However, Abel actually broke into the flame formation in a small coin in an instant, and it seemed very easy, just this, Boaz knew he couldn't do it.
Porma seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Boaz's expression, so he whispered in Boaz's ear, "Master Gold, what's the matter with you?"
"This kid is very skilled, we underestimate him…"
Boaz's eyes were slightly condensed, and his face was very solemn.
"What?" Porma's pupils suddenly enlarged, looking at Abel in disbelief.
For such a young person to be able to be said by Boaz, it can be seen that his strength is indeed extraordinary.
"Then what should we do?" Porma asked.
"You can't let him watch the gossip plate, find a way to get rid of things quickly, and then leave here…"
Boaz said cautiously.
"Okay!" Porma nodded.
At this time, Abel ignored everyone's ridicule, but picked up the coin and gently rubbed it twice in his hand. After the flame went out, he put the coin in his pocket again.
"Master Gold, bring the gossip plate, and I'll show you if it's a piece of rotten wood…"
Abel looked at Boaz and smiled slightly.
But who knew that Boaz picked up the gossip pan and said: "This is the end of today's matter. As for whether this gossip pan is a magic weapon or rotten wood, I don't want to argue, you all know that magic tools have a lifespan, and the array has not been activated once. I don't want to waste the energy in the gossip plate for some pointless arguments!"
"And if it is messed with by some people who don't understand, if it is damaged, or it is burned by fire, it will be a loss to everyone. After all, this kind of high-level magic weapon is not common, so what kind of bet is there? I don't want to ask, things are here, believe it or not, it's up to you to decide!"
Boaz said, he even put the gossip plate back, and he didn't even let anyone take a look.
This time, everyone was a little surprised. Just now, Master Gold was still aggressive. Why was he suddenly not allowed to see it?
Could it be true what Abel said, this gossip plate is just a piece of rotten wood?
"Master Gold is right. The energy of this magic weapon is not inexhaustible. If it is damaged by some people who don't understand it, it will be troublesome. Anyway, this gossip plate will be decided by my Auran family…"
Xaviertian said.
When Xaviertian said this, everyone also responded, but the mood was not so high, and they were afraid of spending a lot of money to buy a fake.
"Everyone, this little friend just said something right, that is, anything, before it is injected into the magic circle, is an ordinary thing. If there is no gossip circle in this gossip plate, it is just a piece of rotten wood. Now this gossip plate is just a piece of rotten wood. There are gossip formations in it, and I will also inject some Solita Shiriza formations into it to ensure that those who have been bathed in this formation all year round will live longer, and it will also improve family luck…"
Boaz saw that everyone's mood was not very high, so he said again.
This time, everyone's breathing suddenly became rapid, and their eyes were all red. Even if it was a piece of rotten wood, Boaz said that he would inject a Solita Shiriza array into it. This is also a priceless treasure.
Seeing everyone's re-excited expressions, Porma and Boaz looked at each other, feeling extremely proud in their hearts.
"Boss Porma, this thing is yours, hurry up and make a reserve price!"
Xaviertian asked impatiently.
Seeing Xaviertian's impatient look, Abel, who had wanted to argue with Boaz for a few words, closed his mouth with a sneer on his face. Since all these people wanted to be deceived, why should he care about it.
"Okay, since everyone has seen the power of this gossip plate, and Master Gold just said so, then I will say a reserve price, the minimum starting price is 100 million, and the minimum price is 10 million each time, and the higher price will be… "
Porma stretched out a finger and said.
To be continued....
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