Are you kidding?

Three million!

Three million!

Everyone almost ran away, from 2.3 million to 2.5 million, which they already felt very exciting.

As a result, the Su family became even more ruthless, and it was directly three million!

Damn, your Su family has lost a lot just now, and is still so willful now. Is it really good?

"Miss Qingfeng, this should be the bottom line of the Su family." Xuan An said happily. It seemed that the Mo family would win.

Luo Qingfeng hugged his arms with both hands and looked at Mo Lingxuan, "Mo Lingxuan only brought more than two million."

He might not have thought that he would encounter the Holy Poison Sutra here.

"Ah?" Xuan An was stunned. Then, wouldn't the Su family win?

Luo Qingfeng sneered and pointed at the bottom, "You, bid for three million and five million."

What!

Xuan An almost screamed, three million and five million!

"Hmm?" Feng Jinghong looked at him.

"Yes." Xuan An felt a pain in pain. Isn't it just a Holy Poison Sutra, three million and five million.

"Three million and five million!"

A sound came from the fifth floor, and everyone was suddenly covered in black lines.

here we go again.

Ninth Prince.

We have money, so we don’t have such willfulness!

You spend money like soil, the Su family adds 500,000, and you also add 500,000!

Mo Lingxuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Xiaofeng was so good that he knew he didn't bring much money, so he saved him.

You should know that there is the Holy Poison Sutra, so he should have prepared money early. This time he won more than three million taels!

"Why are the Ninth Prince joining in the fun?" A confused voice came from Luo Wuyou's room.

Luo Wuyou snorted coldly and said indifferently: "It's not the Ninth Prince, it's Luo Qingfeng."

Even Xuan An, who had been following the Ninth Prince, has already begun to listen to Luo Qingfeng's orders?

"Ninth Prince, why do you want the Holy Poison Sutra?" Su Yiran's face turned black. What's this!

Is the Ninth Prince also interested in the Holy Poison Sutra?

"Tear the King's family and play with it."

The elegant and cold voice came, and everyone had the urge to vomit blood.

The things I bought for millions are just for the purpose of playing with this girl, or torn them away...

When Mo Lingxuan heard this answer, he almost choked on his saliva.

Tear and play.

Ninth Prince, you are going to arouse public anger!

"Four million!" Su Yiran gritted his teeth!

Xuan An wanted to bid, but Luo Qingfeng looked over with a look and shook his head.

"Yes." That's great, just don't bid!

"Miss I feel it hurts to tear my hands, so I don't want it anymore." She bent down and leaned against the window, supported her chin with her hands, and said lightly.

Don't want it!

Everyone was bleeding in their hearts, and their hands were hurting...

These two people are really a perfect match. They decided not to make trouble?

The things that can be sold for three million were dragged to four million!

Su Yiran held the edge of the window with both hands, almost vomiting a mouthful of old blood, and his heart was rumbling.

Why?

Why did the Ninth Prince and his woman go against him?

"Bang!" The sound fell with a hammer!

"Four million taels of gold, deal!"

The auction has never been so quiet. Concubine Rao did not use her spiritual power to expand the sound, and the sound could also be heard in everyone's ears.

Four million, her estimate at that time was more than two million, which is far more than now!

Mo Lingxuan looked in confusion at the direction where Luo Qingfeng was. Why didn't he shout?

Xiaofeng should know that this thing cannot be given to the Su family.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Lingxuan calmed down.
Chapter completed!