Pursuit of the Truth

Su Ming stood on the terrace and heard a smile on his face. He took out the animal skin. Under one squat, the animal skin went straight to the old man. After he caught it, he opened it and looked at it. Weird.

Zi Yan was around Su Ming, her eyes were angry. She didn't expect Su Ming to be so shameless. The original talk was just about purchasing an item, but she didn't expect it to be this way. The matter was not thoughtful before she was just She did not think that there would be such a change.

"This animal skin is fragile. Feng old is slightly more obscure. If it is ruined, it will be bad." Su Ming ignored the purple eyes, but looked at the blue-haired old man and slowly opened his mouth.

The blue-haired old man was silent, his eyes lifted from the animal skin, and he looked hesitant.

The change of his expression, the language of Su Ming, and the sky-high price of 100 million yuan immediately attracted the attention and curiosity of all around, and the voice of discussion began to scream more and more.

"Give him, the old man returned to the sect to explain!" Seeing this screaming argument is getting stronger and stronger, seems to exceed the attention of this auction, from the eighth room, suddenly a hoarse and gloomy the sound of.

The blue-haired old man's eyes flashed, and the animal skin immediately shattered into a fly ash. At the same time, his words echoed around.

"This thing belongs to you! Next, we want to auction the next one..."

His words have not been finished, Su Ming suddenly opened, almost in the same auction with the voice of the old man.

"Wait a minute, this thing belongs to me, then I have to hand it over to you, handle it and auction it."

The old man looked up again and stared at Su Ming, his eyes showing badness.

"Not in accordance with the rules, no!"

"Su Mou hereby auctioned this thing, the price is high. The low price is 5 million, I can earn as much as I can, and I hope that the price will be the same."

At the same time as the old man's words opened, it was spread with Su Ming's voice in a period of time.

The sound of sneer laughs immediately echoes in this auction hall. Those who can come here are famous people on the earth. If they are not Tianzong disciples, they are the strongmen of the nearby tribes. The choice between Su Ming is naturally easy to come up with.

Especially this day, the witch spear. It is very attractive to many people. The person who had previously bidding thought that there was no hope, secretly regretted or raised other thoughts, and heard Su Ming’s words, and immediately felt heart.

"Six million!"

"Seven million!"

"Eight million!"

"Ten 10 million!" It is the price, but the price is not the third room, but the eighth room with the old man like a skeleton.

Su Ming’s mouth smiled and looked aside with anger. I stared at my own purple eyes.

This woman's provocations, Su Ming have endured, humiliated the car, want to provoke his fierce dispute with the Scorpio, even Su Ming can imagine, such things, may still appear.

"You are mean!" Zi Yan's chest is ups and downs, angry. It seems that hate can't go forward and tear down Su Mingsheng.

At the moment, in the third room that first shouted a price of 10 million, there was a young man embroidered with a black dragon on the shirt. The man sat there with a smile on his face.

"This Su Ming is very interesting."

Next to this young man is the old man from Tianmen. The old man smiles and shakes his head. No openings.

"20 million!" The young man picked up the glass and took a sip and heard the words.

The words came out of the room, echoed in the auction, and once again set off a round of shocks, this auction, until now, although not too many treasures. But artificially, it reached its peak.

"Two million one!" After a brief silence, from the eighth room, the voice came out again.

"Thirty million!" In the third room, the young man opened his mouth. The look revealed interest, and he suddenly felt that he had some appreciation for what was called Su Ming.

"Three thousand ... one million!!" In the room No. 8, the hoarse voice passed for a long while and then came out again.

"Thirty-nine million!" This time the price is not the youth of the third room, but the empty space in the corner of the auction house, where the dream of Tianzhu is.

Scorpio dreams as usual, pulling the blue silk in the ear and opening it softly.

The blue-haired old man on the stone platform at the center of the auction site looked extremely gloomy. He wanted to stop this incident, but because the sea elders of the No. 8 house also participated in the bidding, the matter became unreasonable and became reasonable.

He also understands that the elders of the sea must offer a price. Even his auction of Su Ming is also a desire. If not, then he will not be able to explain it when he returns to the Zong.

Unless he can really give out 100 million and hand it over to the sect, otherwise, under the interference of his heads, the matter will be infinitely expanded.

"40 million!" The sound from the room No. 8 contained anger and echoed around.

Scorpio dreams a little smile, no longer asking for price.

As for the youth in the third room, he put down the wine glass. After thinking about it, he smiled and shook his head, and no longer offered the price.

