Chapter 115: Bidding

The merchant saw the excitement of the crowd below, with a triumphant smile on his face. In order to obtain this batch of goods, he spent a lot of money, and the bulk of it was spent on Dong Lianhan. It seems that this time it will definitely be profitable.
There was a brother-in-law underneath shouting: "Don't just talk about it here, don't hurry up to bring that girl out, let the uncles inspect the goods."
Dong Lianhan heard the shout in the background, not only tears in his eyes. I think she is also a goddess. She has always dreamed that her husband and son-in-law will be a great hero, but she did not expect that she has fallen to this day, and she can be chosen like a cargo.
Although he had the Qi Condensing Seventh Stage cultivation base, he didn't dare to resist at all. Otherwise, the father detained in the jail, as well as the old mother in exile, will be implicated by themselves.
She heard the merchant's cry, and her slender waist twisted and moved Lianbu lightly. Slowly walked onto the wooden platform, with two lines of tears hanging on her handsome face, it was really pitiful for me.
The younger brother-in-law saw Dong Lianhan's graceful figure, with a clear face and teary eyes, like a green lotus coming out of silt, but it was really unique.
One of the sons laughed and said, "Sure enough, he is a natural stunner. I bought a ten thousand tael gold ticket from the young master."
A young man next to him snorted and said: "Look at your poor and sour, I bought the one hundred thousand tael gold ticket."
The sound of bidding came one after another, Dong Lianhan stood on the wooden platform. The whole heart was numb, his eyes became more hollow, and the whole person began to escape.
Zhao Yiming let out a long sigh, he thought the girl was very pitiful. Somehow he thought of his second brother, Qiao Wei, and only such a girl can be worthy of such a hero.
Thinking of this, he laughed and said: "Such a beautiful woman, wouldn't it be possible to tarnish her aura with a gold ticket? I have two low-grade spirit crystals."
Those prince brothers were silent at that time, and being able to take out the lower-grade spirit crystals was either because they were worthy of an extraordinary status, or they were sect disciples. This was not something they could afford to offend.
The merchant's eyes were also bright, and he thought that if he could sell several hundred thousand taels of gold tickets, it was already a big profit. Unexpectedly, there is a real master who is not bad, and the opening is Lingjing.
At this moment, a voice came from the side and said: "This kid is right, but I like this girl. I have ten low-grade spirit crystals."
Zhao Yiming turned his head to look, and saw a young man dressed up as a scholar who was shouting and hugging around him, standing there with a proud face, looking at his dress, he was also a disciple of Baiyungu.
He smiled and said, "There are indeed a lot of these ten low-grade spirit crystals, and I don't want to fight with you. What do you think of a middle-grade spirit crystal?"
This guy is called Liu Yingcai and he is also a true disciple. And the Liu family he was in was a few big families in Baiyun Valley, and there were several elders in the family.
He smiled casually and said: "It looks like you are also an inner disciple, and I didn't expect to feel pity for jade. You have saved this middle-grade spirit crystal for several years. I have two middle-grade spirit crystals. I don’t know if it counts. I'm bullying you."
Zhao Yiming exploded Cheng Zhenpeng last time, but he exploded many good things. He smiled and said: "This senior is really rich, but the junior still has some money, five middle-grade spirit crystals."
Liu Yingcai's face changed slightly, and then he snorted: "This junior is very face-to-face, and I don't know which family he comes from. I am not afraid of being punished for squandering family money. I have six middle-grade spirit crystals."
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these two men are no longer the women on the stage. It's here to fight for breath, and it seems that no one is convinced.
Zhao Yiming's eyes were cold, and he said directly: "Senior brother's words are interesting, I don't have a family at all. The money is my own, so I can do whatever I want. The price is ten yuan for the middle-grade spirit crystal."
Liu Yingcai shouted angrily and said, "You are so brave, it's really shameful. I'm a true disciple, you dare to me."
Zhang Zhibin snorted to the side and said: "If you don't have any money, you will squint quietly. What if you are playing here, what about the true disciples, you are looking for teeth like we beat you."
Liu Yingcai shouted angrily again and said, "I am from the Liu family. You'd better think clearly."
Jiang Limin patted his chest and said, "I'm so scared, what can the Liu family do? If you have money, you can talk, but if you don't have money, you can just play."
Liu Yingcai was really angry this time, and he sprinted over with one foot on the ground, and raised his hand to pat Zhao Yiming with a palm. This palm was so powerful that he clearly wanted his life.
Zhao Yiming was not polite, and raised his hand to greet him. The fists and palms intersect each other by three steps. Liu Yingcai is in the dual stage of Huayuan, but Zhao Yiming is too explosive.
The whole hall was fried, and the two of them were about to continue their hands. A figure flashed, and a person came between the two. This person is dressed in a short dress, and he is probably in his thirties. The cultivation base is not bad, at least there are five levels of Huayuan.
The man's face was cold and stern, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Don't you two know the rules here, and dare to do things here, because you don't want to give Brother Tang face."
Huang Shiyu whispered from the side: "This is the chief security officer of Yaxing, Zheng Ji, a famous thunderbolt in the rivers and lakes. The young masters still don't suffer from immediate losses, and endure the calm for a while."
Zhao Yiming arched his hand and said: "Ms. Zheng also saw just now that it is not that I want to do it. It is really the brother who can't afford to lose. I am forced to challenge.
Liu Yingcai didn't care about Zheng Ji, but he was quite jealous of Tang Yunze, after all, there was the elder Zhao Shiyu standing behind him.
He also folded his hands and said: "I was indeed anxious just now, but they insulted our Liu family. I have to seek justice for whatever I said."
Zheng Ji smiled and said, "Since the two young masters refuse to give in, let's fight the ring!"
Liu Yingcai nodded proudly, and said to Zhao Yiming: "Manager Zheng said that is also a way. I don't know if you have the courage, Junior Brother, and walk with me in the ring."
Zhao Yiming shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said: "That's nothing great, but we have to make a good deal before the fight. Whoever wins, the the stage belongs to whom."
The merchant’s face was immediately covered with sweat, and he cautiously said: "Then I don’t know about the price, the two young masters..."
Zhao Yiming laughed and said, "If I lose, and ten middle-grade spirit crystals are given to you, the young lady will belong to the brother. If the brother loses, I will take the young lady. How much money can I get from the brother? your business."
Zheng Ji nodded and said, "It's fair to say that Young Master Zhao, so let's do it!"
The wooden platform on Zhao Yiming's body took Dong Lianhan by his side and said, "It is better to keep it by your side for insurance, so that no one will be lazy for a while."
Liu Yingcai's face flushed with anger, Zhao Yiming's obvious sign that he was determined to win.