The mad doctor who is the evil king chasing his wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 1172 The auction begins

Those people, without exception, all wore masks on their faces, and they didn't know each other, as if they were strange subjects.

Without exception, their eyes were all fixed on the auction booth. One could imagine how much they were looking forward to today's auction.

Shui Lingyue and Mingxi got off the elevator, the dozen or so guards were already waiting there, and when they saw Mingxi coming down, they immediately stood respectfully and neatly on both sides.

Shui Lingyue looked forward and found that the corridor in front led directly to the exclusive high-level seats of the Tianzhi Pavilion. Mingxi took Shui Lingyue straight to the middle of the exclusive high-level seats of the Tianzhi Pavilion.

At this time, none of the other three pavilion masters had come, and the exclusive seats for the upper echelons of the Tianzhi Pavilion were empty.

Looking at the empty seats, Ming Xi couldn't help frowning slightly.

According to the situation going back, at this time, at least three of the masters of the four pavilions will come. What's going on today?

The auction was about to start, but no one came.

Usually, except for Tian Ruoyu, the other three would come here early.

Thinking of Tian Ruoyu, Ming Xi couldn't help frowning.

Every time she always had to wait until after the auction started, she would be late. She said that she had been punished, but unfortunately it was of no use at all.

Mingxi sat down with a dark face, raised Erlang's legs arrogantly, looked up at Shui Lingyue, and motioned her to sit beside him.

Shui Lingyue looked at Mingxi's upturned legs, and couldn't help but tremble.

This action really resembles the modern Long Teng. Could it be that Mingxi really came from the Long Teng through time travel.

Thinking of this, Shui Lingyue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that she had to find an opportunity to test him out.

Shui Lingyue sat down next to Ming Xi, at this moment, Tian Qi, the owner of the East Pavilion, accompanied by two attendants, walked towards this side, saw Ming Xi, Tian Qi was startled, and walked quickly Came over, bowed ninety degrees to Mingxi, made a respectful salute, and said: "Your subordinates refer to the lord."

After Tian Qi finished speaking, he didn't take the initiative to straighten up, but still maintained this ninety-degree bow, standing there, waiting for Ming Xi to show.

Mingxi didn't say a word, didn't even say yes, just crossed his legs and glanced at the audience.

Tian Qi just stood there the whole time, maintaining that bowed ninety-degree salute posture, not daring to move.

1 minute, 5 minutes... 10 minutes passed, and Ming Xi still didn't speak.

This posture of bowing at ninety degrees to salute is the most tiring. Although Tian Qi's cultivation is extraordinary, this cultivation is not on the waist, and he is very tired at the moment, but Mingxi did not say anything to let him Get up, how dare he get up.

At this time, the seats in the auditorium were almost full, and guards slowly closed the door at the entrance and exit of the auction venue.

The host of the auction came out from the backstage. It was a middle-aged man in his forties. The man's appearance was nothing special. He was not particularly handsome, but he was not ugly either. .

However, the person's demeanor was a bit extraordinary, and once he stood there, he gave people a particularly amiable feeling.

The auction host walked to the middle and shouted down: "Now, the last auction of this year's Tianzhige officially begins."

There was no extra politeness, no extra greetings, and the announcement of the start of the auction was straightforward.

(End of this chapter)