Among the crowd on the first floor, a figure suddenly stood up with a hoarse voice.
In an instant, there was silence for more than ten feet in a radius centered on that person.
Everyone stared at him dumbfounded, those words echoing in their minds.
7.2 million
7.2 million
7.2 million
Oh my god, my god, my god
When the numbers came into their ears, Sulianyun and Sulianzhan, who were still competing fiercely, were stunned.
this price
It's too scary
7.2 million
Who else is bidding? At this time, who else dares?
Everyone looked at the figure who stood up and secretly clicked their tongues.
Unexpectedly, all the rich people in the audience were actually sitting on the first floor. This was the dark horse who suddenly appeared.
"Miss Wuyou, are you still calling me?" It's been like this, are you still calling for a price?
Luo Wuyou punched the window hard and snorted loudly.
It’s all like this, what else is there to say?
She turned around, walked back, and sat down on the big chair, her face gloomy.
In the direction of the Su family, the attendant hesitantly called out, "Master Yiran."
What does "Forget it" mean?
7.2 million
This is a huge amount of money for the current Su family.
Who made me fail to win this competition? It would have been nice if I had won, but it’s a pity that I lost.
"Prince"
People on both sides, Su Lianyun and Su Lianzhan, said at the same time that they didn't have enough money.
"Forget it." Su Lianzhan replied calmly.
If someone has money, then forget it.
"Damn it!" He had already lost seven million, and now he wants to increase it. That is definitely bad news.
There were low curses and unwilling voices all around, but there was nothing that could be done.
Concubine Rao came back to her senses faintly, looked around and saw no one was bidding, so she picked up the hammer.
"Seven million two million taels of gold sold"
She found that her tone of voice trembled in shock.
"Pah!" The sound fell with a hammer
Thirty third-grade elixirs, deal done
Who is the person who bids the price?
When Xuan An saw the price, he was very excited and looked at Luo Qingfeng.
"Miss, 7.2 million" is a sky-high price
Luo Qingfeng rolled her eyes at him and said calmly, "That has nothing to do with me."
How excited is he?
He is now Luo Qingfeng, not a ghost.
Xuan An was startled and replied, "Yes."
He was so excited that he almost forgot
Luo Qingfeng looked downstairs, with some doubts in his eyes.
Who is this person?
Seven million two hundred thousand taels.
Although she was very happy, she also knew that the price was due to a dispute between Sulianyun and Sulianzhan.
But this person, the one-time price is 7.2 million
"You don't need to pay attention to him for the time being." Feng Jinghong said in a low voice. For now, there is no need to pay attention to this person.
Luo Qingfeng looked at him, with a smile in her eyes, and stretched out her hand to him.
"Let's go, the sick Ninth Prince." Since they don't need to pay attention for the time being, they should go back.
Feng Jinghong looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, stretched out his hand to hold her, and then pulled her into his arms with a little force. The two of them turned around and walked to the wall next to the window.
"Well, sickly." He trapped her against the wall, his tone a little more dangerous.
Luo Qingfeng smiled, not afraid of the danger in his eyes at all, "You are already sick right now."
If he doesn't want to pretend to be sick, then he should pretend to be a little bit more like it.
Feng Jinghong looked at her with a smile, frowned, and said seriously, "You're right, I'll spare you this time."
"Thank you, Ninth Prince." Luo Qingfeng laughed, coughed slightly, and said seriously, "Stop making trouble, let's go."