It was like relay. After Yuan Tiansheng spoke, Qin Cheng stopped talking. Is this really a coincidence?

But the spiritual coins were not in vain. Zhang Sen carefully stared at the private room where Qin Cheng was located for the first time.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, this price is my limit. If you offer it now, this thing will be yours." Zhang Sen also let go of his voice this time and tentatively asked Qincheng.

"Brother Qin, if you need spiritual coins, get them from me first." Hearing this, Ji Jianhao said.

"We can also make some things up." Ye Zun and Fan Xiyun also nodded.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't need it."

Qin Cheng shook his head.

Among the people present, only Su Wan knew that this Youbing Bead was his own thing, and the others thought they really needed this thing.

And Zhang Sen knew the purpose of his speech.

You can't be sure, right? Then I will make you even more inaccurate.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to humiliate me. I can't afford this thing. I have given up, but I have recorded the grudge today." Qin Cheng also let go of his voice and Lang Lang said.

"Leader, is this person's statement true or false."

"Fake it, this guy's voice can't hear a trace of resentment. It's not the anger that he can't get the treasure. This shows that he still has hope at this time."

Zhang Sen's expression flashed quickly, and then he sneered.

Now he was almost sure that the person in the No. 12 box was with Qin Cheng.

Want to play this trick to trick yourself?

I have made jade films once last time, will I be fooled again?

Then you must get this Youbing Bead!

Qin Cheng is just a casual cultivator, but he holds the spiritual coins brought by hundreds of monks in his hand. Why can he fight for him?

After the two talked, the price continued to soar.

"Who is in this box No. 20? Are you crazy?"

Yuan Tiansheng's face became more and more gloomy, and his fingers couldn't help but clenched into fists.

He was wholeheartedly thinking about getting rid of his relationship with Xueyun, but he didn't think so much. He knew that in a subtle way, Zhang Sen regarded himself as Qin Cheng's helper.

Now the price of Youbingzhu has exceeded 50 million spiritual coins, and even Yuan Tiansheng, the five eldest sons, feels unbearable.

"Young Master Qin should be happy at this price."

In the remote box, Long Huairen smiled when he saw the price reaching this point.

When Qincheng makes money, Tianbaolou also makes money, so naturally I won’t be upset.

"But it should be almost to the limit."

Any item has its limits. No matter how precious the Ghost Blade is, it is impossible for the monk to sacrifice his life to get it.

"Elder Long, there is a display on the formation. Cheng Qin went to find the monks in the twelve boxes to send a message." A deacon next to Long Huairen said at this time.

"Isn't you planning to finish?" Long Huairen's eyes lit up slightly.

Based on my understanding of Qincheng, the other party will definitely not transmit messages for no reason. Can the price of Youbingzhu continue to rise?

"Come on the voice transmission, I'll listen too." Long Huairen said.

On the other side, Qin Cheng spoke directly.

"Fellow Daoist is Xue Yun."

"Cheng Qin, just say it if you have something to do."

Yuan Tiansheng frowned. He was now feeling unhappy by Zhang Sen's constant bidding. When he saw the sound transmission formation lit up, he just wanted to hear what Qin Cheng was going to do.

"Haha, then I'll just say it."

The formation transmission has been transformed, so Qin Cheng can't hear the other party's men and women, but this is not important.


Chapter completed!