Son-in-law, God-Emperor

Not to mention them, even Yan Tong, Mr. Qiao and others were stunned.

what happened?

Why is it that no one bids the price once this kid opens his mouth?

this....

"Why do I feel... as if I shot myself in the foot..." the master of the East Pavilion of Zhenbao Pavilion spoke, with an ugly expression on his face...

The other people nodded one after another, feeling a bad feeling...

The same goes for Yan Tong, his face looks ugly...

"Ji Xian Sect... One million times, deal is done."

Finally, Wu Qingyan's voice fell, but still no one opened a bid.

Little did he know that Xiao Fan was more speechless than anyone else at this moment. He never dreamed that this would happen.

"Am I already so intimidating unintentionally?"

Xiao Fan felt bitter in his heart. He looked around the venue. There were millions of monks here, but they were reduced to him. As soon as Xiao Fan opened his mouth, no one dared to bid?

He didn't believe it. How could he miss such a good opportunity to make a fortune?

And he knew that if this happened a few more times, Zhenbao Pavilion might not play with him anymore.

A good auction may be ruined by yourself...

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"The base price is 400,000, and each increase must not be less than 50,000..."

Wu Qingyan explained slowly, and a white porcelain bottle the size of a wine pot appeared in her hand...

Someone around was about to speak...

This time Xiao Fan himself spoke first.

"Half a million!"

"Swish" "swish" "swish"....

Everyone in the venue looked at Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan: "..."

I'm just raising the price, don't you have any other intention?

Even Feng Zhuangshi and the others felt something was wrong...

Feng Zhuangshi and Shi Bin, who knew the inside story, knew that Xiao Fan came for the blood of the eight gods.

The thing was already in hand, and Diao Zhen, who had just tricked him, had already been avenged by him, so why did he speak again?

This left the two of them confused.

Xiao Fan sat upright, expressionless...

Nangong Lingxuan and Hu Rui, who were on the left and right, looked puzzled. Naturally, they were also confused...

"The Supreme Immortal Sect...five hundred thousand times..."

"Ji Xian Sect...five hundred thousand times..."

"..."

Finally, in a completely silent environment, Xiao Fan bought the Flame Dragon Poison Spring for 500,000 yuan...

Xiao Fan was speechless, he didn't even know what this thing was for.

He was speechless. In fact, others in the venue were even more speechless.

This pot of Flame Dragon Poison Spring is sold for at least 1.5 million spirit stones.

In the end, he was auctioned off by this guy for 500,000 yuan?

"Good guy, who is this kid... He actually intimidated everyone."

"As soon as he opened his mouth, no one dared to bid... It's amazing."

"The Flame Dragon Poison Spring worth 1.5 million was actually bought away by him for 500,000..."

"Envy, this boy is by no means simple. Does anyone know his specific identity and which big family he is from..."

"..."

Hearing these sounds around him, Xiao Fan suddenly became energetic.

Something worth a million and a half?

I actually spent half a million to take the photo?

Doesn’t this mean that I earn more!

Good guy, when you become developed, you can do whatever you want.

Xiao Fan remained silent and stood up from his seat. In front of the public, he exchanged five hundred thousand spiritual stones for the Flame Dragon Poison Spring...

Earn a million for nothing...

He even took away the poisonous snake milk that he just bought for one million...

A total of 1.5 million was paid...

However, Xiao Fan was overjoyed. He was not stupid. The Venomous Snake God's Milk would definitely be cheap for one million. If he went out and sold it, he would have made a fortune in vain! !

As for why you came here now?

He was afraid that Zhenbao Pavilion would cheat and not sell things to him afterwards.

Then he's not busy in vain...

"Although I'm a little sorry for Mr. Qiao and Qiao Rong... But it's okay. After all, Zhenbao Pavilion does not belong to him. I took the photo based on my ability. At worst, I can tell Qiao Rong to order it later."

Xiao Fan thought this in his heart and silently returned to his seat.

Feng Zhuangshi and the others naturally knew the value of those two things just now, at least three million spiritual stones...

This guy made 1.5 million without saying a word?

The auction continues...

The weird scene just now continued to appear. As long as Xiao Fan opened his mouth, everyone around him fell silent...

Xiao Fan still paid the bill silently and exchanged the things...

Yan Tong, Qiao Rong and other pavilion masters all had green eyes...

Yan Tong was filled with regret...

If this continues, not only will his Zhenbao Pavilion not make any money this time, but it will also have to lose everything...

Xiao Fan felt that he had made a fortune and was in a great mood.

What he never expected was that for the big families around him, the tragic situation of the Diao family just now would be unforgettable for them.

Therefore, he instinctively fears Xiao Fan and thinks that he is not a good person.

I have the support of Ji Xian Sect behind me, so I don’t dare to speak...

After these rounds, they all came to their senses and thought that the auction could not go on like this.

Isn't this all in vain?

A group of masters were intimidated by a young boy?

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"The base price is 100,000 spirit stones, and the price increases by 10,000 each time..."

Wu Qingyan spoke...

Xiao Fan said directly: "One hundred thousand!"

But this time... what happened before didn't happen.

"One hundred and fifty thousand."

"Two hundred thousand!!"