Chapter 663: The richest man in the emperor

The 666th chapter of the richest man

Ning Qi has been observing, in which the elder of Shenlong Houfu seems to be not very interested in the blood-stained grass, the price has been not too slow, Ning Qi suspected that he should not have much confidence, after all, the family Zongmenbi Get up, the foundation of Shenlong Houfu, a little worse!

Yuwen is empty, Chu Feng, and called the most intense.

Zhu Gehui, Bai Xiaolingyi and Ding Yuanjie have never bid.

Mu Juner occasionally adds a hundred and a hundred fine spirits, and does not add more.

Flower night rain, like Zhuge Hui, they have no bids.

In addition to the human race, a few dragons and monsters will occasionally call a price, less than the effort of tea, the price of three thousand years of blood-stained grass, has been pushed to 80,000 yuan in the spirit of crystal! Most of the credits are attributed to the expansion of Qingfeng. He is proud of the people at this moment. For this three-thousand-year-old blood-stained grass, the spiritual crystal he brought this time will definitely scare everyone. !

"You shouldn't argue with Laozi, and you can't fight for it. So the price is too slow. It's better than this, 500,000 yuan in the spirit."

Tuo Qingfeng laughed and said.

500,000 Chinese goods Lingjing?

This is equivalent to the price of a class of buckets in the sky, far more than the market price of three thousand years of sulphur grass!

"Extremely, why did Qingfeng come from so many Lingjing?"

Yu Wen’s face is a bit ugly.

"It’s unlucky. When I meet this madman, it seems that I can only wait for the next opportunity."

Chu Feng gritted his teeth.

Tuoba Qingfeng has already smashed the price, and the Zhongpin Lingjing they brought is far less than 500,000! In other words, they have been eliminated.

The two people who have been eliminated are Yuwen and Houming, Shenlong Houfu, Fang Chun, and Mu Juner. The ninety-nine people who came to Tianhuifang were eliminated, even with some monsters and dragons. The same is true, but the dragons are better. The Lingjing they own is scary and can be called several more rounds.

"Hey, this time the blood-stained grass, I can't shoot it."

The prisoner's snake smiled and shook his head, and then turned his gaze to the top of the Qingfeng. It happened that Tuofeng also looked at him, his eyes filled with triumphant colors.

"Let you be more proud of it!"

The puppet snake sneered in the heart.

"mother?"

The flower was innocent and shocked. He didn’t know what to expect from the flower night rain. He didn’t know that he usually only sold 20,000 thousand sulphuric grasses. This time he would be called 500,000. Is it true? He wants to miss this opportunity?

"Damn!"

The flower has no fists and clenched fists. There is no succulent grass for three thousand years. His cloud of the Eucharist wants to cultivate successfully, and he still has a detour!

"Do not worry."

The flower night rain has a hint of confidence.

When the flowers were innocent, the heart suddenly settled a few minutes.

"Ding Ding, it seems that this time, we can't take this blood-stained grass."

Zhuge Hui and Bai Xiaoling Yi Qiqi Zhao Ding Yuanjie.

"Nothing, the auction is not over yet."

Ding Yuanjie smiled confidently. When the two women saw it, they were slightly surprised. Didn’t Ding Big Brother have a back hand?

According to their knowledge, the three-person spirits that can be taken out by the three people can not exceed 250,000!

"This little brother is bidding for 500,000 yuan, and is there any higher?"

In the eyes of Long Tian, ​​there was a hint of surprise color. The arrangement of the arrangement was not done yet. There was a stupid thing to help him raise the price.

"Fifty thousand, huh, huh."

"That haha."

The faces of everyone were disdainful, laughing and not talking.

However, they were rushing in their hearts, and they were prepared to come to Tian Yaofang, but they encountered the expansion of Qingfeng, which did not follow the routine, so that their preparations would be lost.

“Is the Tuoba family so rich? It seems that I would like to suggest the Wild Dragons, so that they can increase the tribute share of the Tuoba family by one liter.”

A few dragons were dissatisfied and looked at Tuofeng, and they thought of it.

"Fifty thousand yuan in the middle of the spirit."

