753 What the hell do you want to do?

"Childe, it's Mo Lingxuan." The people around Su Yiran said in a deep voice.

He came to join in the fun, and raised the price to 300,000 at once!

"Of course he is in a hurry, if this thing falls into the hands of the Su family, it will be another blow to the Mo family, asking for 400,000 yuan." Su Yiran spoke gloomily.

Mo Lingxuan, he wants to see who can win whom!

The Su family lost a lot of money, but they could still afford to buy a copy of the Poison Sutra.

"Four hundred thousand!" As soon as Su Yiran's words fell, the people around him immediately asked for a price!

Four hundred thousand!

Fuck ......

The people below the third floor heard this movement and sat back silently.

Forget it, the competition between the two families of drugs and drugs is like fighting in the ring, losing a game, and losing a lot of things.

They're not going to join in the fun.

"Five hundred thousand." Mo Lingxuan didn't blink his eyelids.

He knows this holy poison scripture, the Su family has been looking for it for a long time, damn!

Who would have thought that the First Chamber of Commerce would not only find it, but also put it up for auction!

Isn't this the purpose of letting the two families fight, and then they will reap the benefits of the fisherman!

Once the two compete for each other, they will raise the price of each other, and they don't want the other party to get it, and the accumulated money will definitely not be a small amount!

"Young Master Lei Chang really knows how to do business." Gong Jue looked at the competition between the two families and no one admitted defeat, and sighed from his heart.

The price of hundreds of thousands of Holy Poison Sutras has now been mentioned as one million taels.

It is not expensive to buy the Holy Poison Sutra alone, but now that the two are competing, it will be different.

"No, the First Chamber of Commerce is not going to drink the northwest wind." Taking out the Holy Poison Sutra, he naturally thought about it now.

"One and a half million!"

"One million six million!"

"One million seven million!"

"One million eight million!"

……

Hearing that the two families were desperately raising the price, even the people on the fourth floor sat back silently.

This kind of thing, they can't mix.

It's crazy though!

The competition between the two families of drugs and drugs is really crazy.

In an inconspicuous room on the fourth floor, a slender figure stood proudly by the window, frowning at the two bidders.

"Third uncle, do you also want the Holy Poison Sutra?" The two families of medicine and poison have already quarreled, and their Xiao family will not interfere too.

"Shut up." Xiao Huan scolded.

Xiao Qingmu pursed his lips, closed his mouth, and fell asleep on the chair.

The auction is the most boring, just buy something, as for it?

Xiao Huan looked in the direction of the fifth floor, and the worry on his face never stretched from the moment he entered the auction.

The future Nine Princesses.

Feng Jinghong, what do you want to do?

"Two million three thousand taels!"

Su Yiran raised the price again, and he didn't blink his eyes.

The people below the third floor all whispered and screamed, it was just too ruthless, too shocking!

Just now they were all 110,000, and now they have become 100,000, 200,200,000!

What's even more damning!

When other things are called at this price, they can still call them, what is this now?

It was completely a war between the Su family and the Mo family, and the two families were like a competition.

"Two and a half million taels!" Mo Lingxuan didn't frown.

He wants to see who can outweigh whom!

"Childe!" The people around Su Yiran were anxious.

Mo Lingxuan is still calling, and now he has called two and a half million!

"Plus! Million! Su Yiran also broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

No matter what, you can't let the Mo family take away the Holy Poison Sutra!

They've already lost once and can't afford to lose a second time!

"Three million taels!"

Million!?