Super System Plundering the Heaven

While Ye Yu was bored out of his mind, the bidding for the Sheng Long Auction House continued.    

"Please bring out the next auction item!"    

The auctioneer stood on the display stand and extended his hand to greet them. A group of ceremonial ladies walked from behind the scenes to the display stand.    

The leading ceremonial lady held a tray in her hand. There was a red silk on top of it.    

The auctioneer was wearing a pair of pure white gloves. He reached out and pulled the red silk off the tray.    

Shua!    

A golden light flashed.    

"This is a mummy gold mask from the ancient desert civilization! It has a history of 3700 years!"    

"The gold mask weighs 1428. It weighs 57 grams. Its overall shape is simple and unadorned, and it perfectly combines the golden ratio. Its surface is engraved with complicated patterns, and it has a very rich ancient desert civilization aura. "    

After the auctioneer finished speaking, the corners of his mouth revealed a hint of a smile as he spoke with a mysterious aura. " It's rumored that this gold mask has an incantation laid down by the ancient desert civilization's worshippers. Those who obtain it will be cursed by the god of the desert! "    

Ding!    

A light sound rang out. The auctioneer said loudly, "Next, the auction starts now. The starting bid is 50 million! Each bid must be increased by at least 5 million! "    

"What a beautiful gold mask!" Wen Meng looked at the shiny golden gold mask on the display and could not help but praise.    

Ye Yu nodded when he heard this. Although this gold mask was more than three thousand years old, it was still shining with a golden light. It still emitted a noble and dignified aura, making people feel awed when they saw it.    

"What a good thing!"    

Ye Yu's eyes flashed with a bright light. Could this gold mask also be regarded as a rare treasure that could be used for the lottery?    

Seeing that Ye Yu was interested in this gold mask, Wen Meng, who was beside him, said with some worry, "Ye Yu, you won't bid for this gold mask, right?"    

"Yeah, this mask is quite interesting! Prepare to bid!"    

"But..." Wen Meng hesitated and said, "Just now, the auctioneer said that there is a curse of the God of Desert on the gold mask! Why don't we not bid! "    

Ye Yu smiled when he heard that, "There is no such thing! The auctioneer is just trying to boost the atmosphere!"    

"I bid 60 million!"    

"65 million!"    

"Seventy million!"    

Thanks to the gold mask's collection value, many guests had already started bidding.    

In a corner of the auction hall, Zhao Mingyu looked at the gold mask on the display table with a burning look in his eyes.    

"This gold mask is really not bad! Magnificent and majestic! This is what is worthy of my Zhao Family's Young Master's name!"    

Zhao Mingyu's little brother saw through his intentions and immediately said in a low voice, "Young master Zhao, this gold mask is very suitable for your identity. Aren't you going to participate in the auction?"    

Zhao Mingyu pondered for a moment and shook his head. "No, I still have to bid for the Blood Bodhi later. I won't bid for this gold mask for now!"    

As soon as Zhao Mingyu finished speaking, a cold voice sounded in the auction hall.    

"100 million!"    

Many guests turned to look in the direction of the voice, wanting to know who was bidding.    

"It's him!"    

Zhao Mingyu narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Yu with hatred and fear.    

When he saw Ye Yu, Zhao Mingyu felt his short legs hurt again.    

"Damn it! He's just a boor!"    

Zhao Mingyu secretly despised Ye Yu in his heart, "Didn't you want to bid for the gold mask? Humph! I won't let you get what you want!"    

" I bid 110 million! "    

Zhao Mingyu's voice rang out in the hall.    

On the stage, the auctioneer's eyes flashed with a smile. Only when there was competition could the bid be sold at a good price!    

"Alright! This young master has bid 110 million. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"    

Ye Yu saw that it was Zhao Mingyu who was bidding, so he smiled and said, "young master Zhao, you are not going to the hospital to treat your legs, and you are still participating in the bidding. Aren't you afraid of amputation?"    

Zhao Mingyu's neck shrunk. His face turned slightly pale, and his eyes revealed fear. "Ye Yu, I am bidding normally. You can't do it!"    

After saying that, Zhao Mingyu seemed to feel that his performance was a bit cowardly, so he coughed dryly and said.    

"Cough cough! Ye Yu! Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are strong! I'm going to snatch this gold mask for sure!"