Chapter 55 The Storm Under

Everyone was boiling, looking at Song Leyu nervously one by one, waiting for Wu Shengqi's next words.

"In the mainland, almost everyone is qualified to enter the seven-string season, but there is only one lucky person who can really enter the seven-string season. The lucky person will stay in the space of the seven-string season for seven days, which is the honor given by the gods and the supreme glory given by the gods!" Wu Shengqi's voice seemed to be bewitched, with a deep hoarseness: "The seven-string season is the bridge for the birth of the peerless strong. Even if a child enters, after coming out, he can get the supreme star power!"

No one doubts about Wu Shengqi's words, because everyone on the mainland has heard the legend of the seven-string season, and everyone knows the great benefits and gains that the seven-string season can bring!

"I can tell the listener that the place where the next seven-string season will appear is in the twenty-third mountain range of southern Xinjiang, but I can't disclose the specific location. Three months later, the listener with Mowen flute can get the specific location as soon as possible!" Wu Shengqi's voice became weaker and weaker at the end. When it came to the last few words, it was almost like a mosquito. Fortunately, it was extremely quiet around, otherwise Qin Yuelou could also listen carefully.

When this passage was finished, the vision around Song Leyu's body just now began to slowly dissipate, and the trembling huge pressure also disappeared in an instant.

"Guys..." Song Leyu's face turned paler. Under the light of the lanterns around him, it seemed that there was no blood color. "My father has studied this unknown flute for more than three years. I think everyone will no longer doubt everything I have proved before, and I think everyone knows the value of this unknown flute. !"

Do you have a number? There are a few farts!

In the scene, after the rendering of Wu Shengqi's words, almost everyone wanted to get Mowen flute. After all, it was too big to get the location of the seven-string season at the first time. As for the value of the flute, many people can't touch it at all!

"Now we will start the auction of the flute." Song Leyu's voice recovered a little, and then he faintly put Mo Wen flute on the table and raised his eyes to look around, as if he was looking at everyone's reaction!

Hearing this sentence, everyone also calmed down, including the masked man in black robe that Qin Yuelou had been paying attention to. After Song Leyu's words fell, he held the armrest of the chair tightly with his right hand. Although his expression can't be seen clearly from this perspective, it can also be imagined that he is excited and nervous at this moment.

Qin Yuelou doesn't matter. Wu Shengyao's words just now shocked him too much. In addition, at this moment, Gu Xingli began to run around after the pressure, so Qin Yuelou had to be distracted and forced to suppress it.

"The reserve price of Mowen flute, one million gold coins, and a promise to the Song family!" Song Leyu announced the reserve price of Mo Wen flute loudly, and then continued: "There is no limit on each price increase, but those who participate in the bidding must promise to give me a promise to the Song family. All the strong people present can testify, otherwise, they will not be qualified to participate in the bidding!"

Song Leyu's last words finally made people hear the way!

As long as you bid, it is equivalent to giving the Song family a promise. Isn't this auction a complete profit for the Song family? Because of the value of the seven-string season, I'm afraid that a quarter of the people here are waiting for the appearance of the seven-string season, and even if one-tenth of people participate in the auction, whether they get it or not in the end, the Song family will get the promise of so many people!

The Song family is really calculating. No wonder they are willing to auction it in the seven-string season. It turns out that they pay such attention!

Many people are beginning to feel unbalanced. Even the strong people who have the strength to compete for Mowen flute, they are not willing to do this to the Song family. After all, it is not certain whether Mowen flute will fall into their hands in the end, and to participate in the auction, you must give the Song family a promise, which is really a loss!

At this time, the sound from the sixth private room instantly broke their scruples: "It is proved by my Star Wars Hall that all those who participate in the bidding must accept the promise of the Song family, including my Star Wars Hall. If someone interferes from it, it is the enemy of my Star Wars Hall!"

As soon as this came out, the whole audience was silent again!

Many people didn't have time to make a dissatisfied voice, so they completely choked back to their mouths!

For a moment, everyone didn't understand what the Star Wars Hall was doing at this moment. Did they come to participate in the auction, or did they negotiate with the Song family to be a notary? It's really puzzling!

