After rebirth, the little junior sister’s salty life

Many auction items have been auctioned one after another, and the price of each one is very high. Qing Ning was dumbfounded when he saw it, and kept complaining in his heart: This auction house is too profitable, how much money do you have to make?

Qing Ning is not short of spirit stones. Jiujianxian gave her a lot of them and brought them in her space.

"The item we are going to auction next is an ancient painting. Please appreciate it!"

Forsythia thought of her old boss's words and quickly asked someone to open the ancient painting.

After the ancient painting was opened, it was so majestic that many people immediately looked at the painting.

Qing Ning looked at the ancient paintings with sharp eyes. She opened her eyes and saw strong blood and resentment surrounding the ancient paintings!

"Everyone, this ancient painting comes from the battlefield of the war between gods and demons. I heard that a general in that battle painted this painting before he died. I hope that the girl who has been waiting for him to return will not be sad and forget about him. Live a new life. It’s a sad story!”

The people listening in the audience were all moved by the general, but Qing Ning, who had opened his eyes, knew that the matter must not be as simple as the forsythia girl said. This painting was stained with so much blood and resentment, and it must have been Almost obsessed.

"Master, this ancient painting is weird!"

The system looked at the ancient paintings not far away and felt something strange.

"Of course it's weird. This painting has killed countless people. The resentment and blood are extremely strong. Now this painting is about to transform. When the painting is successfully transformed, it will start killing people. !”

Qing Ning frowned, and for a moment she didn't know whether she should care about such a thing. She was not a person who liked to meddle in other people's business, but it involved many lives, maybe even more, which made her hesitate.

"Now we are going to auction this ancient painting. The base price is 1.5 million spirit stones!"

Forsythia looked at the people in the audience who were about to move, with a look of anticipation in her eyes. The old owner of this ancient painting had specifically ordered that it must be auctioned, otherwise they would not be able to eat and walk around.

"Oh? This young master would like to know what secret this ancient painting hides, 1.6 million."

Someone spoke first, and then one after another others joined in the bidding.

"Hahaha, Young Master Yang is probably going to be disappointed. The Meng family is also interested in this ancient painting. 1.7 million!"

"If the Meng family is interested, I naturally can't give it away, 1.9 million!"

After saying that, he put away the spiritual fan in his hand, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Hmph, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine, 2.1 million!"

Meng Minhui put away the expression on his face, his eyes were very serious. The Yang family has a big business and is richer than the Meng family. I'm afraid it won't be that easy to get this ancient painting, but thinking of the order of the ancestor, I still have to bite the bullet and get it. This one.

"You two should work together for a while. This ancient painting should obviously belong to our Guan family. Our ancestor of the Guan family is a famous painter. This painting will be more useful in his hands. 2.4 million .”

Qing Ning listened to the three people's bidding and did not make a move easily. She planned to stay at the end to bid. This ancient painting could not fall into the hands of others. After winning the bid, she planned to destroy the ancient painting.

As the three people bid more and more fiercely, others around them no longer dared to speak. At this time, the price had reached as high as 5.4 million, and every subsequent bidding proceeding very slowly.

"Six million."

Qing Ning didn't like the price increase of 100,000 yuan, so he directly raised the price to 6 million yuan at a time.

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Her sudden price increase stunned the other three families.

"Go and check, who was in that private room just now?"

Meng Minhui's eyes narrowed slightly. As one of the four major families in Haiyun City, the strength of the Meng family should not be underestimated.

In Private Room No. 3, Young Master Yang was a little speechless at the moment. Cheng Yaojin came out halfway. Who would be happy to experience this?

"Young Master, do you want me to check on that person?"

"No need, this person dares to do these things blatantly. There are only two possibilities. The first possibility is that her information has been kept secret and no one can find out. The second possibility is that her identity is not simple, and there is someone protecting her. she."

Yang Yan did not let anyone investigate.

In the private room of the Guan family, the young master of the Guan family threw away the cup in his hand angrily, "Check, check this young master. I want to know who this person is?"

Although six million is a lot, it is not much for these young masters, and the price is still rising.

"Six million and one million!"

"Six million two hundred thousand!"

"Six million and four hundred thousand!"

"Eight million!"

Qing Ning directly increases the price!

The people in the other private rooms were gnashing their teeth at this moment. Although they have sent people to find out Qing Ning's bottom line, they will not come to a conclusion so quickly.

"Nine million!"

"Twelve million!"

Qing Ning stopped others with the price before they could speak.

At this time, the hall was quiet, everyone was stunned by Qing Ning's behavior as a rich woman!

It took a while for Forsythia to come back to her senses, and she immediately looked at the people in the audience and said.

"Once in twelve million."

"Twelve million times."

"Twelve million times."

"Let us congratulate the fellow Taoist in the private room No. 16. Someone will send the painting over in a moment."

Qing Ning was not in a hurry. She had successfully taken the photo anyway, and she was not afraid of these people's tricks.

Sure enough, not long after, Qing Ning heard a knock on the door.

After opening the door, he saw a guard wearing black clothes. He came in holding the ancient painting in his hands. After verifying his identity, the ancient painting was handed over to Qing Ning.

There will be many auction items next, and those that Qing Ning is interested in will participate in the bidding. She has also successfully bid on many good things.

"What comes next is our last auction item, and it is also the finale of this auction, an immortal weapon, Flowing Cloud Pendant!"

Qing Ning took one look and lost interest.

While these people were about to compete and had no time to pay attention to her, she planned to quietly leave the private room and then leave the auction house.

Then she did exactly that. Those people focused their attention on the bidding, and she easily dodged the guards guarding the door and left the auction house.

Her plan was successful. Although she did not find the water cloud fruit, she did manage to capture some spiritual grass seeds. She planned to take them back to the sect and try to plant them in the future. She did not know whether they would be successful.

In the auction house, everyone is competing to win.

"Fifteen million!"

"Seventeen million!"

"Eighteen million!"

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty-one million!"

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At this time, there were only three major families left chasing the fairy weapon. The others did not have enough strength, and they did not dare to offend these three major families, so they had to give up. But it’s also good to watch the fun!

Back in the small courtyard, Qing Ning took out the ancient painting. She looked at the blood that was about to move on it. She took a deep breath and tapped her finger on the top of the painting. The ancient painting immediately became quiet.

"What should I do with this painting? There is so much resentment on it."

The system is helpless that its owner has taken over such a trouble. Why should it care about these people?

"It's best to put this ancient painting in the Buddhist gate and slowly be saved, otherwise it will have to be destroyed. Tomorrow, when we pass by the Buddhist gate, we will send this ancient painting directly to avoid killing more people in the end."

Tonight is destined to be an uneventful night.

The young master of the Meng family said in his room, "What? I lost track of you. What else can you do? You can't even keep up with me!"

"Back to you, young master, that man is so cunning! He led us around and suddenly disappeared around a corner."

"A bunch of trash!"

The people kneeling below did not dare to breathe.

In the study of the head of the Yang family, Yang Yan looked at his father sitting in the master's seat and said.

"Father, that ancient painting was taken away by someone in private room No. 16. I went to check it out. The identity of that person is very mysterious. Even the guard at the door has never seen him."

Yang Yan's father, Yang Shuo, pondered, then curled his fingers and tapped on the table. Anyone who could take a picture of that ancient painting without hesitation must also know the secret hidden in that ancient painting.

"Send someone to inquire more about the news and see if there is anything unusual recently? The Spirit Fighting Conference is coming soon. Yan'er must practice diligently and strive to get a place on the Spirit Fighting List."

"Yes, father."