"How long will the auction be held?"


    Under the urging of the medicine, long Bufan''s voice became thicker. It sounded more like the vocal cords of a middle-aged man. In addition, long Bufan himself was tall and strong, so he couldn''t see that he was a teenager.


    "There are five hours left, that is, from two o''clock in the afternoon." the waitress looked at the mysterious dragon extraordinary curiously and asked again with a smile, "Dear guest, do you want to auction or sell items?"


    "Sell items, and then book the afternoon auction." long Bufan said indifferently.


    "OK, this way, please." the waitress nodded, then walked out of the counter and led the way in front.


    Leisurely followed behind, but long Bufan''s eyes were a little dishonest. Staring at the round arms of the waitress, he couldn''t help but exclaim: "well, it''s good, big ass, easy to bear."


    Then, under the guidance of the waitress, long Bufan walked into the second room in the corridor.


    When I looked up, there was a plaque hanging on the door of the house, printed with three local gold fonts of "treasure room".


    The so-called treasure appraisal is to identify whether the items auctioned by the guests are genuine, how much reserve price can be offered at the treasure level, and how much profit can be drawn from it.


    Push the door and enter. There are not many furnishings in the house. It seems a little empty. Long Bufan only sees a middle-aged man with short hair sitting on a chair by the table and studying a rare metal ore.


    He is a treasure appraiser in this auction store. His eyes are fierce. He can recognize the authenticity of anything fake at a glance.


    Hearing the sound of pushing the door, the middle-aged man put down his work. Immediately, under the introduction of the waitress, he looked at the Dragon extraordinary wrapped in black robes, but he was not slighted. Most of the people who could enter the member auction house were influential figures with backgrounds.


    However, he did not understand why the man was so mysterious.


    "Guest, what do you want to sell?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.


    Long Bufan is not nonsense. With a wave of his palm, the palm suddenly blooms a strange purple brilliance.


    This is a heaven level Lingbao, purple flame blade plate, robbed by long Bufan from the disciples of Yin Yang sect in the secret territory.


    The dragon''s extraordinary spiritual sense is inching. Under the urging of its yuan force, the purple flame blade in the palm rotates wildly. A circle of purple flame emits extremely fierce and powerful vitality fluctuations around it with the faster and faster rotation speed.


    "This is a celestial spirit weapon!"


    The middle-aged man''s eyes suddenly expanded for a few minutes, his face changed greatly, and he cried out in surprise. His eyes were full of shock.


    Under the guidance of the dragon''s extraordinary spirit, the purple flame blade plate suspended from the palm and slowly floated in front of the middle-aged man.


    The middle-aged man took it carefully and identified it carefully according to the excitement in his heart. After a long time, he was surprised to raise his head, looked at the extraordinary dragon in front of him, and said strangely: "this is the purple flame blade plate!"


    "Yes, I have an eye."


    Long Bufan smiled and nodded. Although the purple flame blade plate was only as big as a palm of a hand, it was enough to cause a sensation for the treasure appraiser when he was wounded by his own colorful fire phoenix gun when fighting in the secret territory.


    After all, the heavenly level spirit weapon is second only to the holy level. It is also Fengmao water chestnut in the Tibetan arsenal of the sanpinzong gate. Therefore, few martial artists are willing to auction this valuable thing, which shows its value.


    However, in the eyes of the dragon, this priceless heaven level Lingbao is just a chicken rib. It''s a pity to abandon it.