One hundred thousand gold coins was naturally what Feng Feiyun shouted out!
Not only were the monks outside suppressed, but the four thieves were also suppressed.
"Daniu, where can we get 100,000 gold coins?" Liu Qinsheng said in a low voice.
"You can't randomly raise prices in Juese Building. There are powerful forces behind Juese Building. It would be unwise to cause trouble here." Wang Mengdu gave a rare advice.
They all knew that Feng Feiyun only got 30,000 gold coins, and it was impossible to come up with 100,000 gold coins.
Feng Feiyun was full of confidence. He stretched out his hand to signal the four thieves to calm down, and then said loudly: "One hundred thousand gold coins are like a drop in the bucket to me. If anyone is dissatisfied, I will accompany you to the end."
As soon as Feng Feiyun finished speaking, several powerful divine thoughts glanced at him.
Only cultivators at the peak of the divine base can cultivate spiritual thoughts, which can see many places invisible to the naked eye. Others may not feel the prying eyes of divine thoughts, but Feng Feiyun's spiritual sense is so sharp, compared to God
Thoughts are ten times stronger.
"Humph!" Feng Feiyun stretched out a finger and lightly drew it in the void, and an arc-shaped aura of spiritual energy surrounded his body.
Bang bang bang!
All the spiritual thoughts that came over were shattered!
Huh!
Those who wanted to find out Feng Feiyun's identity were all defeated. His spiritual thoughts did not even see a single hair on Feng Feiyun's head. Knowing that the other party was a master who was proficient in formations, this person stopped using his spiritual thoughts.
Mr. Wu Xia, who was next to Feng Feiyun, regained his composure and indifference at this moment, with a faint smile on his face: "Su Yun is really getting more and more curious about Your Excellency. One hundred thousand gold coins are not something that ordinary people can take.
Gotta come out.”
Now it has almost become a stage for Feng Feiyun and Mr. Wuxia. Everyone else just wants to wait for a result, and no one dares to bid.
Feng Feiyun knew that Mr. Wuxia was extremely wealthy. One hundred thousand gold coins might be a huge fortune to others, but it would never scare him away.
He was able to build a palace out of pure gold, which shows how little he takes money seriously.
"If Mr. Wuxia wants to make a bid, even though I am a nobody, I will definitely accompany him to the end." Feng Feiyun said with a smile.
"No, no, you must be an old friend of mine. Although I can't guess who you are yet, but since you are an old friend, it doesn't matter if Miss Yuchan gives it to you." Young Master Wuxia was thoughtful and began to think about Pian Ya.
However, no matter how talented he was, he could not associate it with Feng Feiyun. After all... Feng Feiyun was a down-and-out ghost who was kicked out of his family.
It has just begun. Even those hidden figures who have not bid have already felt that one hundred thousand gold coins is too high and are unwilling to bid. They plan to save all the money for the two girls behind the red card.
The little girl smiled sweetly and said: "Bidding in Juese Building, but you have to pay money first, and then Sister Yuchan will show up."
One hundred thousand gold coins is not something that ordinary people can come up with, and they did this to prevent someone from deliberately causing trouble. In fact, many of the monks in the Juese Tower were laughing secretly at this moment, thinking that the person who just raised the price simply couldn't come up with one hundred thousand gold coins.
Troublemakers like this happen every year, so it's not unusual.
Feng Feiyun opened the iron box a crack and took out a piece of golden silk paper the size of a book page. The crack was filled with golden light, and the entire elegant room was printed in gold.
"Bang!"
The iron box is closed again!
A gold note with a face value of 100,000 gold coins was sandwiched between two fingers, and then placed in Wang Meng's hand. He said with a smile: "Take it to Miss Yuchan and tell her that we are rich people!"
Wang Meng's originally big eyes were now as wide as a pair of big fish eyes. He took the gold note with trembling palms, licked his thick lips, and then suddenly opened the vermilion wooden door with a bang.
Went out.
