Jiangzhou, Yaochi Hall of Emperor Qin Hotel.
After an hour of enthusiastic auctioning of the sixty items, it was finally the turn of the last piece of extremely fine jade called "Cang Lan's Feather".
Everyone was looking forward to it, after all, 130 million dollars of extremely fine jade, now starting the auction at 13 million dollars, the temptation was too great to resist.
Especially for the rich and powerful tycoons who had previously admired this Cang Lan's Feather, their inner desire to auction it off was incomparably high.
On the contrary, it was Ling Yi and Han Ruoxue who had a calm face.
Although the two of them were placed in the middle of the first row, they were able to see the appearance of the exhibits from a closer distance than anyone else.
However, both Ling Yi and Han Ruoxue had no good feelings towards these ancient and rustic antiques, and the latter was even too lazy to even look at them, looking down at her cell phone the whole time.
"Next, please welcome the grand finale of this charity exhibition, the Cang Lan Feather!"
"Starting price, thirteen million dollars, to the highest bidder!"
With the auctioneer's enthusiastic welcoming speech, the entire Yaochi Hall immediately boiled over.
Such a lively scene startled Han Ruoxue, who had been playing with her cell phone with her head down, causing her to unconsciously look up at the booth.
With just one glance, she was captivated by the extremely beautiful piece of jade on the booth ....
It was as if what was placed on the booth was not a piece of turquoise jade shaped like a flying feather, but Ling Yi's handsome and dashing face.
Even in the depths of her mind, she could hear Ling Yi's familiar voice calling out to her, "Shoot me and take me home! From now on, I'm all yours, Han Ruoxue!"
Hearing this voice, Han Ruoxue couldn't help but murmur softly in her heart, "Okay, I'll take you home.
And at that moment, her hands couldn't help but slowly raise, ready to show her cards for an offer.
But at that moment, a soft cry suddenly exploded in her mind, "Exorcism Evil Retreat!"
After this sound, Han Ruoxue, who was originally in a trance, immediately came to her senses.
She looked around with a blank expression, then looked at Ling Yi with a panicked expression and asked, "What just happened? How come I seemed to hear you telling me to shoot him?"
Ling Yi frowns slightly as he stares at the Cang Lan's Feather and says, "I was careless, I didn't expect that this piece of jade had been placed under the Soul Regaining Curse, which is able to confuse one's mind and disrupt one's behavior, causing the viewer to have the urge to take a picture of it.
"Then wouldn't I have just ...?" Han Ruoxue was shocked and panicked.
Only to see Ling Yi shake his head and say, "Nothing happened, I stopped it in time.
Upon hearing this, Han Ruoxue took a deep breath. However, she still felt a pang of fear and did not dare to look at the piece of jade.
"Not good." Han Ruoxue seemed to have remembered something and suddenly let out a deep cry, "If everyone wants to auction it, the price might go up to a sky-high price.
Upon hearing this, Ling Yi smiled and said, "This Soul Regeneration Curse is not a Soul Enchantment Curse, it can only temporarily absorb a person's mind and soul, it is not strong enough to manipulate a person's mind all the time. So when the price approaches $130 million, they will come to their senses and stop bidding."
After saying this, Ling Yi raised his hand and added 100,000 to the price he had just paid: "I bid 15.4 million.
As soon as these words came out, Ling Yi didn't take it seriously anymore and was ready to wait for other people to bid and then slowly add more.
The result he did not expect was that after he raised his hand, the scene was silent and no one else bid.
"What's the situation? Did you do this?" Han Ruoxue looked back in disbelief and saw the crowd all looking at her with a grimace on their faces, as if they had been greatly wronged.
Ling Yi was also surprised, "If I didn't want them to bid, I would have stopped it at the beginning, why wait until now?"
He is telling the truth, after all, the other party's curse power is very strong, with his current cultivation, he cannot solve it yet, so Ling Yi does not want to be too dazzling and be noticed by the other party.
As a result, this group of Old Sixes actually stopped bidding one by one!
At this time, the auctioneer is also confused, as the finale from the treasure, even if it does not exceed his own value, think will not be too low.
But let him, as did not expect, is also called only a few rounds, suddenly came to a screeching halt!
This feeling is like, squatting pit squatting to half, you want to force clip off as unbearable.
"Any more bids, this is the original price of 130 million dollars for the Cang Lan Feather, the finest of the jades!"
Yaoji Hall: "..."
"It's only 15.4 million dollars now, if you miss this village, there won't be this shop anymore, all you rich and famous people, you need to think clearly."
Yaoji Hall: "..."
"..." The auctioneer saw this, and this also gave a whole depressed.
But since no one bid, he could only follow the procedure to go down: "15.4 million for the first time ... Mr. Wang, will you not consider it again, this is the world's best!"
When General Manager Wang heard this, his face turned white.
Only to see him hastily turn his head, may feel that turning his head is not enough, and then turn his body all over ---- This attitude is very obvious, Laozi did not kill, please do not fucking cue again!
"..." The auctioneer began to emo, so had to shout again: "Fifteen million four hundred thousand second ... Zhao Dong, this is ... Hey, Zhao Dong, you are not running ah!"
Before the auctioneer finished, Zhao Dong had already run out of Yaoji Hall without taking a single cloud with him.
"What's the situation?" The auctioneer whispered an underestimation and then seemed to suddenly react to it, looking at the guy in front of him who was the last bidder with a complicated expression.
He had now figured out that it wasn't that Mr. Wang, Director Zhao, and the others didn't want this extremely beautiful jade, but after seeing that guy raise his hand, each and every one of them was too scared to bid again!
That's right, just scared!
However, he could not understand is this dressed in ordinary guy, how to see are just an ordinary person, but why should he have so much energy, let Mr. Wang Zhao Dong, these billionaires are afraid of like a tiger?
As soon as he saw where he was sitting and Han Ruoxue beside him, the auctioneer immediately understood, then mentally cursed Ling Yi for being a nationalist.
After cursing, he immediately changed to a smiling expression, raised his small hammer, and shouted, "Fifteen million four hundred thousand third ...".
"Wait!" Ling Yi suddenly stood up and stopped the auctioneer, then turned to the crowd and said, "What are you doing, you are bidding instead?"
"..."
When the crowd heard this, their hearts were as hard as shit.
Do you think we do not want to bid?
It's because we don't fucking dare to bid, okay?
You soft rice man didn't bid all night, and now that it's not easy to bid, if we still spoil your fun, do you think Han Ruoxue will destroy our doors?
Are you asking us to bid?
You're clearly asking for our lives!
You're cheap!
And so it was, with the auctioneer's hammer, with a 'pop', a piece of superb jade worth 130 million dollars was auctioned off by Ling Yi for the super low price of 15.4 million dollars. ...
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Huaizhou, a luxurious Chinese mansion.
An old man rushed into the tea room with a cold sweat on his forehead.
"Teacher, are you in such a hurry to tell me that Han Ruoxue has auctioned off the Cang Lan Feather?" The robed man poured tea for himself, his movements elegant and professional.
"..." The old man's chest rose and fell, unable to speak.
The robed man laughed and said, "There's no rush, after all, whether you say it or not, she, Han Ruoxue, is destined to be my dual-cultivation cauldron after tonight."
The old man had been scared bloodless when he heard these words, but he still hardened his skin and stammered, "Back ... to the young master, Miss Han she ... she, still hasn't made a move.
The robed man's hand pouring tea lurched, and the boiling hot tea spilled onto the coffee table, splashing a few drops on his chest, only to be instantly condensed into ice ....
"You, say it again?"