God Level Golden Eye

Night fell.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao were sitting on the sofa in Zhenbao Pavilion and drinking tea. They had just finished their dinner and were waiting for Han Xue and Xie Feng to go to Guo Chunhua's yard.

The antique market at night was very lively, with people coming and going, and people walked into the store from time to time, but saw that there was no antique on the shelf, and they all went out. Such things, Tang Miaomiao experienced too much during this time I’ve long been used to it. Song Yun spends relatively little time in the Jumbo Pavilion. It’s really a bit uncomfortable, but this is nothing to do. The antiques in the Jumbo Pavilion have always been unable to survive, and now the business has been transformed. If you don’t make a living selling antiques in antique shops, you won’t have antiques on the shelves.

The Treasure Pavilion was very quiet. Except for Tang Miaomiao who answered the phone from time to time, it was quiet. Song Yun was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea and brushing his mobile phone. It was very leisurely, but it didn’t take long before the tranquility was broken. , Zhu Deyuan strode in.

Song Yun didn't expect that Zhu Deyuan would come over at this time, knowing that something must have happened, and it was a temporary emergency. Otherwise, he would definitely make a call before coming here to see if anyone was there.

Tang Miaomiao poured a cup of tea in front of Zhu Deyuan.

Song Yun directly asked Zhu Deyuan what was going on here, and couldn't help laughing after hearing what he said.

"Elder Zhu, I think you can go back to sleep now. There is no need to go. Going to that place makes no sense."

Song Yun smiled and shook his head. Unexpectedly, Xie Feng called and told Zhu Deyuan about this.

"what?!"

"Song Yun, what do you mean by that? Didn't Guo Zhonghua have Yuan Qinghua in his hands?"

"Why can't I go take a look?!"

Zhu Deyuan looked strange.

"It's not that you can't see it, but it's unnecessary to see."

Song Yun briefly talked about the situation, especially the photo he saw.

After Zhu Deyuan listened, he was stunned. With his extensive knowledge, he didn't expect such a coincidence in the world.

"This is a lot of fun!"

"Xie Feng was very excited when he called me. I knew that it was a blue and white yuan. I wanted to be the finale at the auction. If I knew this was the case, I would have committed suicide by jumping off the building!"

Zhu Deyuan thought of Xie Feng's tone of voice when he called himself, and he couldn't help but feel pain. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this.

Song Yun shook his head, there was no way for this kind of thing, Xie Feng was doomed to be disappointed.

Zhu Deyuan decided to check it out. Xie Feng had already called. Anyway, there was nothing else to do. Just check it out. Not to mention that he was really curious in his heart. I really didn’t expect Guo Chunhua to make such a thing. Yuan blue and white.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao saw that Zhu Deyuan had made up their minds. They didn't persuade them anymore. They went to see if they wanted. It was no big deal. The three of them simply drank tea while waiting for Han Xue and Xie Feng.

Time passed, and after it was completely dark, Xie Feng and Han Xue drove to Zhenbao Pavilion. After Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Zhu Deyuan got in the car, the group of five people went straight to the small courtyard of Guo Chunhua.

Xie Feng babbled and babbled all the way, talking non-stop, very excited.

When Song Yun, Zhu Deyuan and Tang Miaomiao saw this, they were relatively speechless and couldn't bear to break his dream. They simply didn't say anything. It was the dream that let him do it for a while.

Han Xue drove the car, she was always very calm, Song Yun, Zhu Deyuan and Tang Miaomiao's reactions were all in sight.

"Ugh!"

"Xie Feng is really embarrassed this time!"

"Song Yun and the others are obviously not optimistic about the Yuan Qinghua in Guo Chunhua's hands!"

Han Xue shook her head secretly, but she was very strange. If Song Yun didn't care about the Yuan Qinghua in Guo Zhonghua's hand, it would be unreasonable for Song Yun to look at it.

The night is getting darker.

Han Xue drove the car and slowly stopped in front of Guo Chunhua's small courtyard, opened the door, and the five people got out of the car. At a glance, he saw Guo Chunhua standing at the door of the courtyard.