Chapter 227 Five Million Valkyrie Origin Crystals
"Two million?"
Chen Feng looked at Yuwen Ziyi and muttered.
He was thinking in his heart, why is this Yuwen Ziwei so stingy, he even raised the price to 1 million, he only mentioned 2 million, this is too unpretentious!
If you can spend more than one billion yuan on gambling treasures, you are a disciple of a big family, but how come you don't have the second-generation ancestor style of a big family when you make a move?
But Chen Feng's muttering was seen in the eyes of Yuwen Ziyi and the others, and it was an expression of emptiness in his heart!
"Hahaha! This kid must have not enough source crystals!"
Yuwen Ziyi sneered, a sneer and contempt that belonged to a winner already appeared on his face!
"Humph... If you want to fight with me, you are 20,000 years too early!"
"five million!"
After Chen Feng gritted his teeth in annoyance, he casually stretched out five fingers and directly said a number that made everyone's eyes widen!
"five million?!"
"This is enough to buy a treasure box for preaching that will yield a lot of treasures! This kid is crazy, and he will spend five million to buy this treasure box of preaching that I don't know what grade of treasure will appear!"
"It's really rich and powerful! It's rich and powerful!"
"Is this what the legendary local tyrants do? Treat money as dung, and spend a lot of money while waving your hands?"
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All the monks not only felt shocked at this moment, but also felt an indescribable feeling of depression or jealousy in their hearts!
Is this the difference between the rich and the poor?
Why can others spend a lot of money, but I can only pick and choose from thousands of things, choose those cheap ones, and then rely on myself to carry out a treasure that I don't know what grade of treasures will appear. box?
"This kid is so fucking hateful!" Some male cultivators watched Chen Feng gnashing his teeth and secretly hated him!
But those female cultivators looked at Chen Feng in an instant, with little stars popping out of their eyes!
"Five million Martial Master Yuanjing! That's enough to buy a lot of training supplies!"
"If you can rely on such a wealthy local tyrant as a backer, wouldn't it be possible to stop worrying about cultivation materials?"
"The truth is to marry such a local tyrant!"
"Are you a local tyrant? Look at me! Look at me!"
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All the female cultivators looked at Chen Feng, wishing they could eat Chen Feng raw!
And some female monks with partners looked at their partners with a dissatisfied expression and said, "Look at them! You can buy anything you want, you don't have to worry about a small expensive thing, let alone a little expensive thing. Live frugally! Look at me, have you ever bought me another decent thing after I followed you?!"
Some cultivators looked at their partners and said aggrievedly, "Didn't you say you shouldn't buy too expensive things? Did you say you want to save me a little?"
Another male cultivator muttered in a low voice, "Didn't you say you don't mind me being poor? Why do you mind now?"
"you you!"
Hearing these words, the female cultivators instantly glanced at the male cultivator who said that, snorted coldly, then spat, and said with great contempt, "Ha! Scumbag!"
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Zhen Yun's eyes at Chen Feng also became very surprised at this moment. He couldn't imagine that Chen Feng would be so embarrassed, and he even raised the price to 5 million Wushen Yuanjing for a preaching treasure box!