brother Shengzi, you are too worried."

Huang Ming was also dumb when he heard the words.

He himself is the holy son of the Yulingmen, and he couldn't be more clear about the methods behind the Three Saints and Seven Sects.

As expected of this Yumei, she has been staying in the Ten Thousand Immortals Pond, she rarely goes out, she is innocent and unaware of the sinister people.

"In short, just in case, I will contact Master to send someone to meet us."

As he said that, Huang Ming sent a wechat for help to the senior management of Yulingmen.

Then quote to the window, "45 billion!"

This is his bottom line, and now there is only a maximum of 50 billion funds left.

If there are too many heads, they will definitely not call him.

After all, the attributes of the royal weapon are unknown, and it may be a loss if the price is increased.

No matter how domineering you are, you can't be taken advantage of!

Hearing that box 11 no longer followed the price, Huang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

There should be no trouble this time.

In the diamond box, Luo Bing was staring at the flame fan on the big screen in a daze.

Cheng Shiya suddenly raised his chin, and said provocatively, "Xiao Luo, do you want it?"

"Shiya, stop making trouble, you're blocking me from watching TV."

Luo Bing's face tightened.

This little girl is really smart.

Not afraid of spanking either.

"Tch, isn't it just a broken fan, as long as you say you want it, Dad will buy it for you."

Cheng Shiya tilted her small mouth, pinched Luo Bing's jaw and lifted it upwards.

Luo Bing looked up and saw Cheng Shiya's proud smiling face, and shed tears of pain.

It was because she was too poor that she was so humiliated by Shi Ya, a rich little woman.

No!

Can't be poor and short-sighted!

No matter what you say, you can't eat soft rice anymore!

Otherwise, wouldn't he be a little boy!

Luo Bing originally thought so, but the tuanfan is so handsome.

"Shiya, do you really bring enough money? This fan is quite expensive."

Cheng Shiya's small mouth twisted, "Small sample, don't you believe it?"