Rebirth Star Giant Mosquito

As if throwing trash, Edissa threw the small hammer on the ground. Although the spirit weapon could not be damaged by a child casually throwing it away, everyone's heart was dripping with blood.

This is so violent.

Sure enough, these spirit weapons should be in the hands of the people who know them best, so as not to let their pearls be dusted.

Let two **** things do not understand the children to master, what a thing.

"Two people, then start according to the last agreement?"

"let's start."

Jia Lin pretended to be an old man and nodded calmly.

The man fetched a hammer-shaped spiritual tool and urged his spiritual power into it. He saw a small hammer smashing itself crazily in the air, and the mall trembled a few times.

He quickly reduced his aura, his eyes were a little surprised, but his expression was calm and clear.

"Same as last time, the starting price is one hundred white magic coins, let's get started, but the utilization rate of this hammer-shaped weapon is different from that of the sword-shaped, so the final auction price may not be that high. You can take it for yourself."

The man in charge of the overall situation talks loudly, but his eyes are cast on everyone, but there is a kind of warning.

The sword-shaped magic weapon took a lonely shot. This hammer-shaped magic weapon can no longer make mistakes.

"Hammer, one hundred white **** coins."

"Hey, you are a bit of a shame on this spiritual weapon by throwing a brick to attract jade. In this way, I will give out one hundred and thirty white **** coins. After all, they are only hammer-shaped."

The two raised their heads, and everyone was chatting and laughing, as if indifferent to this spiritual weapon.

Little girls, it's a lie to make them think that the magic weapon is really not very valuable.

If the price can be suppressed below three hundred white **** coins, and all the spiritual weapons in their backpacks can be stored in the bag, there is no need to engage in any aggressive strategy with them.

Children who can produce so many auras, and have a superior attitude, really move them, I am afraid it will be in trouble.

Normally auctioned out, even if someone in their family finds them, what can they do?

Unconsciously, the auction reached two hundred and sixty-five white **** coins, and it seemed difficult to proceed.

"Well, I happen to be short of a hammer-shaped spiritual tool. I pay three hundred white magic coins. If someone adds another dollar, I won't follow it."

An extraordinary cultivator seemed to hesitate for a long time, gritted his teeth and said the last limit.

No one said anything again.

The auctioneer smiled.

There will be no surprises this time.

However, there are accidents in everything.

When everyone’s mind was settled, a man in a hat who hadn’t said a word from the beginning, suddenly raised his hand and said: “This hammer-shaped magic weapon has extraordinary attack power. How can three hundred white **** coins work? White God Coin."

In an instant, everyone was silent.

The auctioneer who presided over the overall situation was even more eager to split his eyes, and suddenly became even more uncomfortable.

It turned out that it was visitors from the mall where Edissa almost traded.

This person belongs to another shopping mall, and the two sides are at odds. The struggle between the chaebols is quite fierce, and naturally he will not sell face.

"I'm out of seven hundred!"

Suddenly, the one who was stuck with more than two hundred White God Coins just alive, did not wait for his voice to fall, and directly quoted a higher price.

"Wow, you are good or bad, you must be lying to us."

Edissa yelled at the right time, her calf dangling on the chair, angrily.

Even the children could see that they were acting in a play just now when they increased the two hundred and five hundred and seven.

"..."

The auctioneer's face was extremely cold. If Edissa and the others weren't aware of it, they could still fool around. As a result, they would increase the price so drastically that even children could not be fooled.

"Two kids, please stay calm, these two are people who came to destroy me and wait for the auction. I will invite them out now."

The auctioneer squinted to the side, and immediately there was someone with quite strong aura fluctuations. He walked out of the auction hall and walked towards the two people who had spoken with unkind eyes.

The second person was a little helpless. He subconsciously wanted to block people from other shopping malls, but he didn't expect to do bad things with good intentions.

He agreed to leave, but the guy who gave out six hundred dollars didn't want to leave at all.

"Oh? Isn't this auction going to the higher bidder? I am offering a thousand white **** coins. You say I am a saboteur, can I just take out the money? A thousand white **** coins, right? I'll trade on the spot. Come to the auction sincerely, why are you a saboteur?"

This person was irritated. He took out a bearer card, and it was a senior bank customer card. There must be a thousand white **** coins in it.

Now it's even harder to step down.

The auctioneer's face was so gloomy that water dripped, and the voice passed over: "What do you want, do you really want to start a full-scale war with our family?"

I thought that there would be a mistake today, but I didn't expect that the two spirit tools were auctioned like this. Could it be that the guys they invited were all mobs.

It shouldn't be. These people are either rich people who have a great relationship with them, or they are successful cultivators.

Why are there such accidents several times before and after, even people who are hostile to the chaebol suddenly lose face? Looking at their recent developments, it does not feel like they are going to start a full-scale war with themselves...

"I don't want to do anything. I do want a magic hammer. Recently, some experts in my family want to help me build a magic weapon."

The man who said a thousand white coins responded coldly.

After thinking about it, the auctioneer said helplessly: "Is there anyone willing to bid? It seems that this friend is very important to the spirit weapon, but this kind of thing is like this. For some urgent users, it is three or four times more expensive. , And I am willing to bid for it, there is nothing worth or worthless."

After a moment of silence, the spirit hammer was auctioned off by the troublemaker.

In fact, the hammer-shaped spirit weapon is indeed much cheaper than the sword-shaped one. In short, it is easy to sell one thousand and five hundred white magic coins outside, and the man who photographed it still makes a profit.

The auction continued to settle down, but the auctioneer and the trustees sent by the market chaebol were already a little bit angry.

If things are done well, they can get what they want from the chaebol.

However, nothing is done now.

"Or else this knife is also sold."

This time, Edissa was talking about the bread that she had touched from nowhere, and while eating, she took out the knife-shaped magic weapon from her backpack.

It was the handle that had been seen before.

"Hey, it's really sold."

The people who thought the matter had come to an end, once again cheered up their spirits.

The auctioneer also immediately said impassionedly: "Thank you for the support of this kid, this auction house will definitely give you a satisfactory price."

He took the sword-shaped magic weapon and showed the power of the sword-shaped magic weapon in the air. Suddenly, the eyes of all the people present were dull, and their hearts turned overwhelming.

It turns out that the sword-shaped spirit weapon is obviously a level higher than the sword-shaped and hammer-shaped. It is definitely a member of the medium-sized spirit weapon. The price of this kind of spirit weapon is not a problem at 5,000 or even 8,000.

In an instant, everyone's breathing became heavy.

Especially those few masters whose weapons were originally sword-shaped, their gazes were filled with treacherousness.

"Everyone, please calm down. This sword-shaped weapon is indeed a little better than the previous two, but it is not very exaggerated. So, for this sword-shaped weapon, I set the reserve price at three. How about the Hundred White Magic Coins, each increase in price is 100 White Magic Coins, and everyone has to consider the bid."

The auction house continued to give out hints of threats.

The eyes of everyone had already ignored his threat.

Intermediate spirit weapons, placed on this planet, are definitely weapons used by masters, countless ordinary cultivators can't touch them for a lifetime.

But now, this weapon is in front of them, and there is a chance to succeed at a price below the market.

Even if you don't need a knife, all sorts of Xiao Jiujiu were attacked in his heart at this time.

"I'll be the one who is the one who is to be a bullshit, I will give out a thousand white **** coins."

A middle-aged man, who seemed to be uncompetitive, threw a price of one thousand white coins.

This price directly exceeds the reserve price by a large margin.

This time, the auctioneer shook his whole body abruptly, and moved his body while holding the auction stand, with blood coming out from the corner of his mouth.

The dignified cultivator was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Wow, grandpa is sick, grandpa go down and rest, we won't take pictures anymore."

Edissa cared very much, screaming heartache for this grandpa.

"What's the matter!" The man's eyes directly rounded, and he shouted violently.

Seeing that the little girl was frightened by his **** roar, for fear of scaring the little girl into tears, they stopped selling, he quickly changed to a soft voice and said: "Little sister, grandpa is okay, this is an old illness, a little bit Just let me rest for a while, you sit down again, okay?"

"Well, good."

Edissa cleverly climbed back onto the chair again, shaking her little feet.

"This friend, I bid a thousand white coins, but some people continue to increase the price."

The auctioneer's gaze fell on the man who made the bid, and the bitter cold light made the man's heart clear and bright, and he felt like he had done something impulsive.

However, when he cast his gaze on the sword-shaped spirit weapon, his clarity disappeared again.

For this intermediate magic knife, you have to fight anyway.

If you have the chance to auction this knife, and then you will do the fake show, you will run away with the knife during the handover. This city will never be the leader of the chaebol in this shopping mall. There are as many powers as the chaebol in this place. Find one by yourself. New patron, why not use this knife for your own use.

Because he is also a knife user.

However, only one thousand white **** coins.

For a magic knife with an original price of more than five thousand white coins, even if it is not a knife user, it is definitely meaningful to buy.

Everyone embraced the idea of ​​escaping after taking the photo, and spoke one by one.

"I give out one thousand and two hundred white **** coins."

"I'm out of 1,500 white coins."

"I gave out one thousand eight hundred white **** coins."

"I'm out..."

The people off the court talked one after another, as if there was a big bargain, and they had to rush to pick it up. Soon, even the auctioneer host man could not answer his mouth, and everyone was bidding for themselves.

Finally, the price went up straight and was pulled to three thousand white **** coins.

puff!

It was not the sound of fighting, nor was it an accidental appearance.

If you want to say that an accident is okay, it would be a dumbfounded moment, looking at the auctioneer man who is out of control below, spraying a large amount of blood from his mouth. He, who was originally good at strength, unexpectedly suffered a sharp drop in his breath because of the lack of cooperation from the people below. Breathing is also puffed up.

"Wow, grandpa is sick, we won't take pictures, we will take pictures later, you hurry up and let grandpa go to the hospital."

Seeing this, the two little girls seemed extremely worried. The little girl jumped off the chair and went to visit the auctioneer man, while the larger girl rushed ahead of everyone, showing superhuman first-class speed, and went straight to it. In front of the knife-shaped magic weapon, reach out and put the knife-shaped magic weapon into the bag. A middle-aged man, who seemed to be uncompetitive, threw a price of one thousand white coins.

This price directly exceeds the reserve price by a large margin.

This time, the auctioneer shook his whole body abruptly, and moved his body while holding the auction stand, with blood coming out from the corner of his mouth.

The dignified cultivator was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Wow, grandpa is sick, grandpa go down and rest, we won't take pictures anymore."

Edissa cared very much, screaming heartache for this grandpa.

"What's the matter!" The man's eyes directly rounded, and he shouted violently.

Seeing that the little girl was frightened by his **** roar, for fear of scaring the little girl into tears, they stopped selling, he quickly changed to a soft voice and said: "Little sister, grandpa is okay, this is an old illness, a little bit Just let me rest for a while, you sit down again, okay?"

"Well, good."

Edissa cleverly climbed back onto the chair again, shaking her little feet.

"This friend, I bid a thousand white coins, but some people continue to increase the price."

The auctioneer's gaze fell on the man who made the bid, and the bitter cold light made the man's heart clear and bright, and he felt like he had done something impulsive.

However, when he cast his gaze on the sword-shaped spirit weapon, his clarity disappeared again.

For this intermediate magic knife, you have to fight anyway.

If you have the chance to auction this knife, and then you will do the fake show, you will run away with the knife during the handover. This city will never be the leader of the chaebol in this shopping mall. There are as many powers as the chaebol in this place. Find one by yourself. New patron, why not use this knife for your own use.

Because he is also a knife user.

However, only one thousand white **** coins.

For a magic knife with an original price of more than five thousand white coins, even if it is not a knife user, it is definitely meaningful to buy.

Everyone embraced the idea of ​​escaping after they caught the photo, and spoke one by one.

"I give out one thousand and two hundred white **** coins."

"I'm out of 1,500 white **** coins."

"I gave out one thousand eight hundred white **** coins."

"I'm out..."

The people off the court talked one after another, as if there was a big bargain, and they had to rush to pick it up. Soon, even the auctioneer host man could not answer his mouth, and everyone was bidding for themselves.

Finally, the price rose sharply and was pulled to three thousand white **** coins.

puff!

It was not the sound of fighting, nor was it an accidental appearance.

If you want to say that an accident is okay, it would be a dumbfounded moment, looking at the auctioneer man who is out of control below, spraying a large amount of blood from his mouth. He, who was originally good at strength, unexpectedly suffered a sharp drop in his breath because of the non-cooperation of the people below. Breathing is also puffed up.

"Wow, grandpa is sick, we won't take pictures, we will take pictures later, you hurry up and let grandpa go to the hospital."

Seeing this, the two little girls seemed extremely worried. The little girl jumped off the chair and went to visit the auctioneer man.