"Guys, this auction is based on the principle of fairness. Anyone who is willing to bid must agree to Song's second condition. Otherwise, please don't bid!" Song Leyu's face recovered a little. Following the words of the Star Wars Hall, he said lightly, "Now, start bidding!"

"One million gold coins!"

"1.60,000 gold coins!"

"1,11 million gold coins!"

Although there was still dissatisfaction in people's hearts, when Song Leyu's words were lagging behind, there were still the sound of bidding one after another, for fear of falling behind others. After all, although a million gold coins seem to be a lot, compared with a peerless strong man in the mainland, it is too little to be calculated at all!

And the first few bids came from the private room that had been silent for a whole day. In less than a minute, they raised 100,000 gold coins!

Qin Yuelou was secretly shocked. These people are really rich. Even if he has the intention to get the seven-string season, in the face of this huge money offensive, the 200,000 yuan in his pocket is not even enough for the reserve price!

Jun Shangyue, who was sitting below, hesitated again and again. After discussing a few words with the old star king of the Jun family next to him, he called out "1 million gold coins!" At this time, Mo Wen flute had been carried to 1.18 million gold coins!

Xia Biya's face was also covered with cold sweat. This reserve price had exceeded his expectations. Coupled with the crazy bidding of everyone at this moment, he had no strength to participate in the competition at all! All the property of his Xia family is only more than three million gold coins, which is still the total value of his auction house and many land, and the cash in the gold house is not so much at all!

Seeing that the night eagle was looking at himself, Xia was tired of gritting his teeth and could only shout, "360,000 gold coins!" But as soon as his ending fell, he was covered by the voice in a private room: " 1.4 million gold coins!"

In just ten minutes, the value of Mowen flute has been speculated over hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and there are as many as 27 companies participating in the auction. According to this trend, I'm afraid that the Song family will get the promises of no less than 30 forces and more than two million gold coins at the end of this auction!

"Mr. Song is really calculating, calculating!" While suppressing the ancient star power, Qin Yuelou secretly praised himself. At present, in the private room, except for his own and the Star Wars Hall, the other 18 have joined the auction!

"Two million gold coins!" With the rough sound in the eighth room, the value of Mowen flute finally exceeded the two million mark!

Many people are deterred at this time. To be honest, it is not expensive for the news of the seven-string season to be sold at this price, but the key is that there are not many people who have the ability to buy and take it away!

Even the most authoritative Star Wars Hall doesn't seem to have spoken yet!

The night eagle's face was unpredictable. Looking at Xia's impatience, there was a disdainful sne at the corners of his mouth, and the aggressive color of death flashed in his eyes.

Xia was scared and had no choice but to shout with hatred under the ** power of the night eagle: "2.5 million gold coins!"

As soon as the price came out, many people were shocked. Some familiar people in the east looked at Xia and looked like you were crazy. After all, Xia Butian is just the city owner of a third-level city, and he has been sitting on the city owner for a few years. How can he take out such a big price?

Xia's heart is also dripping blood. He secretly said that you don't know my difficulties, but on the surface, he is extremely enjoying the envious eyes around him. However, his two hundred and fifty did not last long, and it was exceeded by the price of one of the rooms.

Sitting in the private room, Qin Yuelou also felt bored. In this auction, the harvest was quite large. He not only got the Helingcao, but also got the news that the seven-string season appeared in the southern Xinjiang Mountains three months later. At that time, he would definitely go.

At present, Mo Wen's flute is out of reach for him, and he doesn't intend to touch his finger. Coupled with the ancient star riot in his body, he must find a place to suppress it.

Just as he was about to leave his seat, the change suddenly appeared!

When the sentence "three million gold coins" sounded, everyone was stunned, because the sound did not come out of the private room, nor from the hall, but from the auction table!

Among the mercenary guards around the auction platform, a figure quickly passed towards the stage, pushed Song Leyu away, and grabbed Mo Wen flute in his hand!

The scene suddenly cooled down. For a moment, in the face of this change, everyone was stunned!

This mercenary is just a star!

What a bold!