Hearing the sound of the hour sky roaring, Su Yi was a little speechless.

This thing has been eaten, why do you still want to eat it?

"The power of space, neutralization, and growth, can make you feel ...... Space. ”

Su Ying's feelings about the roar of the hour sky are complicated.

If she really is that little girl...... It can be said that she saved her life.

Regardless of whether she was calculated by her second uncle or not, in the final result, she survived because of her.

And she...... But the fragrance disappeared.

If there is a chance to do something for her, Su Yi will not refuse......

Spending a little spirit stone is nothing to him.

"Heavenly Punishment ......"

Ling Dashao was very depressed: "Nowadays, any cat or dog...... Dare to provoke this is missing......"

When he said this, he also deliberately glanced at Su Yi.

In his opinion, Su Wei is even more hateful than heavenly punishment.

This thing delays himself and affects his future, which is simply heinous.

Su Wei ignored him.

If this heavenly punishment is the heavenly punishment......

A mere tribe is nothing.

Even if this is not the Southern Heaven Continent, with the means of Emperor Canglang Martial Emperor, the people who can be sent over by Heavenly Punishment are absolutely extremely powerful.

If it was possible, he really didn't want to provoke at this time.

But......

"A thousand...... Seven million!"

Just when everyone thought that the dust had settled, an indifferent voice suddenly came from room B No. 8, that is, the room where Ling Dashao was.

"What?"

"Who is this?"

"It's not like Ling Dashao's voice, but it's ...... It's all in a box, and it's definitely Ling Dashao who benefits...... He no longer robs on the surface, but secretly, he is still unwilling. ”

"Hehe, this is Ling Dashao's style. ”

Zhang Lao's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "B, room No. 8 continues to bid, seventeen million!"

"What are you doing?"

Different from the hustle and bustle outside, there was silence in Room B. 8.

Both Ling Dashao and Ling Yanran looked at Su Yi with a dull expression.

What did they hear?

It's not an auditory hallucination, right?

After a few breaths, Ling Dashao finally reacted, forcibly holding back the anger in his heart, and lowered his voice:

"You want to kill Ben Shao?"

Su Wei frowned: "I don't know what ...... called"

"Ben Shao auction, when is it your turn to make a bid, and besides, are you deaf? Didn't you hear Ben Shao say...... Seventeen million, when Ben Shao is a fool?"

Su Wei's face was inexplicable, he felt that Ling Dashao might have some mental problems:

"What does my offer have to do with you?"

"Huh?"

Before Ling Dashao could react, he heard the Jiazi No. 8 room, which represented the Heavenly Punishment, continue to speak indifferently:

"Twenty million!"

Lose your marbles!

Everyone subconsciously felt that the people in these two private rooms were crazy.

With such a large space stone, the highest value is only 10 million.

Today, life has doubled.

That's a red-eyed look.

However, the people in these two private rooms are extremely indifferent.

There is no red eye at all.

"Two thousand...... Million. ”

"Twenty-two million. ”

"Twenty-five million!"

When the price reached 25 million, Jiazi put the number of rooms, and the sound of heavenly punishment finally fluctuated slightly.

"The Space Stone is a must-have for building a teleportation circle......"

In room No. 8 of Jiazi, two masked warriors exchanged in low voices.

"In any case, you have to get your hands on it. ”

"Well, over the years, we have collected all the space stones that we can collect, but there is still a lot of difference, this piece is so big, we can't give it up. ”

"However, there are not enough spirit stones, we only have 30 million ......"

"If you can't shoot it...... Just grab it!"

"Good. ”

With a decision, the voice of heavenly punishment came out again.

This time, he didn't fight with Su in a roundabout way, but directly showed his hole cards:

"Thirty million!"

Hiss.

Hearing this offer, everyone gasped.

Million?

This Nima is crazy.

The so-called heavenly punishment is too rich......

And Ling Dashao was dumbfounded, when he was sixteen million, he gave up, he never expected that this space stone would be able to ask for such a high price.

Penalty ...... that day What is the origin?

He subconsciously looked at Su Rei, hoping to see Su Rei's ugly face, but he heard Su Rei's indifferent voice without a trace of emotion resounding again.

"Three thousand...... A million!"

it!

Many people couldn't help but burst into foul language.

This Nima, even if the Ling family has money, they can't spend it like this, right?

Ling Da Shao is also too loser.

If this continues, how can he explain to the Ling family?

"I ...... You ......"

Ling Dashao saw Su Yi's cheeks, which barely fluctuated, and really wanted to ask him if he understood what the concept of 30 million spirit stones was.

That's 30 million.

An ordinary martial artist, starting from foundation building, cultivating all the way to raising a fetus, the resources consumed are definitely not so much.

And the realm of raising the womb is even more stuck in the vast majority of martial artists.

It can be said that in the whole world, nine out of ten martial artists spend less than half of the resources spent on cultivation in a lifetime.

Looking at Su Wei's understatement, Ling Dashao felt ...... I seem to have been trapped.

His face was ugly: "Now, everyone thinks that you represent me, and you won't be able to come up with the money when the time comes, so you will ...... Skinned you alive!"

Su Wei glanced at him lightly: "Don't think it...... Everybody is as poor as you. ”

it!

Ling Dashao grew up so big since he was a child, and it was the first time he was said to be poor.

Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it.

Su Yan's contemptuous appearance simply made him feel crazy.

You...... A martial artist from a small place, what qualifications do you have to look down on me?

"Three thousand...... A million at a time. ”

Zhang Laodu looked a little shocked.

For a body refining martial artist, what he lacks most is resources.

They consume more than ten times more than the average person.

But even so, 30 million spirit stones is not a small amount for him.

And that unfamiliar voice shouted out without hesitation.

Could it be that the kid from the Ling family really instructed it?

"Thirty-one million, the second time!"

Everyone was in a state of bewilderment, paused for a long time, and didn't see a sound from the private room where the heavenly punishment was, and finally, Zhang Lao clapped hoarsely: "Thirty-one million...... For the third time, congratulations to the Taoist friends of Room 8, this piece of ...... The Space Stone is yours!"

No one cheered.

No one applauded either.

Everyone's eyes were staring at Room 8.

They wanted to know if the martial artists in this room could take out so many spirit stones.

What's more, if it can be taken out, then does it mean that all this is secretly controlled by Ling Dashao, he ...... Is he really not afraid that the tribe will deprive him of his status as an heir?

(End of chapter)