Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Qin Wu shook his head, looking at Li Guanqi with a strange smile on his face, his deep eyes looking at him very softly.

Those eyes... were as calm and complex as if they had experienced the vicissitudes of ten thousand lifetimes.

Qin Wu raised his glass and said softly, "Work harder, I hope when I look back, I can see you standing beside us."

Li Guanqi frowned, not knowing what Qin Wu meant.

"'Them?' Besides them, who else is there?"

Qin Wu didn't seem to want him to understand, turned around and said softly, "Time is running out."

Li Guanqi stared at Qin Wu's departing back, thoughtfully.

"Time... time is running out... why is everyone saying time is running out?"

However, at this moment, Meng Jiangchu's voice suddenly sounded in Li Guanqi's ear!!

"I saw him in the Seventh Domain."

Boom!!

This sentence exploded in Li Guanqi's ear like a thunderclap!!

The auction below continued, and Ru Meng's voice sounded again.

"The following auction item is very precious, and it was obtained by the strong men of our Qinhuang City at the cost of their lives from an ancient secret realm."

Meng Jiangchu stood up abruptly upon hearing this, his eyes narrowed: "Here it comes."

Buzz!!!

I saw a phantom of spiritual liquid transforming into a phoenix in a transparent seal enchantment.

"A copy of Luan Soul Spiritual Liquid, which can repair the soul, is very precious, starting price is 20 million!"

This starting price caused everyone to gasp, but the price soared rapidly.

Soon the price came to 40 million!!

At this time, the bidders were some ancient clan forces and the local forces of the Misty Immortal Domain.

Meng Jiangchu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "50 million!!"

Meng Jiangchu's first bid directly raised the price from 40 million to 50 million!

There was a silence in the venue, and everyone was shocked by this price.

Meng Jiangchu clasped his fists and bowed: "Fellow Taoists, my little girl's soul was damaged before, and she urgently needs this Luan Soul Spiritual Liquid, and I hope you will give it up."

Saying this is actually a bit taboo, but Meng Jiangchu still wants to say it.

Ru Meng frowned slightly, just about to speak to remind, but was stunned for a moment, looked up at the Qin Wang Pavilion on the second floor and nodded slightly.

In the blink of an eye, the second bid has already been called.

But someone still bid: "55 million!"

"Brother Meng, it's not just you who has something urgent, the old man had a problem with his cultivation some time ago, and he also needs this Luan Soul Spiritual Liquid, sorry."

"60 million."

Someone in the box bid, and said with a chuckle: "If you have money, just bid, saying those useless things, if you are not in urgent need, who would spend so much money to buy it?"

Meng Jiangchu sneered when he heard the words, since that's the case, he didn't speak anymore.

"70 million."

As soon as this price came out, the old man in the box couldn't help but frowned, this kind of increase... Meng Jiangchu is determined to win it!!

The white-browed old man mocked himself: "The eighth-order sacred artifact master is confident..."

"75 million."

Meng Jiangchu didn't even blink his eyes, and said calmly: "80 million."

There was complete silence in the venue below, only the old man hadn't spoken yet.

At this time, the old man in the box was sweating profusely, clenched his fists, his face was red, and he frowned and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn it, how can he be so rich!!"

Even Gu Li in the room was amazed and muttered: "Refiners still make money..."

Ru Meng's face was full of smiles at this time, her beautiful eyes turned and her figure slightly lowered, and she said softly: "80 million, is there anything higher?"

"The Luan Soul Spiritual Liquid is extremely rare, if you miss this time, you don't know when you will find it again."

But no matter what Ru Meng said, there was no sound from the boxes on the second floor, it seemed that they had given up.

Boom!

"Congratulations to this guest for winning the Luan Soul Spiritual Liquid!"

"If you need an alchemist to help you make pills, our auction house can also provide this service."

Meng Jiangchu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and Li Guanqi's hanging heart also fell.

