The third disciple of the Iron Sword Sect loves to have sex with each other. Although he is not a rich second generation as famous as Li Mufeng, a god-like man, he is definitely a wealthy master. However, after hearing Sikong Qingyue's price of 50,000 taels of silver, he

I was still shocked.

Ai Shuangfei shook his head and sighed: "Fifty thousand taels, it's really a good price. Alas, it's a pity that we are poor, so we can only watch."

Sikong Qingyue smiled and turned her beautiful eyes: "Everyone, who is willing to bid?"

"Fifty-five thousand taels." Someone raised his hand.

The asking price was five thousand taels, which undoubtedly caused another commotion. However, only 6 seconds passed before this price was exceeded by another price.

"One hundred thousand taels!"

"Wow..."

Everyone's eyes were focused on a middle-aged player.

Kunlun School's Heartless Fish, an evergreen tree in the gaming world, one of the top ten most popular masters in recent times, is still ranked above Ma Qianjun, and this person is best at swordsmanship, with a 'Thunder Sword' that gestures like running thunder.

Those who can parry are extremely rare.

"If the Heartless Fish gets the Fish Gut Sword, will the others still have a chance to survive?"

"I have a creepy feeling..."

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

Just when everyone was shocked, another voice shouted.

Wuxinyu raised his head and snorted coldly at the bidder. He knew the bidder. He was one of his enemies, the second disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, Qing Ping Le, his old rival.

Wuxinyu uses a sword, and Qingpingle also uses a sword. Wuxinyu is listed in the "Top Ten Masters Today" by players, and the same is true for Qingpingle, and his ranking is higher than Wuxinyu, ranking in the "Top Ten Masters List"

head.

Qing Ping Le was not young anymore. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed to a slit. He raised his hand and said, "Also, I want to explain that no matter how good the price of the heartless fish is, I am still ten thousand taels higher than him!"

Wuxinyu said coldly: "Qing Ping Le, are you sincerely trying to be right with me?"

Qing Ping Le laughed: "It's not about being right, it's about being confident. If the Yuchang Sword falls into your hands, then my personal safety will not be reliable."

Sikong Qingyue said: "Twenty-two thousand yuan for the first time, is there anyone who bids?"

The unintentional man gritted his teeth and raised his hand: "One hundred and fifty thousand!"

"160,000." Qing Pingle did not hesitate at all and showed a determined attitude.

Wuxinyu stared at Qing Pingle and said word by word: "One hundred and sixty thousand and one tael."

"One hundred and seventy thousand and one tael!" Qing Pingle said calmly.

While the two were fighting, Huang Mengbi, who was sitting next to Ye Cheng, kept asking with his eyes. It could be seen that he was also very attracted to the Yuchang Sword, but Ye Cheng never expressed it, so he did not raise his hand to bid.

Seeing that the bidding was coming to an end, Huang Mengbi couldn't hold it any longer, coughed slightly and asked: "Brother Deep Blue, is this fish intestine sword worth the money?"

Ye Cheng smiled: "I don't know much about the Fish Intestine Sword, but from the introduction of Gang Leader Sikong, this sword can indeed be regarded as a magical weapon."

"That's it..." Huang Mengbi was a little disappointed. He approached Ye Cheng because he saw that Ye Cheng was not simple, but Ye Cheng's reply made him lose the ability to judge.

To buy or not to buy, that is the question!

Huang Mengbi stared at Ye Cheng, trying to find the answer from his face, but unfortunately, the expression on Ye Cheng's face never changed, and he couldn't find out any clues.

Huang Mengbi hesitated for a long time, raised his hand and called out the price: "Two hundred thousand!"

Wuxinyu shook his head, turned his gaze to Qingpingle, and smiled coldly.

Qing Pingle was unmoved and continued to bid: "Two hundred and twenty thousand!"

Huang Mengbi looked at Ye Cheng and smiled bitterly: "The price is too high, I can't afford it."

He gave up. With his wealth, of course he could continue to bid, but Ye Cheng never gave him any hints. He was unsure, fearing that the Yuchang Sword was not worth the money, so he had no choice but to give up.

In the end, the Yuchang Sword was bought by Qing Ping Le for a sky-high price of 220,000 taels of silver.

However, when Qing Pingle took the Fish Intestine Sword as if to demonstrate, his expression suddenly changed. He raised his head and stared at Sikong Qingyue, without saying a word for a long time.

"What's going on? Is the Fish Intestine Sword fake?"

