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Wen Shang didn't know what he was talking about, and neither did he know. He was experiencing what it meant to ride a tiger but be unable to back down. He was experiencing what it meant to be a gentleman and a woman was hard to deal with.

"Heir Ling Yun offered two hundred ten thousand Spirit Stones. Is there a higher price?" If not, this Pure Spirit Root would belong to Heir Ling Yun. " Lin Shi Ya knitted his brows as he felt the change in the atmosphere. He then spoke to break the deadlock.

Wen Shang let out a light breath and swept his cold gaze across the Sky No. 5 Room. A cold killing intent flashed across his eyes.

Qin Yinyue, you stinking woman. When you fall into my hands, I will make you beg for death every day.

Let you be like a slut under me at night, feeling what it means to want to die.

"Two hundred twenty thousand spiritual stones!" Wen Shang took a deep breath, and his indifferent voice sounded.

It was impossible for him to give up on the Pure Spirit Root!

"Ha ha!" "Since you, Wen Shang, want to play, I will play with you for a bit. In any case, I have a lot of Spirit Stones, so I might as well just throw them in the cesspool."

"These two men are on tenterhooks!" This thought appeared in the minds of the people in the hall and in the other rooms at the same time. They watched the battle between the two with great interest.

As far as they were concerned, these two grandfathers were currently competing against each other. What Pure Spirit Root? These chicken ribs medicinal materials had long since been abandoned on the side.

Wen Shang was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood. He regretted not giving Jun Yue a stab to the royal family half a month ago, so that he wouldn't be able to keep jumping around in front of his own eyes.

"Humph!" Wen Shang snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Two hundred and fifty thousand spiritual stones!"

"Three hundred thousand!" Ling Yun's gentle voice continued to sound.

Wen Shang raised his eyebrows. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his anger was ignited. He originally wanted to increase the price by 30,000 Spirit Stones to make Lingyun give up. He did not expect Lingyun to compete with him, and increase the price by 50,000.

Even so, he refused to give up. He pretended to be indifferent and his lazy voice sounded slowly.

"Since Your Highness wants to play, then I will accompany you to the end. I definitely won't lower Your Highness' interest." Three hundred and fifty thousand spiritual stones! "

"Four hundred thousand!" Lingyun's voice did not have the slightest bit of hesitation, and he continued to bid. Just as he finished speaking, it immediately sounded, as if he was determined to win, making people think that he would not give up.

Lin Shiya, who was sitting at the auction table, nearly bit off her tongue, opening her seductive, rosy little mouth.

Just a moment ago, they had thought that the auction of the Pure Spirit Root had turned into a hot topic. To be more accurate, it was the trigger for these two grandmasters.

This surprise came too fast!

In room one, Ling Ao's eyebrows furrowed together as he looked at the room that Ling Yun was in, and revealed a puzzled expression, "This guy, what the hell is he doing now? Could it be that he really wants to obtain the Pure Spirit Root? "

Ye Xiao frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with a conclusion!

"Four hundred and fifty thousand!" Wen Shang called out.

"Five hundred thousand!" Lingyun said with a playful look in his eyes. He picked up a spirit fruit and began to eat it. He squinted his eyes and looked at Wen Shang's room, revealing a sneer.

This time, if he did not infuriate this fellow who almost died half a month ago, and did not let him pay a huge price, he would definitely not let this matter rest!