Meng Jiangchu was in a good mood, with this spiritual liquid, Meng Wanshu should break through in a few days.

After a while.

The auction house manager came to the room with the things that a few people had photographed.

Li Guanqi used the seal character to deduct the spirit stones, which was enough, and he also handed over other natural treasures that supplemented qi and blood to Li Guanqi.

When it came to Meng Jiangchu, it was even more rude, and he directly took several storage rings of various magic weapons and handed them to the manager.

After counting, he finally returned a storage ring to Meng Jiangchu.

The manager bowed and saluted: "Domain Master Meng, you are a distinguished guest of Qinhuang City. According to your identity level in the auction house, you can get a 10% discount, so you don't need so much."

Gu Li frowned upon hearing this and said, "We bought so much and are not qualified to become a distinguished guest of the auction house?"

The manager just smiled and shook his head, then bowed and saluted and exited the room.

Li Guanqi, who got the things, didn't plan to stay any longer, and got up and said: "Uncle Meng, since there is nothing else, I am going to go back to the sect first."

"I will come to Shenbao Domain to find you after I finish my business."

Meng Jiangchu smiled and nodded when he heard the words, and comforted softly: "Okay, don't worry about it, kid, now that you have the Luan Soul Spiritual Liquid, Wanshu's breakthrough is only a matter of three to five days."

Li Guanqi grinned: "Okay."

"Senior Gu, then I will take my leave first. If there is a chance in the future, come to Daxia Sword Sect more often, and I will entertain you well."

Gu Changsheng also felt that the current Daxia Sword Sect could be contacted, and even had the idea of letting the disciples of the clan enter the Daxia Sword Sect to experience it.

In addition to the relationship between Gu Li and Meng Jiangchu, he still liked Li Guanqi very much.

He nodded with a smile: "When you are done, let Gu Li take you to my house for a visit. If you have something to do now, go and do it first."

Gu Li also stood up, but was stopped by Gu Changsheng, and could only sit back in place angrily, holding his shoulders and not speaking.

Li Guanqi said hello to Gu Li and left.

Gu Li said angrily: "Dad, why are you stopping me? I also want to go to Daxia Sword Sect to see."

"I paid for the dragon scale divine wood for Jiuxiao, and I also want to see the real dragon..."

Gu Changsheng's face sank: "Go, go, go to your uncle!"

"I don't know what you're thinking? You just want some real dragon blood."

"Also, if you just talk about it, it's fine, but if you really go with the mentality of wanting a reward to get along with Li, I advise you to give up the idea as soon as possible."

"If you want it, he will definitely give it to you, but don't even think about being friends."

Gu Changsheng's words were very heavy and merciless.

Gu Li frowned and didn't dare to refute. After Gu Changsheng finished speaking, he stood up and said.

"I, Gu Li, have never plotted anything with anyone I make friends with."

"I don't care, I want to go to Daxia Sword Sect to see, and go to Uncle Meng's house with Brother Li in a few days, don't care about me."

After speaking, he ran away without waiting for Gu Changsheng to speak.

Meng Jiangchu quickly stopped Gu Changsheng and smiled: "Let the younger generation go to the office by themselves, my son-in-law is also a thoughtful person, they can get along."

Gu Changsheng sighed: "That's right, Gu Li is very proud and rarely sees him so... generous!!!"

Speaking of the last man has been gnashing his teeth.

After the two left, the auction was still going on, and the atmosphere was getting more and more enthusiastic.

Suddenly there was a voice in Qin Wu's ear, and the young man frowned.

His eyes inadvertently swept over the empty box next to him, which was Ye Bingxin's room before.

Shaking the wine glass in his hand, he murmured in a low voice: "Could it be you?"

Buzz!!!

The auction house manager suddenly rushed in, Meng Jiangchu frowned, and Gu Changsheng's face flashed with displeasure.

"What's going on?"

The manager who came to deliver the things before swallowed his saliva with an ugly face, and opened his mouth after a long while: "Zhao Bin... is dead!"