"Looking at this expression, you are not being fooled, are you?"

"Haha, 220,000 yuan buys a piece of garbage. This time I feel good."

Sikong Qingyue took a step forward and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qingping, are there any differences between the properties of this fish intestine sword and what I said?"

Qing Ping Le said with a livid face: "No."

"But it's the real thing?"

"It's genuine."

"Looking at Brother Ping's expression, he seems a little dissatisfied?"

"Hmph." Qing Pingle snorted coldly, put away the fish intestine sword, threw up his sleeves and left.

Affected by Qing Ping Le, the suspicion around him became even louder.

Master Jiese sent a private message to Ye Cheng: "Shen Lan, what's going on with that fish intestine sword? Why did Qing Ping Le buy it and still look like he's been cheated?"

Ye Cheng replied: "It's great value for money. Think about it, how much would two hundred and twenty thousand taels of silver be converted into cash? It's enough for ordinary people to live for a lifetime."

"That's true, but Qing Pingle is a rich man, with a net worth of at least over ten million. Buying a weapon worth several million is nothing to him."

"Haha." Ye Cheng smiled and did not continue to explain.

He is naturally aware of the drawbacks of the Fish Intestine Sword, but he can't tell anyone about it now, because it would be too easy for people to speculate about his identity.

The Fish Intestine Sword in Qing Ping Le's hand is indeed the original and authentic, and the two special effects are not fake at all. The only drawback of this sword is probably the equipment level.

This sword can only be equipped at level 60.

At this stage, the properties of the Fish Gut Sword are definitely at the level of a magical weapon. But if you can’t equip it, what’s the use? When you reach level 60, there will definitely be weapons stronger than it, but you can’t use it if you buy one at this time.

The sky-high price of weapons, who wouldn’t be depressed if they replaced them?

The League of Legends holds an on-site auction, which hides the shortcomings of the Fish Gut Sword very well, because no one can see the detailed attributes and equipment requirements above and buy it rashly. It would be strange not to be fooled.

Huang Mengbi smiled and said: "Brother Shen Lan, what are you going to buy this time?"

"Kick skills and sword skills."

"Sword skills?" Huang Mengbi's eyes lit up.

Ye Cheng touched his chin. The purpose of his coming here was actually to buy sword skills. He deliberately talked about leg skills to distract others. The incident of Lengyue Sword was a big deal. Now as long as 'sword skills' are mentioned, many people will

Think up there.

"Leng Yue's sword was born a while ago. I wonder if Brother Shen Lan has heard of it?"

Huang Mengbi stared at Ye Cheng's face, trying to find the answer on his face.

Ye Cheng asked in surprise: "Did Brother Huang get that knife?"

"Shh..."

Huang Mengbi was startled and waved his hands repeatedly: "This is not a joke."

Nowadays, rumors are spreading everywhere. As long as anyone has anything to do with Lengyue Baodao, there is a high probability that something will happen. Just think about Xia Yuxin. She has nothing to do with Lengyue Baodao. She was just working in Lichun Court and was killed.

several times.

Huang Mengbi said: "The word "sword skill" is too sensitive. Brother Shenlan, you have to be careful."

Ye Cheng smiled and nodded.

The private chat from Master Jiese came over again: "Fuck, the more I look at him, the more unpleasant I become. What did he mean just now? This attitude is really unpleasant."

Ye Cheng smiled and replied: "Haha, what he suspected is quite accurate. The Cold Moon Sword is really in my hand."

"ah?"

Master Jiese stood up and looked at Ye Cheng in astonishment.

Sikong Qingyue asked: "Master, what can I do for you?"

He and Ye Cheng were chatting privately, so others had no idea what they were talking about.

The monk responded quickly: "Amitabha, I just want to ask if your League of Legends is still short of a deputy leader or something? If so, I can do the job."

There was an uproar all around, and Sikong Qingyue also smiled and bent down: "There is no shortage of deputy gang leaders at the moment, but there are many vacancies in elite positions..."

"Forget it about the elites." Master Jiese waved his hand and sat down.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Um."

"Then...then...then do you know how much that knife can be sold for?"

The monk wanted to say, then why did you tell me, but the words felt inappropriate when he spoke.

No matter which aspect you look at, the value of the Cold Moon Sword is far greater than that of the Fish Intestine Sword. The Fish Intestinal Sword is only effective in the first blow and back blow, but the damage-retaining effect of the Cold Moon Sword can be continuously exerted.

Compare the two and make a judgment.
To be continued...