Ding Yuanjie raised his hand slightly, a touch of the road.

"Ding Big Brother!"

Zhuge Hui two women were shocked.

"rest assured."

Ding Yuanjie smiled at them, and the two women saw it. My heart already understood that Ding Yuanjie’s middle-aged Lingjing was only far from what they had imagined.

"Ding Yuanjie! Do you dare to be against me?"

The extension of Qingfeng's self-sufficiency instantly dissipated, and looked at Ding Yuanjie with anger.

"At the auction, everyone is equal."

Ding Yuanjie smiled.

"Good! I am out of 550,000!"

Tuoba Qingfeng sneered: "See how you follow! I will accompany you!"

"Six hundred thousand."

Ding Yuanjie faintly said.

"you!"

Tuo Qingfeng’s face changed slightly, and Ding Yuanjie’s ambiguity made him feel a threat. Although he prepared 700,000 yuan of Jingpin Lingjing this time, 90% of them were secretly from the extension home. Brought out, I intended to play the first play, and then make up later, but now it seems that his 700,000 yuan in the spirit of the crystal, it seems not safe enough.

"You don't have to argue. This three-thousand-year-old blood-stained grass, we have black-water dragons."

An old man slowly stood up and dismissed Ding Yuanjie and Tuo Qingfeng. Afterwards, Chao Longtian said: "800,000 Zhongpin Lingjing!"

Eight hundred thousand……

"hiss……"

Everyone sucked a cold breath.

Black Water Dragon?

When Ning Qi heard these four words, he looked down at the old man subconsciously. Sure enough, the smell on his body was very similar to that of Blackwater Poetry!

"His grandmother..."

Tuo Qingfeng stayed in the seat.

"This……"

Ding Yuanjie’s face also showed the expression of ‘miscalculation’.

"800,000! Hahaha, it’s a black dragon, good, then..."

Long Tian laughed and planned to make a direct transaction. In his opinion, a three-thousand-year-old sulphur grass sold this price, which is already in the sky. This price is more than the time when the blood-stained grass was the most scarce. Be expensive! For those present, it is impossible for someone to bid higher than the Black Dragon.

"one million."

The flower night rain stood up: "One million Chinese spirits."

One million Chinese spirits?

"Insane, this group of people is crazy, a 3,000-year-old sulphur grass in the district, selling a price higher than the 6,000-year-old sulphur grass!"

Chu Feng ridiculed the sneer.

"Who is that woman?"

"It seems to be the leader of the five poison gods..." Mu Juner said.

"Five poison gods!"

Mu Bai brows slightly wrinkled.

"A second-rate sect of the district, even took out a million Chinese spirits? How is this possible!"

Yu Wenkong’s face showed a color of thought.

"Great, this blood grass is mys!"

The flower is innocent and ecstatic, not thinking about why the flower night rain suddenly has such a huge number of Chinese products.

"Hah, I can't get the green front, and you can't get the black water dragon, Ding Yuanjie."

Tuoba Qingfeng’s face showed a smile of gloating, big voice.

The elders of the Blackwater Dragons were a little gloomy.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, there was a voice coming from the rain and the night.

"One hundred and fifty thousand yuan in the middle of the spirit."

Who is asking the price again!

Everyone in the same place heard the sounds of the dynasty, only to see a small fighting emperor is raising his hand, this person is not someone else, it is Ning Qi.

The look of the night rain is very gloomy.

There is no undisguised killing in the eyes of the flower.

Yu Wenkong and others are very curious.

Tuo Qingfeng was somewhat shocked.

"It's him!"

Long Yin, who has been languid on the high platform, saw Ning Qi, as if he had beaten chicken blood, his eyes were like a sword, and he was deeply stabbed to Ning Qi. His eyes were the endless hatred of that sky!

"Impossible, you are a fighting emperor, how can there be so many middle-class spirits, you are in trouble!"

Tuoba Qingfeng subconsciously shouted.

Ning Qi looked at him disdainfully and said: "Because, I am the richest man in the Emperor. If you have no money, don't lie in front of me."

Hey, the extension of Qingfeng heard the words, almost a spurt of old blood.