"See clearly, one hundred thousand gold coins worth of gold notes, one hundred thousand, we are rich people, very rich." Wang Meng walked on the corridor on the fifth floor, holding the gold notes open with both hands, very high-profile
, yelled at the entire Juese Building, his voice was so violent that it shook the lantern hanging above his head.
In the private room, Feng Feiyun and the three thieves slapped their foreheads. They felt that it was too embarrassing and they would not have asked him to go if they had known better.
Hasn't this guy ever seen gold coins?
There is nothing that can be done about it. Although the Huang Feng robbers robbed tens of thousands of wealth every time, they all had to be handed over to the third master. They didn't get much. One hundred thousand gold coins was just a small amount for them.
A huge fortune.
"Daniu, how many gold notes are there in this box?" Liu glanced at the tall iron box and felt that Feng Feiyun was even more mysterious.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and smiled, but did not tell the number of gold coins inside.
The more he acted like this, the more the thieves became angrier, but they didn't ask any more questions.
"Bang!"
Luo Lin punched a corner of the table into pieces, recognized Wang Meng, and said coldly: "It turned out to be them."
He was beaten into a pig's head by Feng Feiyun and others outside the city. He was very resentful. It was true that enemies met on a narrow road. Unexpectedly, he met his enemy in Juese Tower.
A warrior said: "Luo Lin, are they the people you want us to kill?"
"Yes, if a few generals can kill these five untouchables, Luo Lin will be very grateful." Luo Lin said.
"If you can come up with 100,000 gold coins, then they must have more wealth. Even if you don't speak, they will be dead."
The nine generals were not good people. When they saw the one hundred thousand gold coins, they were already tempted to kill people and get money. If they can't offend the flawless master, how can they not offend five untouchables?
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"I actually took out one hundred thousand gold coins, so he must have a lot of background. Maybe he is the young master of a certain big force who is out to play. I will definitely find out his true identity." Yu Chan took the one hundred thousand gold coins.
He accepted the gold note with the face value of the gold coin, then walked out with a guqin in his arms.
Wang Meng was waiting outside. The big man, who was more than two meters tall, looked at the jade cicada, and saliva immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the floor, making a "ta-da" sound.
One hundred thousand gold coins to invite her out is not expensive at all! This is what he is thinking at this moment!
Yu Chan is in her cardamom age, with a tall figure and a slender waist. The snow-white clothes on her body are not stained by dust, and her milky white skin seems to be able to squeeze out water with a gentle squeeze.
She held a seven-stringed guqin in her hand and took it out from the smoke, just like a fairy descending from the star palace to the mortal world.
Yu Chan and Wang Meng form a sharp contrast, they are simply the real version of beauty and beast.
She smiled sweetly, causing Wang Meng's nose to bleed immediately, and she said softly: "Brother, do you want a gauze scarf?"
"No... no... no, no, no..." Wang Meng directly wiped the blood on his nose with his sleeves, straightened his chest, and said: "Miss Yuchan, please come here, our boss has been waiting for you for a long time.
Yes, he is in a hurry."
Yuchan followed Wang Meng, looking increasingly petite, and asked with a smile: "Does your boss like to listen to the piano?"
"He? He doesn't have such hobbies. He can't play the piano or anything! He just wants to sleep with Miss Yuchan. It's best if Miss Yuchan can take the initiative. He has... something wrong with his health! You know, haha!" Wang Meng said lowly.
Said loudly.
Just because Feng Feiyun didn't rectify Ji Cangyue on the spot last time, there are now rumors circulating throughout Huangfengling that he is not good at that because of a physical defect!
puff!
When Feng Feiyun heard this, he almost fell under the table. Damn, this bastard! He was so unobtrusive!
Yuchan also had black lines on her forehead, but she still smiled charmingly and said, "Then your boss must be a handsome young talent, well-dressed, well-educated in both civil and military affairs, and his family background is not ordinary?"
"He... uh! That's natural. Our boss is young and promising. He has both talent and appearance, and looks like an immortal. He is the first of the ten outstanding young people in Huang Fengling..." