At this time, the voice of "3000 Lingjing" was heard again on the third floor: "the price of 3000 Lingjing is still cheap. I'll buy a kitchen knife back."

"Wow!" A few young martial arts people, on hearing this, suddenly burst into an uproar. Originally, their cognition of the noble guests in the sky only stayed in money! Very rich! In their mind, this remark has added a deep impression: Damn, it's inhumane to be rich!

Even the wuzhe in the second floor of Yajian were shocked and frowned at what Wang Mang had just said.

"Mr. Fan, it's not easy for us to come to the auction this time to auction the last treasure!" A middle-aged warrior in a beige long shirt with two moustaches pointed to the upstairs with a worried face and said to an old man with white hair and beard beside the table;

the old man waved his hand like a withered branch, stroked his chin with a neat snow-white beard, and said with a ruddy face: "I have allocated 50000 Lingjing from the door this time! It's for this treasure

"Before I came here, the sect leader specially told me that once we got this huge treasure, our whole Taijiao sect would be able to reach a higher level, even if it was possible to reach the height of the first sect in the North!"

"Up to now, the people of Yajian had spent 13000 Lingjing, and there was absolutely no spare money to compete with us for giant treasure!"

"They'd better not be ignorant, otherwise we don't dare to do the killing and stealing!" The old man with white hair and beard had two fierce murderous looks in his eyes, and the momentum of martial arts in liuchongjing suddenly came out.

as soon as the old man said this, the temperature in Yajian seemed to be reduced by this powerful and vicious momentum. The martial arts man with two moustaches also nodded in agreement, "yes, Mr. Fan, we are not made of clay, Even if you can't get the jewel, grab it! "

When the amiable auctioneer on the auction table downstairs heard what Wang Mang said, he also laughed awkwardly,

this is the first time that he has heard about making a kitchen knife with a Guan Dao, but it's good if the Guan Dao is not smashed in his hand. Who cares what you do!

"For the first time

"Three thousand Spirit Crystal second time!"

"The third time! Good! Cast iron Guan Dao, deal

When the gavel fell and the auctioneer called out the deal, Wang Hu, who could control his excitement, suddenly gave out bursts of giggles! ~Luo ~ Luo "

Wang Mang looked at Wang Hu, who was sitting on a chair, holding a teacup and laughing like a mentally retarded man. He patted him in the face with a little worry and asked," ah Hu, are you... Crazy? "

Wang Hu giggled and kept waving his hands, "brother Mang, I'm just so happy! ~Giggle, brother Mang, what a funny joke you just told! Ha ha ha! kitchen knife! Ha ha

Wang Mang saw that Wang Hu's laughter returned to normal, but also speechless patted him on the shoulder, said: "ah Hu, I'm wrong, I should have taken you to see a doctor, you see, now the disease is more and more serious!" Wang Mang's face was full of grief, and his eyes were full of sympathy.

Wang Hu's laughter stopped abruptly when he heard the speech. He looked at Wang Mang, frowned and thought about it carefully. He asked Wang Mang, "brother Mang, what's wrong with me?"

Wang Mang "....

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