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Chapter 117 Five million!

"One million!"

Suddenly, everyone was shocked, turned around in unison, and looked at the source of the sound.

“VIP room!”

When everyone saw the sound coming from the VIP room, they couldn't help but get upset.

Since everyone on the scene looked outside, they could not tell whether the VIP room was ordinary or advanced, so they only knew that Long Qingtian was in the VIP room.

"Okay, one million! Is there anyone else who can make a higher one?!" Zhu Yang was obviously stunned for a moment, and then smiled at everyone.

However, after he said that the scene was like before, no one bidding.

Forty-hundred thousand, many people think it’s not worth buying, and for one million, even fewer people pay!

After all, this is not a million gold coins, but a million Yang Dan!

"Is there anyone who has bid more than one million?" After a while, Zhu Yang spoke again and glanced at the scene.

The scene was still silent.

Just when everyone felt that no one would bid again, a sound suddenly sounded.

"One and two million!"

One million and two million!

Everyone was surprised, and then they looked and found that the sound was also coming from the VIP room.

In the VIP room, Long Qingtian was stunned for a moment.

"Boss, this voice is very familiar." At this time, Jiutail Tmall spoke: "It seems to be the voice of that boy Gu Fan!"

Long Qingtian's eyebrows flashed and he looked over. The VIP room was as if it were a false sense, and it was instantly penetrated by the divine light between Long Qingtian's eyebrows.

I saw more than twenty people in this VIP room, and Gu Fan was among them!

It's indeed Ancient Fan!

Some of these twenty people were wearing the costumes of disciples of the Martial God Temple, while others were wearing the costumes of disciples of the ancient family.

Gu Fan sat on the sofa, and the people around him were mainly composed of him, with a full-minded look on his face, and with a wave of his hand, he could determine the power of the world.

Long Qingtian curled his smile.

They have not seen each other since the elite disciples competed.

Long Qingtian participated in the Demon Realm Trial, but Gu Fan did not participate.

Later, the six factions joined forces to attack Longyan Valley, but Gu Fan was not seen.

Calculate it, some days have passed.

"This time, it will be completely solved." Long Qingtian said to himself.

"One.2 million! Someone paid one.2 million!" At this time, the excited voice of the ninth-level auctioneer Zhu Yang sounded.

One million and two million!

This is a price he could not have expected.

When the Fengyun Chamber of Commerce auctions items, they will set a maximum price for each item that may be auctioned. If the auction exceeds this price, then the other parts will belong to him, the ninth-level auctioneer.

As for the six spiritual medicines of Taurus Grass, Fengyun Chamber of Commerce predicts that it will only be auctioned for 800,000 yuan.

Now, it has exceeded the expected maximum price by 400,000!

Just as everyone was surprised by the price offered by Gu Fan at the auction, Long Qingtian's voice sounded again: "Two million!"

Two million!

The entire auction site was in an uproar.

"It actually cost two million!"

"The six spiritual medicines of Taurus Grass are worth up to 600,000 yuan, and 600,000 yuan is already the best! Two million yuan is simply a waste of money!"

Many people shook their heads, were amazed and surprised.

"What? Two million!" In the VIP room, Gu Fan's face looked ugly, and his original spirit disappeared.

Because Long Qingtian's voice changed a little, he could not hear that it was Long Qingtian.

Gu Fan stared at the light red fruit on the auction table, clenched his fist and revealed his blue veins.

This fruit, called the Red Heart Fruit, is one of the things he bought at the auction this time, and it is the spiritual medicine he must get.

During the elite disciple competition, he was injured by Long Qingtian. If it weren't for the end of his career, the ancestor of the Gu family personally took the initiative to treat him, I'm afraid he would be a useless person now, and might even be half-dead.

However, although the ancestor of the Gu family finally took the initiative to treat him, the injuries he suffered in his body were not completely cured. To completely cure his injuries, one of the spiritual medicines needed is this red heart fruit!

"Young Master Gu Fan, the head of the family said." At this time, an old man behind Gu Fan spoke.

Gu Fan suddenly raised his hand and his voice was low: "You don't need to remind me, I have my own sense!"

The old man opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything else.

"Two million and two hundred thousand!" Gu Fan's eyes shone with fierce light and he shouted.

Two million and two million!

When he heard that Gu Fan actually bid again, the whole scene was even more uproar.

At auctions, bidding is fierce, but it also depends on what it is.

In everyone's opinion, it is not worth bidding for the six spiritual medicines of Taurus Grass!

"I don't believe it, you will pay three million!" Gu Fan continued to sneer, and everyone at the scene could hear it clearly.

"Three million?" In the VIP room, Nine-tailed Tmall smiled at Long Qingtian and said, "Boss, this Gu Fan underestimates you too much."

The Purple Dragon Emperor sat there without opening his mouth.

Long Qingtian smiled and said, "Since that's the case, we can't let him down." After that, he stretched out his hand at the auction site and said a number that scared everyone on the scene: "Five million!"

Five million!

Not three million, not four million, but five million!

"What?! Five, Five, Five Million!"

Some people at the scene suddenly jumped and even almost slid down from the chair.

Many people also stood up suddenly and looked at the VIP room where Long Qingtian was in shock.

Gu Fan sat dejectedly on the sofa, with a dull look on his face, with only one number in his mind, five million!

"Door Room No. 5, 5 million, are you sure you will get 5 million Yang Dan?!" When everyone was shocked, Zhu Yang, the ninth-level auctioneer on the auction stand, couldn't help but feel excited and confirmed to Long Qingtian.

It is indeed difficult to believe that it is five million to buy six magic medicines for Taurus Grass.

"Yes, five million yuan Yang Dan." Long Qingtian said calmly.

When Zhu Yang and everyone on the scene took a deep breath when they heard Long Qingtian confirmed that it was a 5 million yuan Yang Dan.

At this time, the five women in the high-end VIP room also started to talk.

The woman in the middle said, "Buying six kinds of spiritual medicines for Taurus Grass for five million yuan is comparable to that of the fourth brother's prodigal son."

The maid behind him said, "Miss, I think that man is just a fat man in the face and wants to save face. He probably only has a few million yuan in Yangdan."

"Yes, this person has never bought anything before. It shouldn't be that there are not many Yuanyang Dans before, but he didn't dare to buy it." Another maid also said.

"Five million yuan Yang Dan, VIP Room No. 5 gives out five million yuan Yang Dan!" At this time, Zhu Yang's excited voice sounded: "Is there any friend who has higher ones?"

The scene was silent.

In the VIP room, Gu Fan had come back from his shock, his eyes were red, and he had a strong murderous intent: "Die, die! I will definitely let you know the word regret, how to write it!"

"Repent?" Long Qingtian sang his ears, listening to the other party's hissing, and sneered.
Chapter completed!
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