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Chapter 680 Five million taels of gold!

The atmosphere instantly became depressing, and everyone couldn't help but shrink their necks.

They looked at Luo Qingfeng and shouted wildly.

This girl is too bold.

I also said this in front of the third prince. Although the third prince is not favored, he is still a prince after all. The royal family

When she said this, wasn't she looking for death?

Su Yiran rolled his eyes, looked at Luo Qingfeng, and then at Su Lianyun.

"You are not invited by the Mo family to help. We will have a competition between the two families in a few days to see who has the ability." He is a poison master, why should he be stronger than a spiritual master?

Luo Qingfeng glanced at him and replied directly, "No."

don't want

Su Yiran didn't expect Luo Qingfeng to refuse at all, and didn't know what to say for a while.

After a pause, Luo Qingfeng continued, "I never do anything in vain. In this competition, if you want to bet, just bet bigger."

As soon as she finished speaking, her rose-red lips slightly raised in a sly arc.

I see

Su Yiran returned to her disapproving look and said disdainfully, "What do you want to bet on?"

"If you lose, just let me go to your Su family medicine storehouse. No matter what I take, no one in your Su family can stop me." If you want to play, play bigger.

"Okay, then if you lose, you will let me handle it." He will turn her into a medicine man, cut off her hands and feet, and let her stay in a barrel for the rest of her life.

Luo Qingfeng smiled and said nothing, tangled a strand of hair on her chest with her fingers, and did not answer.

The little fur ball leaned in her arms. Hearing this bet, he couldn't help but cover his eyes with his short paws.

Too bad

How could there be such an idiot in the world? Idiot, idiot.

"Such an interesting competition, or I'll add some bonuses," a cold voice sounded, and his tone was extremely arrogant.

Hearing this voice, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

When Luo Qingfeng heard this voice, he frowned and didn't even look over there.

The onlookers knelt down and worshiped sincerely, "I have seen the saint."

saint

Saint of the Temple

Luo Wuyou stood in the crowd with a proud posture, as if she was a high-ranking princess. Everyone who saw her would worship and surrender.

Su Lianyun turned around and looked over. When he saw the figure in the crowd, he was completely stunned.

What a nice view

She, she is the saint of the temple

Indeed, holy and noble, graceful and graceful, like snow lotus on the iceberg

Su Yiran strode over regardless of her weak legs and wounds.

"Saint Wuyou, why are you here?" That's great, even Wuyou came to help the Su family

"Since it's a bet, how about the temple pledge three million taels of gold to you?" Luo Wuyou glanced at Su Yiran, his posture was like a peacock spreading its tail.

The Su family is a force in the temple. When she came, the master of the temple said that he would strongly support the Su family, no matter what method is used.

Three million taels, gold

The man kneeling on the ground had his eyes wide open and almost drooled from the corner of his mouth.

They stared blankly ahead, as if they had seen countless gold crawling before their eyes.

Three million taels, it’s still gold

No, they also want to place bets

The saint bets on Su Yiran, it’s right for them to follow suit

"Thank you, Holy Maiden" Su Yiran was ecstatic, that's great

Wuyou is on his side, and he knows that Wuyou treats him better than others.

Su Lianyun coughed lightly and adjusted his posture, "In this case, I will bet two hundred taels of gold to Su Yiran."

two million

Doesn't this add up to five million taels of gold?


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