Chapter 115

"Golden Lion, it belongs to the top blood among the soul beasts. Lao Zhong, you are not afraid to be cut off by the lioness when you enter the star forest again?"

Standing on the auction table was a strong looking man with muscles bulging like granite blocks, bare chest and short brown clothes.

Smell speech his facial expression obviously black many, think of the situation that the person says under the stage, the corner of his mouth also subconsciously twitch.

Don't mention that those ghosts and beasts can't keep their revenge. I really need to pay attention!

"Cough, don't talk too much about this nonsense. The price of this golden lion cub starts at 3000 gold soul coins, and each increase should not be less than 200 gold soul coins. Now it's time to start shooting!"

Smell speech, the field some quiet, everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.

The price of 3000 gold soul coins is even more expensive than the final transaction price of the last soul beast. It's not a small sum of money.

"Three thousand and two hundred gold soul coins!"

After a long silence, someone finally began to bid.

Lao Zhong smiles. It's good for someone to bid. It's good for someone to bid.

"Three hundred and two hundred gold soul coins! Is there anything higher? "

"Three thousand four hundred gold soul coins!"

"Good! Three thousand four hundred gold soul coins

“……”

The atmosphere gradually began to warm up. Don't look at the group of people below who were hesitant just now, but when it came to the time of bidding, they all seemed to be good money.

Listening to the prices constantly popping up around him, Tong covered his little heart, and only one thing hovered in his mind, that is, how many herb seeds can he buy with the money!

Just now, he saw for a long time that several kinds of herb seeds were too expensive. He bit his teeth and didn't buy them.

All of a sudden, the remaining light in the corner of his eyes saw Wang Jian eager to try, and his heart suddenly shrank.

"Dean..."

Looking at Wang Jian, the old man said in a trembling voice, "are you going to buy it?"

Wang Jian nodded, staring at the stage without looking back, and said: "with this plan, our college is still short of some ghost beasts for accompany practice."

Old Tong calmed down and thought about it. He was a little relieved. No matter how much he could use it, it should be a senior soul teacher's college, right?

He asked tentatively, "by the way, Dean. Which senior soul teacher college is our college? "

"Senior soul teacher college?"

But Wang Jian turned around and looked at Tong Lao with a strange look.

Tong was confused and said, "isn't it?"

"Of course not. Our college has not yet been clearly graded. As for the name of the college, you will know when you arrive."

“……”

There's no grading yet, isn't that pheasant college?!

The old boy thinks he's a little confused. He's not even a senior college. What's the use of buying this back?!

Next to him, Wang Jian has already begun to make an enthusiastic offer.

"Five thousand four hundred gold soul coins!"

The price of the five thousand four hundred gold soul coins was not low, but it did not cause any waves. Only the people around listened to the voice and looked at Wang Jian.

Soon, the golden lion cubs have soared to 6600 gold coins.

There were fewer people bidding around. Wang Jian estimated his budget and then called again.

"Seven thousand gold soul coins!"

At this moment, almost all the people who participated in the auction noticed Wang Jian. They all looked at Wang Jian. Looking at Wang Jian's young appearance, they couldn't help but feel bored and scolded.

"Bah! Which family is the black sheep? Is it not bad for money? "

Compared with other people, the strong man naturally thought that the higher the price, the better. Hearing Wang Jian's offer, he looked at Wang Jian, his eyes were clear, and he cried around in an excited tone.

"Seven thousand gold soul coins! Is there anything higher than seven thousand gold soul coins? "

Seeing that there was no one to speak below, a touch of disappointment flashed in the strong man's eyes, and he began to cry: "seven thousand gold soul coins once!"

"Seven thousand four hundred gold soul coins!"

Suddenly, a charming voice came from another corner of the crowd. The strong man was excited and looked at the source of the voice.

Almost all the people on the field twisted their necks to see. Wang jianminrui noticed that some people seemed to be pinched by their necks and glared at each other. They didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.

It was a young girl who was about the same age as Wang Jian.

The girl's long black hair falls from her back to her waist like a waterfall. Her eyes are bright, and she looks pure. But on her face, there is a kind of contradictory charm. The combination of purity and charm makes her face full of charm, and the more she looks, the more flavor she has.

The strong middle-aged man's voice suddenly became a little stuttered and said in a trembling voice: "this... This young lady has offered 7400 gold soul coins. Anyone else wants it?"

Wang Jian took a look at the girl and felt a little familiar, but he didn't have much impression after thinking about it.

And look at the faces of the people around, this girl seems to let them some fear, but for the golden lion, Wang Jian really like it.

"Eight thousand gold soul coins!"

"Hiss..."

Someone nearby took a breath of cold air, then quietly pulled the sleeve of the king's sword, and said kindly, "little brother, that's the saint of the martial spirit hall!"

Your highness?

Wang Jian was a little stunned, and then remembered, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the girl not far away.

It's hulena! No wonder so familiar!

Hu Lina, the golden generation of Wu Hun temple, is gifted, charming and moving. She is also the saint of Wu Hun temple and the only disciple of Bi bidong. She treats her like her own!

When Wang Jian looks at Hu Lina, Hu Lina is also looking at Wang Jian, with some doubts in her eyes. The young man whose age is similar to her on the opposite side doesn't look strange. He has a cool face. He looks at himself with neither awe nor flattery and greed.

Don't you know yourself?

Hu Lina guessed in her heart, and at the same time, she felt a little relieved. She really hadn't seen such a person for a long time.

Because he was the only disciple of bibidong, people around him were either in awe of him or had ulterior motives. This kind of plain look was something that Hu had not seen for a long time.

"Little brother, that's a saint!"

The man next to him thought that Wang Jian didn't hear clearly, so he reminded him anxiously.

"I know, but it's a fair auction. The one with the highest price will get it. Your highness is not a tyrant, easy to hate the role of heart, what terrible

The man was stunned when he heard that. I really think that's the truth, but

Looking at the man's tangled face, Wang Jian sighed. What should he say?

The martial spirit hall is really powerful among these people.