Miss Eight Series Summoner

I saw Feng Xi took out a few stones without a hassle, and handed them over.

The old man took it quickly, and when he started, his pupils suddenly tightened.

"This... this is a high-level monster spar!" the old man said in shock.

Although the economy of Western Hubei is prosperous, it is not a place where there are many warcrafts. The value of spar itself is very high, let alone the high-end warcraft spar.

Although Feng Xi didn't see these things in their eyes, in the eyes of ordinary summoners, these things were sky-high prices.

These spars were just spars that had been accidentally hunted down before, and now they were just used to change a seat.

"How is it?" Feng Xi couldn't help asking when he saw the old man's silence for a long time.

The old man looked at the spar fascinated, and only when he heard the voice, he reacted and said quickly: "Several people, please follow me to register the items and the starting price you want."

Feng Xi nodded, and then several people left the house under the leadership of the old man.

In a place similar to a counter, Feng Xi himself would not estimate the price of spar.

So I filled in one at random, and after discussing the division with the auction house, I received a private room number plate with the words [Tianzi No. 3] written on it.

It turns out that everyone who wants to auction things will be assigned to a private room so that they can pay attention to the situation at the auction site at any time. This is out of Fengxi's expectation. I originally thought it was just a better position.

"Several people, your things have already been numbered. Next, the maid will take you to your private room. I have something to do, so I will go ahead."

After the elder in charge of identification finished speaking, a maid in a red tight-fitting cheongsam came over, made a false gesture, and led the way.

The auction site covers a huge area. The center of the first floor is the auction table. The auction table is surrounded by seats and can accommodate thousands of people.

The second and third floors are private rooms for those with identities, and the fourth floor is the private rooms allocated to auctioneers. The rooms are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, mysterious, and yellow. Each level has five private rooms. As for the top floor of the fifth floor, it has never been opened to the outside world.

To walk from the counter to the room of [Tianzi No. 3], you need to go straight to the fourth floor and pass a long corridor.

Feng Xi and the others only looked at the auction floor below from top to bottom, but did not notice that a gaze on the top floor was tightly locked on them.

"They are here too?" The man in black in the private room on the top floor watched Feng Xi's walking by, and said in a low voice, this person turned out to be the person who chased Feng Xi in the street that day!

"How could they not come in such a prosperous auction? They just didn't expect that they seem to have a lot of treasures." Love stood beside the man in black and replied, his eyes stern.

Feng Xi and his team destroyed his entire team, and the years of painstaking efforts were destroyed. How could he not hate it? !

Especially this time the mission failed again...

Thinking of the punishment he would receive for failing to complete the mission, Love wanted to smash the wind into pieces.

"A lot of babies?" The black-clothed man sneered, and said, "Then **** it along with the Yin and Yang Fire. The order goes on, and the auction ends!"

"Yes!"

Feng Xi just walked to the door of the [Emperor No. 3] room, and suddenly felt an unkind gaze staring at him. Feng Xi suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction from which he was looking.