"One and a half million taels of gold, is there anyone else bidding?"

Concubine Rao coughed lightly and looked at her hands.

When she heard one and a half million, her hands trembled.

Glancing around, she picked up the hammer next to her.

"Two million!"

Triumphant words sounded, and there was still a bit of provocation in the tone.

Million!

Sky!

Everyone swallowed their saliva with difficulty, rich people, a group of rich people!

Even if the Snow Worry Sword is appraised by Lord Jingru, this must have exceeded the estimate a long time ago!

Concubine Rao smiled lightly and glanced around, "The third prince is asking for two million taels of gold, who else is asking for it?" ”

The crowd was silent, so they did not cry.

Every time things came to the girl, it became very strange, especially the bidding.

Prices are simply skyrocketing!

Seeing that everyone was silent, Su Lianyun smiled even more proudly.

Since the beauty wants the sword, how can he do it worse than Feng Jinghong.

If you want to take away the beauty, you naturally have to work hard in these conveniences.

Two million taels, not much.

Seeing Su Lianyun bidding, Luo Wuwu's face was a little better.

Ge Lao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Holy Maiden, this third prince has always followed the Holy Maiden, presumably this time the Xue Worry Sword is also for Miss." ”

Luo Wuwu didn't answer, nor did she say anything, but her proud posture came out again.

That's right, Su Lianyun has been following her, and this time Su Lianyun bought this thing, it must have been given to her.

Hum!

Luo Tianfeng, do you think you are great if you have the Nine Princes?

Feng Jinghong saw that Su Lianyun was bidding, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

"He really takes himself seriously."

"Are you still calling?" Luo Qianfeng asked rhetorically, and the corners of his mouth deepened.

"Two and a half million." Feng Jinghong shouted decisively.

Luo Tianfeng laughed, this time, Su Lianyun is going to lose a lot of money again.

Feng Jinghong put his arm around her and reached out to pinch her nose.

"Don't laugh."

"Good, good." Luo Qianfeng held back a smile.

Under the bright light, the interaction between the two was clearly seen by outsiders, and they didn't see the hand that hugged Luo Tianfeng, but also the hand that pinched her nose.

This scene caught everyone off guard.

Mo Lingxuan snorted lightly and sighed: "This is a show of affection." ”

So many people are watching.

Su Lianyun narrowed his eyes and saw the scene upstairs, "Three million!" ”

Feng Jinghong must have done it on purpose, deliberately to show him!

Well, he wants to see who this sword and this beauty will belong to in the end!

"Three and a half million." Feng Jinghong casually asked for the price, as if this amount was just a trivial matter.

"Four million!"

"Four and a half million."

"Five million!"

……

The numbers are rising, and the numbers are already frighteningly high.

Lei Chang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, looking confused.

The Snow Worry Sword is simply a dark horse, and this price is almost approaching the Holy Beast!

Luo Wuwu became more and more proud, and the higher the number she heard, the more she thought that Su Lianyun was fighting for her and Feng Jinghong.

Luo Tianfeng coughed lightly, turned around and walked back, this Su Lianyun still hasn't realized that he has been pitted.

It's already called six million, and it's going to be seven million soon.

"Seven million!"

Three words sounded, and the audience was silent!

Million!

"Seven million, the king doesn't want it." Feng Jinghong waved his hand, turned around and walked back.

Don't!

Everyone looked confused, and then suddenly as if they understood something, the black line kept sliding down their foreheads.