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Chapter 2069 is not the grandson

A small gourd is so valuable? The Netherworld Pavilion moved.

You guys, you're so much money! The thin old man glanced at Ye Chen, grinned and ticked.

Rich. Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders casually.

This b-dress is impeccable. The thin old man gave a thumbs up.

Interesting. The corners of the Qiongqi quasi-emperor opposite, his lips slightly raised, and he looked at Ye Chen with a pair of gloomy eyes with a playful look. He wanted to see Ye Chen's true appearance, but what was embarrassed was that with his quasi-emperor's vision, he could not see through it. What he saw was just a blur.

This made him feel deeply interested in Ye Chen.

Not only he could not see through it, but also the quasi-emperor level present, including the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world and the old man from the Netherworld, were also unable to see through it. He only knew that Ye Chen was very strange, and his secret technique was concealed, and he could not see through it.

The fellow Taoists from the prehistoric times have also increased the price. The old man from the Netherworld is neither alive nor indifferent.

Plus, Qiongqi quasi-emperor smiled slightly, 50 million.

hiss!

The words of Qiongqi quasi-emperor made the already moving Netherworld Pavilion suddenly sound cold. I thought Ye Chen had added five breaths, and covered his lower abdomen, and then subconsciously sat down to the side. He was extremely sure that Ye Chen could see through the secrets in his sea of ​​elixir.

Interesting, really interesting. On the other side, Qiongqi smiled a little sobbing.

Don't be timid, keep going! This time, Ye Chen was lying on the seat, took a ring, put it on his thumb, turned it leisurely, and looked at the opposite side with a smile.

Qiongqi quasi-emperor is rich, and he also has a lot of money.

None of these matters. What is important is that he can calculate the bottom line of Qiongqi quasi-emperor, otherwise he would not have increased the price like this. He is determined to win the Purple Gold Gourd. Even if he can't take pictures, he has to cheat Qiongqi quasi-emperor. Don't you want to pretend to be a b? I asked you to pretend to be enough, don't you want to take pictures of Immortal Immortal Gold? Then I will give you some blood in advance.

Looking at Qiongqi's Quasi-Emperor again, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Chen ignored this and was rarely seen in the auction venue with the Emperor Huang, and he would not be punished.

Fellow Daoist Qiongqi, but the price was increased. The old man from Youming said lightly.

In addition, he is not sure, and it is not guaranteed. It is the man who deliberately caused trouble for the prehistoric world. If he doesn't follow his grandson, it is indeed a loss. He is a dignified quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world, and he has to fight for his face.

After silence, the voices of people are like the sea, one l is pressing over the other.

Given that the price has increased so much, everyone present has re-examined the purple gold gourd to determine whether it has been misleading, otherwise, I am really sorry for the price.

Of course, more people are watching Ye Chen.

However, their vision is too low and they can't see through Ye Chen's true appearance

It was wonderful, really wonderful. The previous defeat of the schat, Jade and Taotie, were a little gloating, especially when they saw Qiongqi's cold face, they were really happy. They were all alliances in wartime, but at this auction, they were competitors.

Indeed, Qiongqi's face was indeed scary.

But also, the old man from Netherworld glanced at Qiongqi.

Who doesn’t have a grandson with whom? Ye Chen was very conscious and added a sentence to the old man Youming.

This guy was still wiping his ring, and it was shiny, as if the 180,000 yuan was just a small fight, and it didn't matter at all. His expression made the photographers present unable to help but cast a deep look: This b-dress is OK.

Two hundred million. Qiongqi was furious and shouted like thunder.

Okay! I'm scared, I'm a grandson. Ye Chen is so fragile that he gave up shooting in one sentence. He can't even give up shooting. He is rich, but 200 million is his limit. Even if he wants it, he can't keep up. Besides, 200 million Yuanshi is also Qiongqi's bottom line.

Let’s talk about grandson, he is very open-minded.

He is a prehistoric clan, a person from the prehistoric era. In terms of seniority, he turned his attention away from him and others. He said that Ye Chen killed Qiongqi's majesty, which is worthy of his performance. It is really enjoyable.

Do you know what level of the auction is really popular? Ye Chen asked.
Chapter completed!
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