Chapter 232: A Billion Sky-High Price!
"Hmph, idiot. As a fellow warrior, as long as you give up your original class and spend a small amount of money, you can choose another class branch. The Son of Heaven snorted.
"It turned out to be doing things with money, and it was really courageous. Then with the strength of your dignified Yun family, it must be easy to take away this fairy sword? ”
"110 million!" The Son of Heaven did not entangle with him anymore, and with a cold face, he once raised the sky-high price of 100 million to another frightening height. When it comes to bickering, he will never bury God's opponent. And his sister often talked to him about a sentence - the long to avoid the enemy, the short to attack the enemy.
"Heh, 130 million!"
“…… 150 million! The Son of Heaven shouted through gritted teeth.
"One hundred and seventy million!"
“…… 180 million!"
"Two hundred million! Hehe, Yun Sihai, look at your expression...... Your dignified Yun family won't feel pain even if you take out such a little money, right? The funeral god looked calm, as if the word "200 million" was just an ordinary and random number. The language is even more disdainful and sarcastic.
"What a lonely city...... 250 million!! ”
Thump...... Those who didn't faint in Tianchen Square also fainted this time.
"Three hundred million!!"
Bang, the one who had just stood up fell down again.
Crazy, all crazy!
The host on the stage, September's eyes narrowed into a crescent-like slit with a smile, before this, Liu Qiyue had told her that this fairy sword would definitely hit hundreds of millions. Although she has always trusted Liu Qiyue very much, she still has a little doubt in her heart...... And now, the price is more than hundreds of millions.
Only the two people who asked for the price were the Burial God and the Son of Heaven, and there was no third person to intervene. Obviously, the focus of this bidding triggered by the Sword of the Fairy is no longer the Sword of the Fairy...... What they are fighting for is no longer the sword of the fairy, but another-for-tat confrontation between these two opponents.
The immediate consequences of this stalemate are...... Whoever stops shouting first is the loser.
"Three hundred and thirty million!"
"Three hundred and fifty million!"
"370 million ......"
"Four hundred and twenty million!"
“……”
"Alas, with so much money, it's not good to do anything." Zuo Pojun shook his head secretly. He didn't have much concept of money, because he never lacked money since he was a child. But in the face of hundreds of millions of figures, even those who have no concept should know how exaggerated this is an astronomical number.
"500 million Chinese coins...... Oh! It can make hundreds of thousands of poor children return to the warm campus, can make a city filled with garbage into a green paradise, and can make the ten most ** Chinese residents willing to take risks, even if they lose their lives...... Oh, in the world, why should there be such a thing as money. I've never had a penny on me, never. I can no longer find a person who is not as tainted by money as I am. Murong Qiushui sighed.
Zuo Pojun: The mentally ill phrase "......" is finally a little more true.
"510 million...... Yun Sihai, you still don't want to fight with me, I am going to decide this fairy artifact today, even if it is you, you are not qualified to snatch it from me! The Funeral God said with a sneer. And his words cut off the back path of the Son of Heaven.
"Idiot, my Yun family stands under Jinghua, how can the strength of my Yun family be comparable to you, a barbarian in the south! 550 million!! The Son of Heaven was on fire and fought back. Once the fight between the two began, it would be difficult to end, because neither of them would want to be in front of so many people...... Especially in the auction that belongs to Liu Qiyue and is bound to be concerned by her, she is suppressed by the other party. Yan is more important to them than anything else.
"Six hundred million gold coins! Yun Sihai, do you still dare to follow? If you don't dare, just go home obediently, I still want to take this fairy artifact back early, wasting time is really too luxurious. "The funeral god is still as plain as ever, compared to the ever-changing face of the son of heaven, he presents a calm and calm.
"Seven hundred million!"
The numbers in billions one after another almost stopped the heartbeats of those normal players. What do you mean by being rich? They've seen it all today.
"What a fight! Then I'm out ...... Eight hundred million, hehe, that's a pretty good number. ”
The Son of Heaven gritted his teeth again, he was just about to shout the price, when suddenly there was a slight movement in his ears, and a girl's voice came...... It was from his sister's voice.
With a short sentence, the Son of Heaven's whole body shook suddenly, and suddenly he woke up completely as if he had been poured a plate of cold water, accompanied by a cold sweat after suddenly waking up...... His sister's words made him know that he had almost fallen into the trap of the burial god.
The battle between impulsiveness and ambition is indeed a terrible devil.
He gritted his teeth, quickly picked up the intercom, and said in a voice that was low enough to be heard, "Right now...... Transfer 1 billion gold coins to my card! Right away!! ”
Putting down the intercom, he shouted coldly: "Nine hundred million!! ”
shouted out the price of (9) billion, and let people turn another billion, is it ...... He was ready to spend more than a billion sky-high prices...... Just for a fairy artifact!?
Completely insane!!
The funeral god also picked up the intercom and said indifferently: "Go, draw a billion gold coins on my card...... Twenty seconds of your time. ”
The intercom was put down, he smiled lightly, and slowly shouted out another level of price: "Billion!" ”
The astronomical auction of one billion shook the hearts of countless players at this moment.
"Do you dare to follow??" The funeral god's smile is still the same, as light as a breeze...... It seems that the price of one billion is still a simple number for him.
