Since the Qin Dynasty auctioned the medicine of immortality, the first emperor went crazy!

31. Chapter 31 The prince dies? Put him to death and then die! Han Yu’s poisonous plan!

Author: Qingfeng goes too far

Chapter 31 The prince dies? Put him to death and then die! Han Yu’s poisonous plan!

I heard Yan Chunjun calling out the price.

Han Qiancheng did not continue to increase the price, but looked at Prince Han's box!

All his attention was on Prince Han!

How could Prince Han allow his hope to be taken away from him?

Not to be outdone, follow the price immediately!

"One hundred and fifty thousand taels!"

One hundred and fifty thousand taels is the estimated value of the eighth-grade elixir.

But valuation is one thing.

Having a price but no market is another matter!

"One hundred and sixty thousand taels!"

"One hundred and seventy thousand taels!"

"One hundred and eighty thousand taels!"

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Prince Han and Yan Chunjun competed to bid.

Soon the price reached a high price of two hundred thousand taels!

Mr. Yan Chun began to hesitate.

He no longer looked as calm as before.

The body that was originally lying on its side has now sat upright.

Lean your body slightly forward.

Every bid he makes.

They all become overthinking and hesitant!

The bidding status of Prince Han and Lord Yan Chun are completely different.

Prince Han desperately wanted Jiuyang Buxu Dan.

As long as Yan Chunjun dares to bid, he will follow immediately!

Every time he bids, it seems to overdraw his energy!

But he still enjoys it!

It’s even getting more exciting!

It's like a flashback.

The originally depressed spirit burst out with some vitality!

The collapsed body stood up involuntarily!

A rare moment of majesty!

But Yan Chunjun just likes it very much and does not have the urge to fight for it!

"Two hundred and fifty thousand taels!"

Prince Han rushed to the window and held the transparent window edges with both hands.

His face was ferocious, and he roared almost madly.

This is his last bid!

He has staked all his wealth on it!

Servants, antiques and utensils.

There is even a prince's palace that symbolizes the prince's face!

All are staked!

This price.

This is Prince Han's limit.

We are almost reaching Yan Chunjun’s limit!

Yanchunjun still has room to increase prices.

But when I thought of Prince Han's decadent yet extremely crazy expression.

He felt a palpitation in his heart!

He doesn't seem to be competing with someone for elixirs!

Instead, you are fighting for life and death with one person!

Yan Chunjun gritted his teeth, but relaxed again.

After all, he doesn’t have Prince Han’s drive to try his best!

He sighed heavily, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Why don't you give it to him? The estimated value of the eighth-grade elixir is around 150,000 gold. If it's more, even if I can take it, I'll still be at a bit of a loss."

Just when he was about to give up.

The box door rang for the first time!

"Um?"

Yan Chunjun instantly became alert.

Being in a foreign country.

There are no relatives here, only some people with interests in the Korean royal family.

Who will knock on the door at this time?

Because the competition with Prince Han was too fierce, causing dissatisfaction among Korean forces?

Previously, he had stared at the auctioneer of the mysterious auction house with that indecent look.

Annoyed the experts at the auction house?

Yan Chunjun's heart was beating rapidly.

Jueying, his number one master, also drew his sword and hid in the dark.

It would be fine if they were masters from other forces.

Jueying's strength is also one of the best.

It won't be too difficult to deal with.

If it were those elusive masters in the auction house.

That's big trouble!

"Buzz!"

The box door slowly opened.

A tall and heroic figure appeared at the door.

The person's hands were empty, and there was no sharp knife at his side.

Obviously not looking for trouble.

Only then did Yan Chunjun feel at ease.

"My descendant, Han Qiancheng, has met Mr. Yan Chunjun."

Han Qiancheng bowed his hands in salute.

Yan Chunjun is also a royal noble of the Yan Kingdom, with a very high status.

There must be no lack of due etiquette.

"Han Qiancheng? Whose subordinate are you?"

Yan Chunjun frowned.

He only recognized the high-ranking officials and nobles in Korea, but not Han Qiancheng.

If you don’t know whether it’s an enemy or a friend, it’s better to ask first.

"I am the adopted son of Fourth Young Master Han Yu. I am here to help you win the treasure."

Han Qiancheng reported to his family.

Then he took out a stack of gold tickets from his sleeve and explained his purpose.

"This thousand gold is just a small profit. I hope you will not miss such a treasure."

Yan Chunjun did not accept the golden ticket, but became alert.

There is no such thing as a pie in the world.

One thousand gold is not a small amount.

But he didn't have time to think yet.

Yafei's loud shout interrupted his thoughts.

"Is there any distinguished customer who has paid a higher price?"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand taels once!"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand twice!"

"Twenty-five"

Prince Han's eyes shone.

It seems that he has the elixir in his hand and can regain his virility as a man!

Although the family fortune was ruined.

But it's all worth it!

If I drag my half-disabled body from now on, I won't be able to enjoy the beauty of the world.

So what's the point of living?

"Twenty-five thousand and one thousand taels!"

There was a sound in Yan Chunjun's box.

This voice was like a nightmare.

Prince Han was instantly deprived of all his vitality!

Prince Han seemed as if someone had poured cold water on him.

My whole body felt cold!

Then, like a deflated balloon, the whole person limply fell to the ground.

"Master!"

The maids stepped forward to help Prince Han.

Prince Han was furious.

I couldn't even breathe out.

He kicked his legs and his eyes bulged like a pair of small balls.

He lost his breath on the spot!

Others just thought that Prince Han had lost his most precious treasure.

Falling from excessive sadness.

I didn’t think much about it.

Han Yu was in the box, still sipping tea lightly.

It seemed as if everything that happened outside had nothing to do with him!

But the corners of his mouth still raised slightly unconsciously.

But this feeling is fleeting.

He quickly adjusted his mentality.

He has turned back into the fourth young master who never panics.

"Congratulations to this distinguished guest for winning the Jiuyang Buxu Pill!"

"Please pay the chips immediately!"

In the envious eyes of all the men in the hall.

Yan Chunjun suppressed his excitement.

He strode onto the crystal wall platform.

Hold the Jiuyang Buxu Pill in your hand.

Some things appear careless on the surface.

But I still really hope to have it!

A man.

Who doesn’t want to be stronger?

"The cost is a bit too much, and I can no longer get my hands on the pills at the back."

But it's all worth it!

There is something for everyone.

Jiuyang Buxu Pill is the most suitable thing for people like him!

"Something happened to the prince."

Bai Yifei learned the news from the maid.

Feeling extremely heavy.

Apply a little force.

The tea cup in my hand instantly broke into several pieces!

"A small pill can actually make the current prince angry to death."

"If word of this spreads, I'm afraid the Korean royal family will be laughed out of their wits by the people of the seven countries!"

But now is obviously not the time to think about this.

The prince is their best puppet.

The prince is gone.

The crown prince naturally fell on the head of the fourth son, Han Yu.

Han Yu is a cunning old fox.

Full of calculations and calculations.

Not as easy to control as the prince!

Bai Yifei looked coldly at Han Yu in the opposite compartment.

Han Yu still looked calm.

As if he were an outsider who knew nothing.

Always a gentle person.

Makes it impossible to start.

(End of chapter)