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Chapter 50 VIP treatment

The box was easily opened, and an indescribable excitement suddenly surged on the old man's originally plain old face.

His cloudy eyes sparkled for a moment, and with an exclamation from under his pale beard, "Huh?" His hands began to tremble a little.

Covered with age spots, the skinny fingertips gently held the items in the box and looked at them carefully.

The moment his fingers touched that thing, he could clearly feel the special aura fluctuations from the heaven and earth treasures, and along with his dull skin senses, it penetrated into his blood and opened the door. His heart that has not wavered for a long time.

The old man's eyes became brighter and his breathing became more rapid, "This is... this is..."

His light brown lips trembled for a long time, unable to say the name that was about to be pronounced, he could only use the tears hidden in the drooping eyelids to declare his emotion that was so excited that he couldn't express it at the moment.

If you can see the legendary space kit once in your lifetime, you will have no regrets in this life, no regrets!

A small black kit was held in the hand of the old man. He didn't dare to use force, for fear that he would destroy the world's most miraculous space magic weapon, and he didn't dare to relax too much, for fear that if he was not careful, it would be let These rare treasures rolled to the ground, stained with the dirtiest dust in the world.

He could only return the kit as soon as possible to the wooden box that originally contained it. Although the workmanship of this wooden box was indeed rough, it was really not worthy of it.

The old man's eyes reluctantly moved away from the box, and his excited eyes met Pianruo's masked face, his face was filled with a lot of respect that was completely different from just now.

If this young man is a long-lost space mage in the Canghe Continent, then he is enough to make everyone in the entire continent respect him.

However... the old man looked at Pianruo's thin body, coughing from time to time, coupled with the obvious lack of breath, he had some doubts.

How could a space mage look so ill?

"I don't know who made this thing?" The old man asked the doubts in his heart.

Pianruo replied very calmly: "When did Jiupo Auction House start asking about the origin of treasures?"

Everyone knows the rules of Jiupo Auction House, three don't ask, three don't care.

Don't ask where you come from, don't ask where you come from, don't ask where you go, don't care before you come, don't care after you go, don't care about the price.

In short, as long as it is a treasure, from the moment the treasure holder takes the treasure into the Jiupo Auction House until the moment it leaves the auction house, during this period, the safety of the treasure and the treasure holder is guaranteed , After leaving the house, they are not responsible for the return of the treasure. They never ask whether the origin of the treasure is clean or not. Even the auction price is set by the treasure holder himself. The identity of the treasure holder is [-]% confidential. Neither can ask any questions about privacy.

Therefore, Pianruo asked this question in order to block all the old man's next questions.

After the auction is over, the auction house draws a commission according to the prescribed share, and after that, the goods and money are settled, and there is no relationship.

The old man was just too excited for a while, and had no other intentions, but if Pianruo didn't want to say it, he didn't force it, he just felt regretful.

Thinking about it again, in his whole life, he was able to see with his own eyes and touch the legendary long-lost space magic weapon. In this life, he has no regrets. What is the importance of knowing where it came from?
"I'm sorry, the old man was just too excited for a while, so I ask this question, please forgive me."

The old man asked again: "I don't know how much the price is, sir?"

Pianruo said slowly in a deep voice, "I only want spirit stones, not gold coins."

The old man nodded. It is really out of place to exchange such a peerless treasure with common things like gold coins.

"One hundred purple spirit stones to shoot." Pian Ruo smiled slightly, clearly seeing the surprise flashing across the old man's eyes, but the next second she felt that it should be taken for granted, and became extremely calm.

Pianruo added another sentence: "There is no limit to the price increase."

The old man registered the treasure information one by one, and then personally led Pianruo into the VIP room on the third floor of the auction house.

This time the surprised person was replaced by Pianruo.

The Nine Souls Auction House has a total of four floors, the fourth floor is the site of the legendary owner of the auction house, and the remaining three floors are all for guests.

Those who can go up to the second floor are already the dragons and phoenixes among the people, and there are no people who can go up to the third floor in the past 200 years.

Therefore, when the audience who had already started waiting in the audience saw the lights on in the mysterious private room on the third floor, they were all delighted and shocked.

To my delight, the lights on the third floor were on, indicating that there was a peerless treasure in the world. What was shocking was, who had such a great ability to climb to the third floor that almost no one could go to?

So Pianruo sat very elegantly in the private room by the window on the third floor, drinking the best ginseng leaf lotus water, while listening through the closed windows with a smile to the people downstairs who began to summon their own entourage to prepare money sound.

Prepare more, you can't go wrong.

Although the window is sealed, it is actually a layer of enchantment. People inside can see the movement of the outside world clearly, but people outside can't peep inside. This is the absolute privilege of the private room on the third floor.

At the same time, in the private room of Tianlong No. [-] on the second floor, a young man in a purple robe, his handsome expression fluttered slightly, and a man of his age was sitting beside him, the difference was that the man in blue was a little older. Frivolous and evil, he asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, should we send a letter back to the palace to report to His Majesty?"

The man in purple is the current Crown Prince, Di Mohan. He raised his head, looked at the brightly lit window sill on the third floor, and said softly, "Waiting for the opportunity, before it's too late."

The man in blue is Han Zhuo. On his usual frivolous face, there is a bit of solemnity, "Well, we are here today mainly for the eight-treasure green lotus lamp, the treasure on the third floor. Let's take a look."

Anyway, they had the sound transmission talisman in their hands, and it only took a matter of minutes to send a message back to the palace.

In the most hidden corner of the guest seats on the first floor, Shangguan Pianwu was dressed in a black costume, with a vicious ghost mask on his face, looking up at the window light on the third floor with a stern expression.

She lacks a handy weapon. If the auction on the third floor today is a weapon, then...

The thoughts in Shangguan Pianwu's mind were spinning rapidly, even though she had taken back part of Di Yuehua's dowry and the money she deserved over the years, relatively speaking, it was far from enough.

She turned her head and said something softly to Dai Rui who was also dressed like her. Dai Rui nodded quickly and quietly exited the auction house.

"Boom."

With a loud gong, tonight's auction officially kicked off.

As the most influential auction house on Hell Street, the hosts they sent were all top-notch.

(End of this chapter)