"No, of course not."
In the mouth of the son of heaven, he said an answer that surprised the players in the audience.
The Son of Heaven changed his previous gloomy and uncertain expression, smiled, and even clapped his hands with "pop", "snap", "snap", "snap": "The fairy weapon is indeed precious, but if the billion-dollar price is used to develop the development of his subordinate forces, the harvest will be far better than a fairy weapon that will not last long at all." Since you love your friend so much, and insist on taking this fairy sword, how can my son of heaven win love. Burial God, this fairy sword that you shot with a billion dollars will be yours...... Dugujia, sure enough, is wealthy, admire and admire, hahahaha......"
After speaking, under the feeling of the god of burial, who suddenly became stiff, looked at the ~book~ and came]ωO feeling, he laughed, turned to leave, and never looked back again.
The change in the situation made the players present froze for a moment, and then immediately reacted.
“…… Now Mr. 'Burial God' has bid a billion for this Purple Brake Sword...... A billion gold coins, is there any friend who is willing to pay a higher price? ”
Higher prices? What a joke!! This is not ten gold coins, not 100,000 gold coins, but an astronomical amount of one billion!! No matter how much everyone wants to get this fairy sword...... But TM only mentally ill will not hesitate to pay a billion to buy it.
As an assassin profession, even if this fairy sword is in his hands, it can't be used for himself at all, and there is no need to spend such a price...... Therefore, many people knew from the beginning that the burial god was provoking the Son of Heaven, and then quickly raised the price, and finally suddenly withdrew when he was approaching the bottom line of the Son of Heaven, so that he could take this worthless fairy sword at an incomparably huge price......
But, unexpectedly, at the last moment, it was not the burial god who suddenly let go, but the son of heaven...... In other words, the Burial God hadn't had time to let go at all, because the order issued by the Son of Heaven to allocate one billion gold coins before made people take it for granted that his bottom line was at least one billion ...... But unexpectedly, it turned out to be just a smoke bomb for the Son of Heaven to confuse the burial god.
In this confrontation, it seems that the burial god wins, because he won the last fairy sword...... But anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is actually a great victory for the son of heaven. However, the final winner, and the biggest winner, was the July Chamber of Commerce.
The auction of one billion yuan will inevitably leave a heavy mark in the history of the Chamber of Commerce that has lost the mainland.
"A billion gold coins for the first time!"
"A billion gold coins for the second time!"
"A billion gold coins for the third time!"
"Dang!" As soon as the final word was made, September shouted loudly: "Congratulations to Mr. Burial God, this Purple Brake Sword already belongs to you...... Thank you for your support of our July Chamber of Commerce. ”
The moment the golden hammer fell, the deal was done. The Sword of the Purple Brake teleported to the Funeral God's backpack...... The billion gold coins he buried were transferred to the account of the July Chamber of Commerce.
Holding the purple sword in his hand, the funeral god smiled, but it was a bitter smile. He originally wanted to be ruthless to the son of the cloudy sky, and the expression of the son of heaven and the cold sweat on his head clearly showed that he had been completely aroused...... With his knowledge of the Son of Heaven, he would have spared it all his might. But the truth was much more than he expected, and the Son of Heaven suddenly withdrew......
This is not at all like the style of the son of heaven who is very impulsive and impulsive.
However, since the matter has been cast, let it be easy. The funeral god quickly adjusted his mentality. One billion gold coins is a great loss for anyone. He took out the Purple Brake Sword in front of countless people, and then directly traded it to the Divine Domain Falling Star who was sitting on his right: "Falling Star, this first fairy sword in Huaxia Country, and it is also the strongest weapon deservedly, it belongs to you...... I hope that you can become my Divine Domain Alliance, no, it should be the strongest sword warrior in all of China!! ”
Countless envious eyes focused on the body of the Falling Star of the Divine Domain. The sky-high price of one billion, the incomparable strongest fairy sword...... The purple sword body flashed with the eyes of the falling stars of the Divine Domain, and his expression was still the same, but the hands that took the sword of the purple brake were already trembling violently. He took it, then nodded heavily, and said in front of everyone: "The young master is so loving, if the falling star of my Divine Domain is like this, he can't become the strongest warrior, and he won't have the face to stay by the young master's side." ”
The funeral god directly decided the ownership of the Purple Brake Sword in front of all the people present, as well as the countless players who were paying attention to it outside the field, which was a gift and a spur. Under that scene and the sudden powerful touch, anyone will be enthusiastic and make a decisive vow. It is amazing that it is worthy of the funeral god, even if it has just been reversed by someone, causing a huge loss of one billion, but it can be adjusted so quickly and take advantage of the situation to make a decision with a very high effect...... He is worthy of being the son of God in the south.
(Well, the reminder of the "Xie xx" classmate in the book review area, I flipped back and found that the real identity of the funeral god and the son of heaven was indeed messed up in front, uh, people are old and that's it.) First thank you Xie XX, and then make sure seriously: The Son of Heaven belongs to the Northern Yun family - that's right, it is the one who made Zhao Tianhua bankrupt, named Yun Sihai. The burial god belongs to the Dugu family in the south and is called Dugu City. )