"Six million eight million!"

Prices are still skyrocketing!

"Seven million two million!"

In the crowd on the first floor, a figure suddenly stood up, and his hoarse voice was strong and powerful!

In an instant, there was silence in a radius of more than ten zhang centered on that person!

Everyone stared at him dumbfounded, the words echoing in their heads.

Seven two hundred and twenty thousand!

Seven two hundred and twenty thousand!

Seven two hundred and twenty thousand!

Oh my God! Oh, my God!

When the numbers came into their ears, Su Lianyun and Su Lianzhan, who were still in fierce competition, were stunned.

This price......

It's scary, isn't it?

Seven two hundred and twenty thousand!

Is there anyone else bidding? At this time, who else dares?

Everyone looked at the figure who stood up and secretly sighed.

Unexpectedly, the rich people in the audience actually sat on the first floor, this is the dark horse that suddenly came out!

"Miss Sanssouci, are you still calling?" It's all like this, are you still bidding?

Luo Wuwu landed a heavy fist on the window and snorted heavily.

It's all like this, what else is there to call it!

She turned and walked back and sat down on the big chair, her face gloomy.

In the direction where the Su family was, the entourage hesitated and shouted, "Yiran Gongzi." ”

"Forget it!" What is it called!

Seven two hundred and twenty thousand!

This is a lot of money for the current Su family.

Who let this competition not win, if it wins, it would be fine, but unfortunately it is lost!

"Lord Wang!"

The people on both sides of Su Lianyun and Shu Lianzhan spoke at the same time, and the money they brought was not enough.

"Forget it." Su Lianzhan replied calmly.

If people have money, forget it.

"Damn!" He's just lost seven million, and now he's adding more, that's definitely bad news.

……

There were low spells and unwilling voices all around, but there was nothing to be done.

Concubine Rao came back to her senses, looked around, saw that no one was bidding, and picked up the hammer.

"Seven million two hundred thousand taels of gold! Deal! ”

She found that her tone was shaken with startle.

"Smack!" A hammer down!

Thirty three-pin pills, sold!

Who will be the person asking for the price?

Xuan Dian saw the price, excited, and looked at Luo Tianfeng.

"Miss, seven million two hundred thousand!" Sky-high prices!

Luo Tianfeng glanced at him and said lightly: "That has nothing to do with Miss Ben." ”

What was he excited about?

He is now Luo Qingfeng, not a ghost.

Xuan was stunned for a moment, and responded: "Yes." ”

He was so excited that he almost forgot!

Luo Tianfeng looked downstairs, his eyes showing a little doubt.

Who is this person?

Seven million two hundred and twenty thousand.

Although she was very happy, she also knew that the price was because of the competition between Su Lianyun and Shu Lianzhan.

But this person, the price is 7.2 million!

"Don't bother with him just yet." Feng Jinghong said in a low voice, for now, there is no need to pay attention to this person.

Luo Qianfeng looked at him, a smile in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to him.

"Let's go, sick and weak Nine Princes." Since they don't need to pay attention to it for the time being, they should go back.

Feng Jinghong looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, reached out to hold her, and then pulled her into his arms with a little force. The two turned and walked to the wall next to the window.

"Well, sick?" He trapped her against the wall, and there was a little more danger in his tone.

Luo Qingfeng smiled, not at all afraid of the little danger in his eyes, "You are already sick now. ”

Isn't he going to pretend to be sick, then he's going to pretend to be a little bit like that.

Feng Jinghong looked at her with a smile, wrinkled his face, and said seriously: "That's right, I'll spare you first this time." ”

"Lord Xie Jiu." Luo Tianfeng laughed out loud, coughed lightly, and said seriously: "Don't make trouble, let's go." ”