Chapter 142: 　Rules of Jumbo Pavilion

The appearance of the black knife Qin Long can be said to have caused a great uproar, and even the first person on the top 100 list of outsiders has appeared, which shows the grand scale of this auction.
Similarly, the appearance of Yuye was also a storm.
Especially after some explanation by Confucian Song Junxing, everyone in the room understood what Yu Ye was.
Because of the black knife Qin Long's opening, everyone obediently shut up.
It's not that they can't afford higher prices, but because they don't want to offend Black Sword Qin Long.
Offending the black sword Qin Long for a polluted eye of is really not worth it.
Besides, no one is sure whether this filthy Eye of Hell is really like the legend, comprehending the legendary attributes.
But these people did not include Ye Yusheng.
Because he is Ye Yusheng, but also because of the voice of the system's mission.
"Can you drop the hammer now?" The black knife Qin Long was extremely domineering, and seemed to know that no one would dare to this thing with him.
Even the inner disciple of the Clear Sky School, apart from those few real evildoers, no one would dare not give him the face of Black Sword Qin Long.
Although the auctioneer didn't like the feeling of being forced to drop the hammer, he didn't even show up at Treasure Pavilion, and he was naturally not an auctioneer.
Thinking of this, he raised the auction hammer and wanted to knock it down.
However, when he dropped the hammer, Ye Yusheng's voice was very untimely.
"A hundred wood of prisoners and accompanying flowers."
His voice was not loud, but it resounded through the audience, and everyone in Zhen was stunned.
At the outer gate of the Clear Sky School, there were still people who dared to what the black knife Qin Long liked. This was the first time this happened.
The black knife Qin Long was also visibly stunned, turning his eyes randomly and looking at Room No. 7, because the sound came from this room.
"Who are you?" Black Knife Qin Long asked calmly while looking at Room 7.
"Hey!"
A jealous sneer sounded from the room: "Who am I? If you want the Eye of Hell, you can get it with strength. It will be looked down upon by threat."
What about the black knife Qin Long?
No matter how great his reputation was, he didn't take it seriously.
Would Ye Yusheng, who has the Heaven Defying System, care about him? What a joke.
"it is good."
Black Blade Qin Long couldn't see any emotions in his eyes, and said calmly: "Since your Excellency has the courage to fight for the eyes of hell, I believe he is not an unknown person, dare to let Qin see it?"
The needle falling in the entire auction floor was audible, and everyone's eyes were focused on room seven, wanting to see what kind of person it was, who dared to challenge the black knife Qin Long, would it be the evildoers of the inner door of the Clear Sky Sect?
However, Ye Yusheng obviously did not intend to open the curtain, and continued to smile and said, "Auction Master, how about it, don't you still drop the hammer?"
Although his price was high, the auctioneer was obviously afraid to drop the hammer easily. He seemed to be waiting for some order.
If there is no order, he would not dare to drop the hammer easily, because the black knife Qin Long was looking at him.
Now is a critical moment.
On one side is the oppression of the black knife Qin Long, the first person on the top 100 list of the outer door, and on the other side is the sky-high price released by a serious auction.
...
And in a room in the Treasure Pavilion at this time, there was a man and a woman secretly observing everything that happened in the auction house, and the young man among them was naturally Song Qingyun.
Opposite him, there was a woman with long hair in gray linen.
Women are born to love beauty, but this beautiful woman is wearing a gray burlap, her hair is dangled, and her complexion looks at what is happening at the auction house as usual.
Song Qingyun naturally knows who is in Room 7
Even if he didn't mention that he personally sent Ye Yusheng into the room, he would know who it was just by looking at the Prisoner's Wood.
After all, Ye Yusheng had so many prisoner trees, although he was also shocked why Ye Yusheng had so many prisoner trees.
"Sister An, look at..."
Regarding the black sword Qin Long, even Song Qingyun couldn't make up his mind, so she had to seek the advice of Sister An.
Sister An raised her head slightly, and said calmly: "The auction house has its own rules of the auction house. The higher the price is, right?"
Song Qingyun's eyes lit up and nodded: "I understand, Sister An."
After speaking, he got up and walked out.
...
Auction floor!
The auctioneer still didn't drop the hammer, he was still waiting for news.
No one urged him either. Everyone knew that an auctioneer couldn't make the decision for this kind of thing, and it was the people from Jumbo Pavilion who really made the decision.
"Da da da!"
A sound of footsteps sounded from the side of the stage, and Song Qingyun's familiar face appeared on the stage.
Everyone was startled, and they all knew that someone who could really call the shots came.
"Everyone."
Song Qingyu's gaze swept over everyone, and then calmly said: "Since it is an auction, of course there are auction rules."
At this point, everyone has understood the meaning of Zhenbao Pavilion.
The black knife Qin Long's face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at Song Qingyun on the stage with surly: "Can you be the master of the treasure pavilion?"
"Brother Qin joked."
Song Qingyun's attitude is very good: "Since Song is here, he naturally represents the Treasure Pavilion."
"Therefore, if Brother Qin wants to get this eye of hell, he should come with strength. Threats are useless in my treasure pavilion." Song Qingyun said with a smile from beginning to end, but anyone could hear it, he was a little angry. Up.
A joke, the people who threatened the treasure pavilion on the site of the treasure pavilion, if they lose their temper, the treasure pavilion is really empty.
Qin Long's face became even more ugly when he heard the words, and a strong evil spirit appeared in his eyes.
The black long knife in his hand made buzzing noises. Obviously, the long knife sensed the owner's emotions and was not very happy.
However, Song Qingyun was obviously unmoved. He had absolute confidence to stand here.
After staring at each other for a moment, Song Qingyun looked at the auctioneer: "Do your thing."
"Yes."
The auctioneer nodded, and then directly raised the golden hammer in his hand.
"Snapped."
The sound of the hammer fell not only on the table, but also on the heart of the black sword Qin Long.
It was a very loud slap, hitting his face.
"Now I declare that the filthy Eye of Hell was taken by the guest in Room 7." The auctioneer's voice resounded through the audience.
"Wow!"
There was a burst of exclamation.
At the same time, there were whispering voices, everyone was discussing what kind of character this room 7 was, and he actually snatched the eye of from the black knife Qin Long.
A grand auction ended here, everyone was leaving one after another, but the black knife Qin Long did not move. He was still holding a black long knife, staring at room seven, the evil spirit in his eyes had already melted. Murderous.
"Haha!"
Just when everyone thought they couldn't see the mysterious person in room seven.
"Huh!"
The curtain of VIP room No. 7 suddenly opened.