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Chapter 778 Something happened again?

"I'll be a good boy"

Mo Lingxuan leaned against the window and felt his legs becoming weak.

Seven million and two hundred thousand

This number will scare people to death, right?

No, no, he needs to go out to get some air, it's too scary.

Mo Lingxuan was not the only one who was still in shock, many people had not yet recovered from that number.

Seven million and two hundred thousand

7.2 million

gold

Still all gold

Now, they really want to ask how much money there is in the Dongmu Kingdom's treasury.

"His uncle's"

On the quiet first floor, a man finally came to his senses, and the first sentence he spoke was an expletive.

They looked at that tall figure and almost worshiped him in their eyes.

Rich people are absolutely rich

They kneel unconditionally

Kneel down, okay?

Concubine Rao walked to the auction table and coughed lightly when she saw the shocked people.

"Everyone, today's auction ends here. We welcome you all to come again next time." After saying that, she bowed slightly, then turned around and left.

In the silence around them, no one answered, and "7.2 million" was still echoing in their minds.

The man ignored everyone's looks and walked out.

Now as long as you trade, you can get the elixir.

Everyone's eyes followed him, and wherever he went, they saw him.

"This is why it is said that alchemist is the richest profession."

"Every time Mr. Phantom Alchemist comes up with an unexpected elixir, this time it's like this. What can I look forward to next time?"

"Yes, the elixir produced by the ghost alchemist is different every time."

Everyone spoke silently, feeling their hearts numb.

They didn't know what they were talking about, so they just said it.

7.2 million, 7.2 million, 7.2 million

This number keeps looping in their hearts, repeating itself in different ways, and cannot disappear for a long time.

"You guys think, should we be more prepared next time we go to the auction?" Who knows when we will encounter the elixir of the ghost alchemist.

"Let's go back to our homes."

Luo Qingfeng and Feng Jinghong slowly walked by. Hearing their dumb words, Luo Qingfeng coughed lightly.

Well, she just thought that the next auction of elixirs would not need to be so soon.

Everything is hot, and now so many people are talking about the ghost, and everyone even wants to buy his elixir.

In addition to having better elixirs than other alchemists and being unique, more importantly, the elixirs of the ghost are scarce, and the person of the ghost is mysterious.

Things have to be done step by step, but they cannot get past this point. Now that I hear what they are saying, it seems that there is nothing to worry about.

But she didn't have to think too much about what to do, Master Jiuxie would take care of it.

"It seems like something happened. Do you want to go check it out?"

"I don't want to go, but I heard it's related to the ghost alchemist."

""

The thin voice sounded again, and Luo Qingfeng supported Feng Jinghong and walked directly to the door of the auction.

When Feng Jinghong heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle and bent down to her ear.

"My dear concubine, my husband is frightened. You must send him back." This is where she resolves feelings.

Luo Qingfeng raised the corners of her mouth and looked like she was smiling perfectly, "Don't worry, I will definitely send the Ninth Prince out."

"Xiao Feng" Mo Lingxuan came over in a hurry, with a bit of nervousness in his tone.

"What" happened again?


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