The Invincible Myth of Wuxia

Chapter 140 The auction begins

As soon as the three of them entered the box and before they sat down, Manager Chen led two young girls in.

He said with a smile on his face: "You two young masters, when you take a fancy to that item later, you can directly tell the two of them the price, and the two of them will quote for you."

Song Pingsheng nodded to express his satisfaction. The auction house's arrangement is also to take care of the people in the box.

After all, those who can get into the box are all powerful beings in the capital, so there is no need to raise the price in person.

Chen Guanshi ordered someone to serve delicious food and wine, and then quietly retreated with his servants.

Song Pingsheng casually took a look at the facilities of the private room, the overall design was good, it was about [-] square meters.

After sitting down, there is a huge crystal window not far away from the opposite side, and you can clearly see the high platform in the center of the auction.

Most of those who can participate in this auction are innate realm existences.

This distance does not affect the auctioneer's eyesight at all, and he can clearly see everything on the stage.

Since the auction hadn't started yet, Song Pingsheng took advantage of this opportunity to ask Su Yao: "Yao'er, why did you come to this capital? Isn't the Su family always rooted in Yongzhou? "

Since entering this box, Su Yao no longer has a shy face like the outside.

Although Fang Zhen was still sitting next to her, she didn't care, and said directly: "Cousin, you don't know that since the Liao family dominated Yongzhou, the life of our Su family has become more and more difficult. Even for this matter , Grandpa is sick from work."

When she said the last part, Su Yao's tone became melancholy. In the entire Su family, except for her mother, only her grandfather loved her the most.

Song Pingsheng looked calm, he was not surprised by such a result, the aristocratic family's strife was already extremely cruel.

Thinking of the aunt he had never seen before, Song Pingsheng asked: "Yao'er, is your aunt okay? She should have come to the capital with you."

When she heard her cousin talk about her mother, Su Yao's eyes turned red suddenly, and she said with a low tear: "Mother, she...she has..."

While talking, Su Yao actually started to cry.

Song Pingsheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and the will of "Song Pingsheng" that originally belonged to this world came out again in his mind.

He said with a heavy tone: "What happened to my aunt? Yaoer, please tell my cousin."

Su Yao stopped crying slowly, and said with a choked voice: "Mother... on the way to the capital, because of the wind and cold she contracted, she was exhausted all the way. She died of illness not long after she arrived in the capital. "

When Su Yao said the last word, she cried again.

Song Pingsheng frowned. Although he had traveled through time, because of the fusion of the original "Song Pingsheng" memory, now he can't tell if he is still the original self.

Driven by his original emotions, he actually felt a tightness in his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Thinking of the fuzzy memory in his mind, Song Pingsheng patted Su Yao's shoulder solemnly, and comforted him in a low voice: "Yao'er, now my aunt is gone, I will take good care of you in the future, and won't let you suffer any grievances. "

On the other side, Fang Zhen watched everything in front of him quietly. As Song Pingsheng's friend, he also clearly felt that the other party's heart was not at peace.

However, the three of them were silent in a sad and depressing atmosphere.

Suddenly, on the high platform outside the private room, a person in the mid-innate stage walked out, circulated his true energy and shouted to the surroundings: "Everyone, please be quiet, the auction is about to begin, and I will invite Senior Jiang Zejiang to host this auction for everyone. "

After saying that, he quietly stepped aside and waited quietly.

Jiang Ze walked to the center of the high platform with a smile, raised his hands in the air and saluted, and then said loudly: "Everyone, I think everyone has been waiting for a long time. I won't talk useless nonsense anymore."

"Now, I announce that the No.70 Three Realms Capital Auction will officially begin."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the high platform.

And Song Pingsheng quickly collected his mind and quietly waited for the auction item to appear.

Jiang Ze clapped his hands toward the passage behind him, and after a while eight young girls walked out, each carrying a golden tray, and there were numbers from one to eight erected next to the tray.

The servant in black who was waiting on the side immediately stepped forward and took down the silver silk embroidered handkerchief on the tray.

Now Jiang Ze, who was standing aside, stepped forward and began to introduce them one by one.

"What is in full bloom on this number plate is a martial art of the innate realm, called the heart-destroying palm. After it is practiced, it can break the heart's veins and mutilate the limbs when facing the enemy. It is extremely powerful. Now the price is low. 3000 taels of gold, each price increase should not be less than one thousand."

As soon as Jiang Ze finished his introduction, someone bid immediately. In just a short while, the price reached [-] yuan.

Looking at everything outside the box, Song Pingsheng couldn't help sighing secretly, the people in this capital are rich.

However, he also discovered that the people who competed for the auction were all the people sitting under the box, most of them were in the early innate stage of strength, and even a large part of them were in the forged body state.

Of course, those who can sit in the box are all the top powers in Jiang's domestic platoon, and these existences do not lack innate martial arts.

Unless it is those top-level martial arts, or the martial arts of the Xuanling Realm, otherwise, those forces simply look down on them.

For example, the young master of the Fang family next to him didn't look at the "Heart Destructive Palm" at all.

After successfully auctioning item No. [-], Jiang Ze stretched out his hand and took the contents of the No. Waiting for the sword, named - Luefeng, made of fine iron, and a little cold crystal was added to it, making this sword light, but still extremely sharp, like a breeze passing by, killing people invisible. Low price [-] gold, each price increase should not be less than [-]."

Seeing Jiang Ze eloquently introduce the Luefeng Sword in his hand, Song Pingsheng sneered in his heart.

This old man really knows how to say that it is clearly a middle-grade real-grade weapon, but he secretly changed the concept and said it was a high-grade real-grade weapon.

Those who don't know it may think it is a high-grade sword, but the auction price of [-] yuan is indeed not expensive.

But judging from the current level of enthusiasm, if there are no three to forty thousand, I am afraid that they will not be able to take down the Fengfeng Sword.

After all, although this precious sword is not as good as the fallen leaf Qingfeng sword in his hand, it is the most suitable weapon for those who practice martial arts mainly with lightness and weirdness.

After a fierce battle, this Fengfeng Sword was auctioned off by someone in a box of the local shop, and the transaction price was 6000 taels of gold.

Next, Jiang Ze kept introducing the contents of the remaining trays.

However, none of Song Pingsheng could pass the exam.

He doesn't lack these things, and because he has a system, he really doesn't like ordinary treasures.

If it weren't for the idea of ​​picking up leaks, he would not have paid attention to the following auction.

However, Song Pingsheng glanced at Su Yao beside him, wondering whether he should take some good things for his cousin.

(End of this chapter)