Chapter 1142: It ’s the best to spend someone else ’s money.

"Brother Chang Wei, do you want to get this residual bow?"
At this moment when Mo Qingyun showed anxiety, a disciple next to Daofumen next to him asked with a surprised expression on his face.
This disciple Mo Qingyun has some impressions. The name seems to be Li Zhichun.
Li Zhichun's mind was very puzzled. Based on his knowledge of Chang Wei, Chang Wei should have no interest in such strange things.
More crucially, he looked at Mo Qingyun's current performance and seemed to intend to obtain a residual bow through auction.
This is not Chang Wei's character!
"Brother Li Zhichun, what good way do you have?"
Upon hearing this Li Zhichun's question, Mo Qingyun looked curious and asked him.
In Mo Qingyun's opinion, since Li Zhichun asked him this way, he should have some good suggestions.
After hearing Mo Qingyun's question, this Li Zhichun sneered and suggested to Mo Qingyun: "Brother Chang Wei, Huo Weirong just provokes you just now, I can go to him now and say you give him a chance to make up for his work Let him lend you some Primal Soul Stones first so that you can't bid on this residual bow? "
"That's a good idea!"
Upon hearing Li Zhichun's words, Mo Qingyun's eyes brightened and he nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Mo Qingyun agreed with his suggestion, this Li Zhichun smiled coldly again, and said, "Brother Chang Wei, in your position as Dao Fumen, at that time, even if you do not return Huo Weirong's soul soul, he will not let it go Half a fart, that's also a punishment for his nonsense. "
"My brother is very suggestive!"
Upon hearing such suggestions from Li Zhichun, Mo Qingyun also sneered, giving thumbs up to Li Zhichun.
He was still thinking about how to punish Huo Weirong, but Li Zhichun reminded him.
"In this case, I will call Huo Weirong here."
Seeing that Mo Qingyun had adopted his own opinion, Li Zhichun would no longer delay and immediately went to call Huo Weirong.
After a while, Huo Weirong came to Mo Qingyun under the guidance of Li Zhichun.
Seeing Huo Weirong's arrival, Mo Qingyun showed a displeased expression on his face, and said to Huo Weirong coldly: "Master Huo, presumably I asked you to come, should you already know?"
"Little understands!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Huo Weirong showed a tense expression and quickly nodded to Mo Qingyun in response.
Although he is the owner of Fuzuge, the young ancestor in front of him is not offensive.
No way, this Changwei is too big!
He is not only the ancestor and descendant of Dao Fumen, but also the grandson of Dao Fumen's ancestors, his own disciple, and the first three talents in Dao Fumen.
Any one of these identities can be easily removed, and he can be crushed to death easily. It is not that Huo Weirong can offend at all.
Seeing Huo Weirong's unnatural expression, Mo Qingyun's expression became displeased again, and asked, "Master Huo Ge, I look at your expression, it seems that I can't rest assured that I have borrowed the soul spirit?"
"No ... dare not!"
Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Huo Weirong was frightened and his legs were softened, and cold sweat rose from his forehead, saying, "Master Chang is not only the ancestor of the ancestor, but also the grandson of the ancestor, and the disciple of the master. I don't worry about your words, who else can you trust? "
It was only because of his sentence that Mo Qingyun was very upset. If Mo Qingyun was upset now, then he is almost over.
This is not critical. The most important thing is that if the identity of his cabinet is abolished, then he will face many revenge from Mo Qingyun.
Huo Weirong only imagined that kind of consequence, and he felt a kind of shudder.
"That being the case, I'm welcome!"
Seeing Huo Weirong's performance, Mo Qingyun showed a bright smile and nodded with satisfaction.
"I have two trillion soul stones!"
Seeing Huo Weirong's willingness to borrow the Yuan soul stone, Mo Qingyun no longer delayed, and directly reported his bid price.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's participation in the auction, some people who were ready to continue bidding stopped the offer.
In their opinion, for a remnant of unknown origin, it is not worth it to offend the Daomen.
Of course, not everyone thinks so, some people do not buy Mo Qingyun's account and continue to compete with Mo Qingyun.
Then, Mo Qingyun fought fiercely with these people for the broken fairy bow.
Under the constant quotations of Mo Qingyun and others, the auction price of Broken Fairy Bow increased rapidly.
Looking at the fast-rising bidding prices, Huo Weirong's forehead sweated, and his expression began to tremble.
Originally, he thought that Mo Qingyun borrowed the Primal Soul Stone from him, but he was only bidding for some ordinary things.
He didn't expect that Mo Qingyun actually borrowed the Primal Soul Stone from him in order to bid on this broken fairy bow.
He was not afraid that Mo Qingyun would not return, but it was not easy for him to mobilize so many soul stones at once.
Mo Qingyun didn't bother about Huo Weirong's thoughts, and now he spends Yuanyuanshishi enjoying it.
Mo Qingyun discovered for the first time that it was so cool to spend someone else's money.
In particular, when you spend other people's money, you can still see the distressed expressions of others. This feeling is really cool.
As for Li Zhichun and others, seeing Huo Weirong's distressed expression, they all smiled gleefully.
They are all fearless people in the world, and they really like to do this kind of happiness based on the pain of others.
Soon, under the frantic competition of Mo Qingyun and others, the price of the broken fairy bow broke through the ten trillion yuan soul stone.
The price of the broken fairy bow exceeded ten trillion yuan, and there were fewer people bidding, leaving only one or two to compete with Mo Qingyun.
"Fifteen trillion!"
Seeing that these guys still did not give up, Mo Qingyun sighed angrily, his face gloomed down and said: "I want to fix this broken fairy bow. If anyone dares to live with me, it is the Tao Fumen.
As soon as Mo Qingyun's remarks came out, the auction room calmed down, and there was no further competition.
They knew that Mo Qingyun was really angry, and further competition would cause Mo Qingyun's hatred.
For a broken longbow of unknown origin, it is unwise for Mo Qingyun to hate it.
Seeing that the crowd did not continue to quote, Huo Weirong on the side suddenly loosened his expression, and his hung heart was relieved.
Although the number of fifteen trillion soul stones is not small, it is still within his range, and he has the ability to carry it down.
As no one continued to compete in bidding, Mo Qingyun finally got this broken fairy bow.
As the Broken Fairy Bow was auctioned off, the auction came to an end, and everyone left the auction house one after another.
When Mo Qingyun left the auction house, those who had promised to send him Xianshi did not lose faith with him, and took out Xianshi to give him.
Mo Qingyun naturally accepted such a move from everyone, and made a simple and polite response with everyone.
After a while, the number of immortal stones on Mo Qingyun's body exceeded 200,000.
Looking at the fairy stone on his body and the broken fairy bow just arrived, Mo Qingyun sighed inwardly: "This auction is really worthwhile!"
PS: Five more arrived, it's here today, good night everyone!
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