MTL - Look In the Mirror-v2 Chapter 592 twists and turns

  Chapter 592 Twists and turns

  Three thousand top-grade spirit stones?

   Li Sao and Ying Hui looked at each other in dismay.

   But Li Chen chuckled lightly: "What are you afraid of?"

   "The protagonist hasn't appeared yet~"

  Li Sao was taken aback when he heard the words: Yes, Lei Yinfozi hasn’t made an offer yet~

  The senior is still bad.

  He smiled and raised his hand impatiently: "Three thousand five!"

  Who wouldn't know how to ask for a price!

  I'm good at Li Sao!

  The Flying Goddess in mid-air looked towards the direction of the third floor and seemed to be aware of it, but she just smiled.

   All Tor are good friends.

  Huanhualou auction items will eventually be stripped of half of the proceeds.

  Li Sao's move just happened to cause the price of the lot to skyrocket, and the final interest of Huanhualou would naturally increase as well.

  Why not do it?

   It's just that the fat man on the fifth floor snorted, obviously a little upset.

   "Five thousand!"

  Seeing the guard on the fifth floor stretch out five fingers, the flying goddess in mid-air is completely restless.

  She now suspects that the VIP on the fifth floor is also a trick.

  This is if the two props raise the price of each other...

The consequences could be disastrous.

   "Five thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

  As the Flying Goddess announced the new price, the whole hall became much more depressed.

  There is no other reason, everyone has become numb.

  They now want to know who will get this Prisoner Cauldron in the end.

  Fourth floor.

  Xia Houfeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

  He kept thinking in his heart.

  If this Prisoner Cauldron appeared in Kyushu, the base price would probably be more than five thousand.

   He wasn't surprised at the price.

   What really made him hesitate was the person who produced five thousand spirit stones.

  With his means, he has already seen the existence of the young master of the Du family.

  Compared with the Du family who are rich and invincible all over the world, Xiahou's family naturally dare not confront the tough.

  And he has always known the style of the young master Du Ziteng.

   To behave in the world, there are only two words 'haoheng'.

  So if you want to win the 'Prisoner Niu Cauldron', you will definitely not be able to do it with Lingshi alone.

  Have to give full play to the advantages of the Xiahou family.

   As one of the nine great clans of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the advantage of the Xiahou family lies in prestige and power.

  Thinking of this, Xia Houfeng fixed his eyes and directly extended the gesture of 'six'.

   "Six thousand!"

  Flying Goddess Zhuge Wei gasped: This group of people from Kyushu didn't even blink their eyes no matter how much they quoted.

  Upstairs, Jun Ziteng twitched his nose.

Um?

interesting.

   Just as he was about to bid, he heard a voice coming from downstairs.

   "Nephew of the Du family, I heard that you like to travel, but I never expected to meet you here."

  There is only one floor between the fourth and fifth floors of Huanhua Building. Hearing the sound, Du Ziteng slowly opened his eyes and subconsciously looked at the guard next to him.

  The guard twisted his ears slightly, and immediately saluted: "It's the head of the Xiahou family...Xiahoufeng."

   "Xia Houfeng?"

  Du Ziteng patted his stomach, and a strange look flashed across his face.

  After pondering for a while, he was finally willing to leave the couch.

  Walking to the position facing the hall, the haze on his face disappeared in an instant, and turned into a flattering face: "It turned out to be Mr. Xiahou, the boy really has eyes that don't know Mount Tai."

   "I didn't even know that Mr. Xiahou also came to this Huanhua Building."

   "Haha, nephew, you are being polite. The so-called old acquaintance in a foreign land, when the auction is over, I will have a reunion with my nephew."

   "Hey, Zi Teng can't ask for it, can't ask for it."

   After saying that, he saluted slightly towards the void.

  Although the two are separated by floors, they greet each other as if they are on the opposite side.

  With just a few words, the two of them have already tacitly agreed.

  Du Ziteng lay on the bed again, but his expression had returned to his previous indifference.

  As if that flattering businessman just now was not himself.

  A businessman is the one who knows best how to read words and expressions.

  After the exchange just now, he already understood that he had to choose another spittoon.

  But it can make the Xiahou family, one of the nine great families of the Great Zhou Dynasty, owe a favor.

   This spittoon is worth throwing away~

   "Hmm~"

  Thinking of this, he slightly closed his eyes and opened his mouth. At this moment, a new maid picked up grapes and put them in...

  The sixth floor.

   Ji Xu's eyes were gloomy.

  He did not expect that Xia Houfeng, the head of the Xiahou family, would appear here.

  Xia Houfeng, the current head of state, the grandfather of the thirteenth brother.

  The purpose of him taking this prisoner bull tripod is self-evident.

Ha ha.

  It’s just the thirteenth brother, this tripod is destined to miss you.

  Xia Houfeng overwhelmed others with his power, chatted and laughed, and made Du Ziteng give up the auction.

  In the entire Huanhualou, there are only a few people who are qualified to bid with strength.

  When it reached 5,000 top-grade spirit stones just now, the monks on the third floor did not continue.

  Now Du Ziteng has also given up.

   Only Xia Houfeng on the fourth floor was left, who could compete with him.

  Since this is the case, don’t blame me for following the same pattern.

  Thinking of this, Ji Xu glanced at Cao Chengmu next to him, who smiled and nodded slightly.

  He knew it was time.

   Immediately stretched out his finger and gestured.

   "Seven thousand yuan!"

  …

  Fourth floor.

  Xia Houfeng put down the tea.

  The Du family of the Four Seas is worthy of being a family of merchants.

   After some pleasantries just now, Du Ziteng did not continue to make an offer.

  The old man smiled knowingly, and even his wrinkles were stretched a lot.

  But just when he breathed a sigh of relief, the flying goddess suddenly flashed in mid-air, and it rained flowers all over the sky again.

  There is a rule in Huanhualou, when the auction price reaches one thousand top-quality spirit stones, it will go through the situation again.

  In just a short while, Zhuge Wei sprinkled flower petal rain seven times.

   "Seven thousand yuan!"

"what?!"

  Xia Houfeng frowned, his eyes were fixed, the gray beard on his chin trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but pause.

   "Sixth floor?"

  The monk next to him nodded slightly.

   "Patriarch, the owner of Yueying City, Cao Chengmu, is so ignorant of flattery. You have revealed your identity just now, yet he dares to bid!"

  Xia Houfeng shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Cao Chengmu has always lived in a corner, and he is best at protecting himself wisely."

  “We definitely won’t hit a stone with a pebble.”

   "I think there are other people on the sixth floor."

   "Anyone else?" The monk next to him couldn't help wondering: "Could it be that person just now."

  He suddenly remembered that Cao Chengmu had gone out for a trip before, and then brought a young monk back.

   "The monk has a mask on his face, but it does look a bit mysterious."

   "Mask? Young monk?"

  Xia Houfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, tossing and turning in his heart.

   After a long time, he looked up at the Prisoner Cauldron in mid-air.

   There was a bit more longing in the eyes, and it was replaced by regret.

   Finally heaved a long sigh: "Oh."

   "I'm afraid I will return without success this time."

  …

  The sixth floor.

   The corner of Ji Xu's mouth raised slightly. After he finished quoting the price, no one continued to increase the price.

   Give both kindness and power.

  Xia Houfeng is still very sensible.

  Ji Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and involuntarily fixed his eyes on the Prisoner Cauldron in mid-air, feeling a little impatient in his heart.

at this time.

   "Eight thousand yuan!"

  A cynical voice came from the third floor~

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  (end of this chapter)