"If you have such a price, you must immediately give it to the original owner. If you report the virtual price, you will also be punished." Although the young man did not offer another price, he did not mind using a sentence to make Su Ming, and he did not care. An elder of this Haidong sect.

Su Ming glanced at Room 3 and remembered the sound. After a while, someone knocked on the door, opened the door in the car, retrieved a storage bag, and calmly handed it to Su Ming.

Su Ming took it, and after the knowledge was swept away, he put it away. It seemed to be emotional. If you talk to yourself, if you are facing the purple sable, you will slowly open your mouth.

"With this money, you can participate in any item, and you don't have to be ashamed to shout the price as before."

"I have never seen such a shameless person like you!! Su Ming, you are shameless, mean!!" The purple face was white, and after a sigh of Su Ming, he turned around and rushed out of the room. The appearance of Miao Man has another taste at this moment.

The car drove a glance at the purple scorpion, and shook his head to regain his gaze. He sighed in the heart and missed the second brother of Su Ming. If he came, this purple scorpion can see, what is a mountain? More than a mountain.

Even if the tiger is coming, this purple will be madly aware of what she will face in the days of the cold...

Just met Su Ming, can only say that she is very lucky.

The storm of this auction, after the price reached 40 million, calmed down, the blue-haired old man was gloomy, but had to continue to host the auction, took out the remaining items, trying to reunite the eyes of everyone. Make the auction back on track.

At the end of the day, the atmosphere of the auction house was gradually picked up again before the end of the first day of the auction, which was going to be held for several days.

"The Daxu dynasty is the holy land of my barbarian. The great wilderness is the sacred sacred device. It is even said that it is my barbarian. It was not that in my time, in the most brilliant years of my barbarian, Ding is supreme. Treasures made in the shape of Ding are even rarer, because each one has a powerful power!

Up to now, whether the Daxu dynasty exists or not, we don’t know... Where is the patriarchal dynasty? We don’t know... even other things that are shaped by Ding, even if they are imitated, it’s hard to avoid the demise. disaster……

We all know that Ding Ruo's production, in the moment of its appearance, even if it is a strong soul, can not bear the power of destruction...

Ding, any treasure in the form of Ding, only in the years before the ages, there are very few parts, now I have to come up with one of them!

This is a treasure in the form of a tripod, and even the seal on it is still there. It has been buried in a corner since the ages, until it was discovered by my Bishop Haidong several years ago... In this trip, it should be sealed up. Some items, but it can't be opened!

I have studied Haidong Zong for a long time, can't open it, and now I have a lot of auctions in Tianhan. This kind of thing can only be obtained by only those who have a chance. Only those who have a chance can open it. This thing is my barbarian treasure, regardless of the tribe, regardless of the sect. ... I hope that you can get this thing for the people of the land! ”

The voice of the old man is getting bigger and bigger. At the end, it turns into a roaring roundabout, but behind him, the nine sea dragons wander and disappear into the void, but soon, when they reappear, their body lifts A huge foot with a size of a hundred feet, slowly coming out of a corrugated twist.

The greatness of this trip, at the moment of its emergence, formed a strong sense of oppression, people do not say in front of them like ants, but also unremarkable.

The nine mermaids surround the tripod, and the sound of singing sings makes the trip feel a sense of oppression. At the same time, there is also a sense of solemnity, because the songs of the nine mermaid sings are the sacred songs created by a generation of savage gods!

"I was born at the place where there is no work. After I was born, the barbarian is prosperous... If there is an eye in the sky, I will see my barbarian eternal madness. If God has a spirit, then I will be a barbarian king!

......Don't dare to blink and smack me to seal the sky with the eight sins, God does not obey, I use the tripod to destroy the gods and rebuild the blood! ”

The sound of the mermaid, with resurgence, immersed the auction hall in a solemn atmosphere. Su Ming stood there, echoing the songs of the gods, and he could feel the wild madness in the song. It can be heard that the lyrics contain awe of the heavens and the earth.

It is even more audible, and then the world will be closed again, and the arrogance and pride of the blood will be re-established!

"That is the peak of the barbarian... The countless barbarian people follow their king, their gods, killing the sky..." Su Ming muttered, his eyes revealed his fascination.

"This tripod, the low price of 10 million... the bidding begins!" At the moment when the singer’s voice reverberated, the voice of the blue-haired old man began to rise!

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I am very careful to write, each chapter has to be written for about two and a half hours or so, never dare to relax, has been conscientious.

Desire to recommend tickets and monthly passes, really, very eager... (to be continued)

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