Chapter 870： Goddess' thoughts!

"Two thousand taels."

Another quotation sounded.

"Three thousand taels." The man who made the first bid increased the price again.

As soon as this price came out, the entire auction hall fell into a short silence.

Everyone has never been interested in this kind of thing. In fact, if this mysterious scroll is really that easy to open, then both the sender and the Emperor Moon Auction House have already figured out a way to open it directly.

After all, the only way to get a high price.

This kind of thing, if you have money, just spend a couple of thousand taels for fun, if it's higher, it won't be worthwhile.

Just when everyone thought that this mysterious scroll was about to be sold for three thousand taels, the voice on the second floor suddenly sounded.

"Twelve thousand!"

Hearing this price, everyone couldn't help but be surprised. For a scroll that he didn't know what it was, he paid 10,000 taels. The young man on the second floor was really rich.

In this whole auction, there were many people bidding, but everyone was most impressed by the young man on the second floor.

It seemed that as long as she made an offer, she never hesitated.

This is not... the opening is ten thousand taels, which is evident in the financial resources.

Mu Zhiqing kept staring at Bai Chenxiang below, watching all his subtle movements.

Following her bid, she noticed that Ziyan suddenly glanced in a certain direction, and the man sitting in that direction was the man who offered three thousand taels.

"Eleven thousand taels."

Sure enough, the man bid again.

Mu Zhiqing's lips twitched slightly, and it seemed that her judgment was correct. This scroll was what Bai Chenxiang had brought for auction.

"Twelve thousand two thousand taels!" She raised the price unhurriedly.

Luo Shaorong also understood that this man probably really liked the scroll, and she wanted to give a sigh of relief for Luo Xiyao.

In the previous disturbance, not only Xi Yao lost her face, but she also lost her face.

After thinking about it, she still closed her mouth. If the holy emperor or the emperor was sitting in the second-floor box, wouldn't she be seeking her own death?

Even if it wasn't, she could not afford anyone who dared to show that she liked the goddess and sat in the VIP box.

"Thirteen thousand taels."

"Twenty thousand taels!" Mu Zhiqing bid again.

Ziyan frowned, "Goddess, what shall we do?

This prince actually took a fancy to this scroll, and if he hadn't made a bid, this thing would have returned to our hands. "

The reason why they have been so concealed is to not attract anyone's attention, and then quietly retract the scroll.

"No hurry." Bai Chenxiang said slowly.

"Then do we still bid?" Zi Yan asked.

Bai Chenxiang groaned for a moment, and said, "No more bids."

Hearing, Ziyan couldn't help being anxious, "No more bids? How can I do it?"

"A mere scroll without clues, if a high price is sold, it may attract more people's attention."

Bai Chenxiang's eyes were introverted, and he glanced at the second floor unconsciously, "After the auction is over, let's talk to this young man."

A smile appeared on Zi Yan's face, "Since the son admires you, he must give you something as soon as you speak."

"Ziyan, don't talk nonsense!" Bai Chenxiang said.

Ziyan closed her mouth, but her smart eyes were full of complacency.

Today's auction went smoothly unexpectedly. There are as many admirers as the goddess in the Emperor Moon Continent.