Chapter 3360： Fairy Grass Winner

At this time of the bidding, the No. 5 and No. 1 private rooms were completely silent.

Lu Yi's private room No. 3 did not speak again after the price exceeded 600 million.

The vacant private room No. 6 disappeared after the yellow-level pill furnace was photographed.

Because of Huo Xingyun's death, Tianfengyuan also evacuated the fourth room.

Therefore, among the seven private rooms on the second floor, only private room No. 7 and private room No. 2 are competing with each other.

In the second room, a big man with two hammers on his back was cursing.

"That dead lady of the Han family, deliberately fight against us! If she dares to increase the price of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will smash her head now!"

"Okay, Lao Kong, how angry with a woman, this price has reached the limit. According to the information given by the family, Han Liyue only has 600 million fairy spirit stones in her body, even if she pays for it, she will not exceed seven. Billion, we are determined to win."

The person speaking has two long fangs under the tip of his nose.

He had a seven-pointed look like the disciple of the ancient Feng family that Lu Yi had met.

And the brawny man who was talking to him has long scarlet hair, which is the unique characteristic of the ancient Confucian family.

"That girl had better be smarter, otherwise, if you leave Yancheng, I will definitely let her know what regret is!" The Kong family disciple's eyes flashed with killing intent.

Similarly, this disciple of the Feng family also showed a cruel smile.

"Hehe, Jinlei Mansion is growing, and with the accident that happened before in the court, we have now been crushed. If Han Liyue must push us to a desperate situation, even if you don't say it, I will definitely not let her. Back to Jinlei Mansion."

After the Feng family disciple said this, he looked at each other with the Kong family disciple, and they all understood what the other party was thinking.

But after hesitating for a while in Private Room No. 7, Han Lianyue shouted again: "750 million!"

When he heard this price, Jiang Ze had a severe headache, and he secretly scolded Han Lianyue for an idiot.

The second room obviously has reached its limit. At this time, only a one million increase in price will have a great chance of winning.

But Han Lianyue actually directly increased the price by 50 million, which does not mean that he lost more than 40 million in vain!

But Han Lianyue didn't think about it so much, she only knew that this time increase was her last bid.

Because if it exceeds this price, she has no way to pay the sky-high figure.

"750 million, the 7th room is priced at 750 million yuan! Will the 2nd room continue to be added?"

Deacon Mo asked for the first time.

At this time, the second room has been murderous.

The extremely heavy killing intent, even the specially made private rooms can't be isolated.

"The people in the No. 7 private room are in trouble." Lu Yi realized this terrible killing intent immediately.

"It seems that I guessed right, there is a very important secret behind the pregnant **** grass, otherwise it will not be murdered because of a fairy grass." Bu Qingfeng said.

"In that case, we have another chance." Lu Yi showed a meaningful smile.

Without understanding what Lu Yi meant, Bu Qingfeng asked aloud, "Why would the master say that?"

Bu Jinglei thought of something, and exclaimed: "Does the master also want to kill and overpower?"

"It's not like killing people, but it's okay to watch tigers fight from a mountain."

Bu Qingfeng immediately understood what Lu Yi meant.

"The owner said that there will be no further increase in the price of the second room, and will start to work on the seventh room after the auction ends?"

"This depends on the temptation of the pregnant **** grass, how strong it is." When Lu Yi's voice fell, Deacon Mo had already called for the third time.

"Private room No. 7 bid 750 million. If no one continues to increase the price, then the winner of the pregnant **** grass today will be the owner of room No. 7".

After Deacon Mo repeatedly confirmed, no one continued to increase the price.

The small copper hammer was raised high, and then fell heavily.

"clang!"

With a final word, the auction of the pregnant **** grass is completely over.

"Congratulations to the owner of Private Room No. 7 for obtaining the most precious treasure in this auction, a sacred herb!"

Following Deacon Mo's announcement, the VIP seats on the first floor burst into applause.

The transaction price of 750 million yuan is a height that these people can't see.

Everyone wanted to see the real face of the owner of the No. 7 private room, but it was a pity that after a long time, no one came out of the No. 7 private room.

Or the people inside have already left the scene, but they didn't notice it because of their cultivation.

"What's so special, Han Lianyue does not know how to live or die, so don't blame Lao Tzu for being cruel!"

"Old Kong, it should not be too late. You should arrange manpower now, remember that this time we will kill with one blow, and we must not leave any traces."

"Don't worry, leave it to me, I won't let this lady run away at all."

"Don't be careless, the big showdown is about to begin, we can't leave anyone with any handle, let alone bring the crime of creating friction to Ye Youting."

"I see!"

After the Confucian disciple nodded in agreement, he opened the door and took a heavy step to leave.

As the people in the second room retreated, the doors of the first and fifth rooms were also pushed open.

Seeing these people leave in turn, Lu Yi finally understood who the people in the private room were.

"So it was them." Lu Yi's eyes flickered with cold.

"Master knows them?" Bu Qingfeng asked.

"I don't know, but I have fought against other people in their family and killed a few."

"Doesn't that mean that they are all coming for the master?"

"It's possible, but it shouldn't be all."

When Lu Yi said this, he couldn't help thinking of that strange spiritual power transmission.

At that time, someone reminded themselves that someone would look for an opportunity to assassinate themselves.

It now appears that there should be no other people besides the disciples of several ancient tribes.

But Lu Yi was still curious, what is the identity of the person in the No. 7 private room?

Will it belong to the disciples of the ancient tribe, like the other private rooms?

Just as Lu Yi was thinking about these things in his heart, the auction room became lively again.

Because Deacon Mo followed Lu Yi's intention and took out three Rong Ling Pills for auction.

Although Lu Yi no longer needs to obtain the fairy stone to bid for the pregnant **** grass, he has already ordered Deacon Mo to do this, and he cannot easily go back.

And Lu Yi also wanted to know what price the Rong Ling Pill he refined could sell in the auction house.

"My friends, the treasures to be auctioned next are special auction items tonight. What I can tell you is that this time the auction is still the spirit pill refined by Lu Yi!"

Hearing Deacon Mo's announcement, many guests were ecstatic.

"Hahaha, I guessed it was right, the Ju Yuan Dan refined by Lu Yi is going to auction again."

"Hey, no matter what happens this time, I will buy one!"

"I didn't grab it just now because there were a few reckless guys. Now that they leave the game early, it just happened to be my chance."

However, when these people were half excited, Deacon Mo said: "Listen well, everyone, the next auction is not the Juyuan Pill, but... Rong Ling Pill!"

what? !

Hearing the three words Rong Ling Dan, the audience was in an uproar.