Chapter 1915: I have a product (1/2)

The first chapter of the nine hundred and fifteenth chapter, I have a piece of the next product

In the late stage of the Seven Great Devils in Yanshan City, Daoen represented four people, and three of them acted in a low-key manner. In addition, the family could not match the other four. Today, only a few kittens and small fish came, and naturally there is no way to participate in this. The ancient magic stone fights.

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The three magician eyes fell on the ancient magic stone, and looked at the woman's demeanor. One of them sighed: ”The ancient magic stone excavated by the giant worm tribe in recent years is innumerable, like this ancient magic stone, there. You can sell up to 50,000 or 60,000 yuan of magic crystals.”

”Where the ordinary Mozu is qualified to go to the giant worm tribe to buy the ancient magic stone, they also look at my second brother's share, only to get a piece.”

Ruirier faint.

The magician groaned, his face showed a smile, nodded, and said: ”The adult of Ruriel said it was good.”

The price in the hall has been shouted to the 180,000 yuan of the magic crystal.

On weekdays, the two emptyed out of the competition, because they said before the family, they can get it within 150,000, beyond this price, give up this ancient magic stone, after all, this is a kind of gambling, very Maybe buying it back is worthless!

”190,000 down the magic crystal.”

Daun looked a little cold and looked at Yang Yingwei. ”The sheep went to retreat. The sheep family sent you something like this to the auction? It seems that some people look down on me.”

Yang Yingwei’s face showed a hint of anger. The other side’s words were obviously humiliating him. His cultivation was similar to that of the Mozu at the level of Hume. There was still a distance from the half-step demons. The best talent is his!

Hey, the demons who were present were watching Yang Yingwei with a glimmer of gloating and ridicule.

”Two thousand five thousand under the magic crystal.”

Yang Yingwei took a deep breath and said a touch.

”Hey... This ancient magic stone actually shouted 250,000 down the magic crystal? Is this the sheep family crazy, or the sheep should be crazy?”

In the presence of the devil, they took a breath of cold, and some unbelievably looked at Yang Yingwei, and the 250,000 yuan of magic crystals. This is a huge fortune for anyone, the mid-term of the demons in the auction. Existence, but it is no different.

Think of the mountains and seas of the League of Nalan Shanhai, want to make up 100,000 down the magic crystal, are looking for the Mozu squad to join together, although a large part of the reason is that Nalan Shanhai does not want to go out of this magic crystal However, it is also related to the body of Nalan Shanhai.

He can take out 100,000 yuan of magic crystals. After all, living for so many years, there is always a little savings, but after counting the magic crystals used on weekdays, after taking out 100,000 yuan of magic crystals, Nalan Shanhai will definitely be on a long period of time. !

“The valuation of this ancient magic stone at home is worth up to 150,000, and then it is more than easy to erode. Is the sheep family so optimistic about it?”

Pingtian and the empty eyes looked at each other, and some curiously looked at Yang Yingwei. When the two found the anger in the eyes of Yang Yingwei, the heart suddenly became clear.

”Yang Yingwei, are you sure you can get 250,000 under the magic crystal? Go back and won't be spanked?”

Daun smiled like a smile.

”You!” The sheep should be very angry, but he immediately suppressed his anger and sneered: ”Bid, can't afford to talk nonsense!”

Everyone looks very strange and looks at Ning Qi.

Because Yang Yingwei said now, it was what Ning Qi had said to Yang Yingwei before!

”This ancient magic stone is not worth 250,000 under the magic crystal, I will give you the opportunity to be a fool.”

Daun’s sorrowful laughter.

The host on the high stage also confirmed for the second time whether anyone bids higher than Yang Yingwei.

Yang Yingwei’s face was mocked and he was preparing to say the last two words to regain the face he had just lost. A familiar voice sounded again.

”I have a...the next product.”