And Yang Jiyou and Pei Mingqiu opened their mouths and spurted out blood.

It’s not that they want to squirt, one is because the qi and blood attack the heart, and the other is because they have just been seriously injured by Su Mu.

Feng Siming was shaking and looked at Su Mu in a daze. Finally, his throat became sweet and he forced his blood and energy to hold back.

If you lose the sect, it’s okay, I’ll give it to you.

Two trillion US dollars, it’s still okay, I’ll give it to you.

but!!!

You step on the horse...!

One thousand two million dollars!!

You are.

If it were anyone, no one would believe Su Mu's words.

This is awesome and makes you brag about.

Anyone with some financial knowledge knows that all the net assets in this world are only 10 trillion US dollars in total.

This data is authentic and verifiable.

You, Su Mu, the money you can take out by yourself is equivalent to buying an earth, but you still have to give you a moon as a match?

I'm going to be a dog.

But Feng Siming knew that Su Mu would not lie.

Because he knew that if this wealth was converted into the currency of the Valhalla, it was actually just the assets of a family of voters.

But that's a family of voters.

Feng Siming, although he was born in the Xuanwu clan and had a noble status, he was not a son of god.

Even the Son of God cannot control so much wealth.

If you let his elder brother Feng Wuchen come, Feng Wuchen will vomit blood.

The more he thought about it, the more numb his scalp became.

The more he thought about it, the more he had the urge to faint.

On his forehead and neck, the blue veins squirm violently like earthworms.

Now, he wanted to just throw away a group of bastards behind him and let them sell their ass.

I won't pay you this money.

I can't afford it either.

When can money on Earth be so shocking?

If this were the case, Feng Siming would probably not be too desperate.

However, the straw that broke the camel's back finally appeared.

Su Mu blinked at Feng Siming, leaned forward, and then secretly stretched out his hand.

"Your Highness, look, I still have this thing, not many, there are still thirty or fifty ones. How much do you think this is worth?

Feng Siming's eyes were hanging so hard that he couldn't fall out. He looked at the dark blue liquid in Su Mu's hand tremblingly, and shouted in horror:

"Damn it!! Source liquid, how could you have such a pure source liquid? You you... puff!!"

Feng Siming simply raised his neck, squirted out blood, then closed his eyes and fainted.

Before he fainted, he felt extremely grateful.

Finally fainted.

No matter what, I can't wake up.
Chapter completed!