Chapter 1255: God-level Tyrant (2)
The people in the other boxes were shocked, and the price had just risen slowly to 800,000 yuan, why did it suddenly come to 1.5 million?
Someone guessed that it might be Mo Jiuxiao who shouted the price, so they envied in their hearts: It's really rich, it's really a fat sheep!
"What a big stroke!" Wen Yirou, who had been sitting in the back, was inevitably a little surprised when she saw this scene. It's also too ...... It's too loser, isn't it, how can there be such an auction?
Wen Fuquan looked at this scene quietly and asked Wen Yirou: "Why, do you think they spend money without moderation?"
"Isn't it?" Wen Yirou pinched her handkerchief, "Such a person reminds her daughter of the courage of the Tianmen Sect when she bought the Transformation Grass, and finally directly increased the price by one million, which is really generous." ”
Mo Jiuxiao: Hehe, unfortunately, it's me.
Wen Fuquan shook his head: "If you knew how much property they had, you wouldn't think so. If his father's guess is correct, all the plants left by Jinhao Immortal Venerable are in the hands of these two people. That wealth, not to add spiritual ore or anything, is worth two-thirds of the Wen family. ”
"Shhhhh......h
Wen Fuquan smiled: "Otherwise, why does Rou'er think that those people outside have to arrest these two, it must be to prevent them from growing up?" Wrong, you must know that even if all of them divide the property of Mo Jiuxiao and Luo An'an equally, it will be enough for their respective sects to live for several years." The risk of such a trip is less than entering the secret realm, but the harvest is more than in the secret realm. ”
Wen Yi nodded softly: "I see, no wonder even the people of Zen Buddhism are here." ”
"Where is the conduct of the sect in front of this kind of thing?" Wen Fuquan smiled with some disdain: "But it's just revealing its true nature." ”
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Luo Anan looked at the shovel officer and shouted one and a half million after the price seemed to stagnate for a while. But someone was unwilling to open his mouth: 1.6 million.
"One million seven million. Uncle Mo opened his mouth unhurriedly, and took a strawberry fed by the fox by the way.
As for the wind and snow, he was eating dog food-flavored strawberries alone with grief and anger, and the negativity in his heart had grown greatly at the moment. Whoa, why am I not rich. Why do I have a girlfriend?Why do I have to watch this scene~
After 1.7 million, no one spoke again, so Luo An'an successfully obtained this large blood ginseng.
In the auction of several items that followed, everyone found a pattern. But no matter how high the price of the things Mo Jiuxiao values, he has to take them! This makes many people who have nothing to do with the treasure secretly hate and have bad thoughts at the same time, and they all think that it is good to pit Mo Jiuxiao.
"The next item, the Soft Smoke Luo Ling Cloth, has great defensive power, and can block the three blows of the Merge Stage Monk. An Baobao obediently read out the auction book, and then threw the auction book aside: "It's useless, don't." ”
Uncle Mo smiled extremely darkly: "Luo Luo, take a picture." ”
"Why?" Luo An'an was puzzled, "We have the divine consciousness left by the master, where do we still need this?"
"Just make a price, the price is too high to give up. Mo Jiuxiao took a sip of tea, but there was coldness in his eyes.
An Baobao understood the meaning of the shovel officer in seconds: "Got it." ”
The starting price of this spirit cloth was 500,000 spirit stones, and Luo An An opened his mouth and came: "One million spirit stones!"
The others have long been numb to the trenches of these two people, and now their minds are full of price increases, trapping them to death!