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Chapter 117 Throwing tens of billions!(2/2)

"Come here"!

Many people sit upright, with greed in their eyes.

Although the third-level demon fire is not favored by the strong Martial King, it is a great temptation for the alchemist.

Because it is too precious, it even went to auction with Yuanshi.

Yuan Shi is the most precious cultivation resource, and even the Martial King is not many powerful.

"One and a half"!

Someone raised the price and saw a sharp look in his eyes.

Yuan stone cannot be regenerated, and one less is used. Secular gold coins are completely different from it.

"Two Yuan stones"!

"Two and a half"!

Many private rooms start bidding.

"Ten"!

Zhan Wuque spoke lightly.

"It's him"!

Some people's eyes flashed slightly.

"Eleven"!

It is Mr. Bei, one of the four young masters in the imperial capital, who is increasing the price.

"Twenty"!

Zhan Wuque never retreats.

"Here, come again"!

Everyone began to feel excited.

"Twenty-one"!

Someone said again, it was Liu Rufeng and Liu Shao.

"Thirty pieces"!

Zhan Wuque's voice was as calm as ever, and it seemed that these Yuanshi were not taken seriously by him at all.

"Zhan Wuque, are you really so many stones?"

Liao Qingqing couldn't help but ask.

This is Yuanshi, not gold coins, it is just two concepts.

Zhan Wuque shook his head slowly, "I don't have a single one."

But he added silently in his heart, "But it will happen soon."

"Thirty-one"!

Ge Yao was holding a charming girl in his arms, playing with two Yuan stones casually in his hand, and his cold eyes kept scanning Zhan Wuque's private room.

Zhan Wuque smiled. Since they wanted to play, they just kept it to the end.
Chapter completed!
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