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Chapter 1923 Swords are given to heroes, and fairy clothes are given to beautiful women!

Si Yuhan's voice was as cold as snow and sharp, like a rose with thorns.

Under normal circumstances, heaven-level middle-grade spiritual weapons are indeed very rare, but this is a city of weapon refining, and all kinds of spiritual weapons and weapons emerge in endlessly.

The reason why Guanghanyi caused such a sensation is mainly because Fairy Guanghan wears it all year round.

Although this kind of behavior is a bit obscene, everyone has been through it and it is understandable.

In an instant, Wei Xuan's face turned uglier than eating a fly, his eyes were sinister, and he said sternly: "Si Yuhan, don't slander me, am I such a nasty person?"

"Pfft!"

Many monks in the venue had goosebumps all over their bodies and looked at him with increasingly weird looks.

There was once a well-known sect leader who looked sanctimonious on the surface, but secretly he was a big boss in women's clothing, with a sinister and eccentric personality, and he liked to collect all kinds of women's clothing.

At this time, noticing the strange looks from everyone in the venue, Wei Xuan's face turned red and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hey, why are you looking at me like that? Listen, I'm not a transvestite!"

Yellow mud falls off your crotch, it’s either shit or shit!

With that said, Wei Xuan looked at the head of Tiangong Pavilion on the high platform and said loudly: "I will pay 65 million!"

"Seventy-five million!" Wei Xuan raised the price without thinking.

"Eighty million!"

The two went back and forth, constantly raising prices, and the fight became fierce.

It's just that Buddha competes for a stick of incense, and people compete for a breath!

"One hundred million!"

All the monks present were speechless, shocked by Wei Xuan's generosity.

Many small and medium-sized sects cannot raise so much money even if they try their best.

After hearing this number, Si Yuhan opened her lips slightly, but hesitated for a long time and never increased the price.

Now her entire wealth only consists of 90 million black black stones.

If someone makes a malicious bid, they will be severely punished.

"Hey." In desperation, Si Yuhan could only sigh quietly, looked at Wei Xuan and said, "You are so cruel! This Guanghan Clothes belongs to you!"

"As expected of Mr. Wei, he spends a lot of money and is extremely lavish. Even if you pluck a hair from your legs, it would be thicker than our arms!"

"Although the Si family is not bad, Miss Si is still a little inferior today!"

Hearing the praise from everyone, Wei Xuan's face was filled with joy, as if he had won a victory.

Wei Xuan readily took out a mysterious ticket worth 100 million black mysterious stones.

This move immediately attracted the attention of all the monks present.

"That kid has provoked Young Master Wei before. With Young Master Wei's temperament, he will never let it go!"

Soon, Wei Xuan walked to Ye Fan.

"Miss, I just had a glimpse, but your eyes directly captured my heart. I am sure that you are the love I want to hold hands with! I asked the attendant to invite you before, which was indeed a bit abrupt.

It’s sloppy, and I apologize to you for that!”

"boom!"

All the monks present were stunned and stood there blankly. They couldn't believe their ears and thought they were hearing hallucinations.

Wei Xuan did not hesitate to offend Si Yuhan and paid a full 100 million black black stones to buy Guanghanyi.

This handwriting is too big!

"Who is that woman? She can actually win the favor of Mr. Wei!"

"Hey Mr. Wei, you are too romantic! I'm afraid not many women in this world can refuse such a gift!"


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