The person who spoke was elegant, like a big young man, holding a folding fan in his hand with three fingers, and the other two fingers were still resting.

"Two thousand taels of silver, if there is no one who continues to increase the price, this beauty will belong to me, Tang Chi."

Tang Chi did not hesitate to see his name appear in those people's ears. What he wanted was to let them all know their names. What he wanted was to let many people know their names from here, even if it cost 2,000 taels of silver, it was all hesitant.

There is Shushan in Yizhou and the Sun family. On the other side of Shushan is the Nanman Kingdom. With the existence of these two big guys, many people are about to forget that there is a famous hidden weapon here, the Tang Sect.

The Tang Sect King Qi's squinting eyes that had been slept all the time, and Qiu Zhihe's idle look no longer seemed so casual. There was a Shuiruyuan, who was not Wen Ren's family, sitting next to Wen Renruobing.

When he learned that the Taiping Tower auction was a famous painting. As for the famous painting, it was unknown. He thought of the painting he had stolen before, the painting that made them very nervous, so he wanted to come and take a look.

"Have the Tang family members come out? It seems that what the court and Ye Hun did is true. Bai Wuren's successor has become the person who everyone in the world is chasing. Even if he has been plotting for his whole life, it is hard to imagine that such a thing will happen."

The bald man looked at the hammer that had fallen down and said that, except for the romantic man Kang Kyung-wa, there were not many people on the court who took her beauty seriously when facing a woman. The only person who took it seriously was a poor man, who did not have the ability to give out two thousand taels of silver, nor did he have the courage.

"Congratulations to Mr. Tang, fortunately, I have a beautiful woman. After the auction is over, I want to invite Mr. Tang to the third floor. Can you please not comment?"

The two people who did not go to the stands, the famous beauty Han had already stepped off the stage under the guidance of the guide, and brought another thing on the field.

"It is better to obey orders than to be respectful, and you will be appreciated by the King of Qi."

Tang Chi also said politely.

"The following is a comment by Master Nengjiang Heng. The green shade surrounds the willows, the geese chasing the breeze,..., the lanterns are half a month old, and the wine is accompanied by some people..., the guests come from a foreign land and follow me to the home..., and wait for Hua's children to look back on this life and always be quiet."

The host looked at the scroll in his hand and looked at the people in the venue, wandering around and speaking happily.

"I, my master of the family, learned about this treasure by chance. I thought that such a treasure could not be destroyed in his hands, so I took it out for auction. You all pay the price based on your mood. This treasure has no low price increase or no restrictions."

After the host said the words were opened, before the people on the court started bidding, there were waves of vibrations coming from downstairs. When I heard it carefully, it was the sound of a person's footsteps, but who would have such a sound when walking.

As the footsteps appeared at the door of the fourth floor, a sword flew out and fell from the thing on the stage that had no name from beginning to end. The sword was covered with blood, all of which were bleeding from the fists of the people behind him. Those people seemed not worried about their own pain, and even if they bleed, they wanted to stop themselves, but they did not succeed.

That sword shocked everyone present and made those who could not afford to offend him hide, leaving only some people who wanted to be extra and worthy to guard them here.

When Kang He took off the big Juque sword behind him, he did not hold back at all and put it on the ground, perhaps to show his elegance, or it might have made him very tired and really didn't want to take it anymore.

The tip of the Dajuque Sword fell to the ground, and a deep pit was smashed. If the floor quality of Taiping Tower was not really good, the sword had already fallen to the third floor, so it would have stuck there.

The auction has reached the last item. The thing on the stage has not been seen by everyone, but has been snatched away by a shadow. Everyone present is looking at Kang He behind him, and then his words appear again.

"I'm Leng Xiaobai."

This time, the reactions of those present were no longer as surprised as before. The world had become bigger. When they saw something that might be shocked by others, they could calm themselves down in the shortest time, or even extremely calm.

There was one missing person in the field. Tang Chi, who had photographed Han Meiren, did not stay here, so what he has now has is not very close to him.

"Leng Xiaobai?"

King Xia Chengen of Qi looked at Kang He with some confusion. How could there be such an rude way to appear in the world? Although the item on the stage has not started to be auctioned and the lowest price has not been set in advance. The key is Leng Xiaobai, who has also heard a lot about that person, especially a few days ago, Hei Bai Wuchang appeared here to let him pay attention to this person.

"If I remember correctly, he used the Zhanlu sword. You can tell at a glance that the sword you used is not the Zhanlu sword. Moreover, Leng Xiaobai is a family man. He has a wife and concubine around him, but there is nothing around you. How can I explain this? What's more, that person is a thin man. I really don't know what adjectives to describe you when you are like this."

The bald man looked at Kang He and said, as if he wanted to see through what this person was thinking, and ignored his very abnormal sword. It would not be so easy for him to pick up such a sword, let alone use it.

None of the people who can be on the fifth floor are simple. They look like a reckless man. Many people are still respectful to him and have no intention of looking down on him at all.

Leng Xiaobai watched Tang Chi leave Taiping Tower, and then he focused again on the auction site. Kang He, who was difficult to distinguish by the bald man, was not Leng Xiaobai himself, and his understanding of this person was very limited. When asking some things about him, all he could do was maintain his current posture, at least he could not lose to them in terms of momentum.

"Leng Xiaobai is also a human being. Maybe he wants to abandon his family and come out to play. The Zhanlu sword is always too light. How can this sword be enough? My young master wants to change a sword to kill people. Could it be that he still needs to pass your consent?"

Leng Xiaobai said this, and the people present could kill him for a thousand or eight hundred times in a minute, but this time they didn't take action. They saw Leng Xiaobai already took action first.

The weight of the Great Juque Sword is more than 300 kilograms, which is not convenient for ordinary people to carry, and they even pick it up, and they can't even hold it with both hands. In front of them, Leng Xiaobai held the hilt of the Great Juque Sword with one hand and picked it up very easily, which made those who still wanted to talk not know what to say.

No one has seen Leng Xiaobai here, and they have all seen each other. They don’t know Leng Xiaobai’s habits, let alone his habit characteristics. It is never easy for a person to understand.
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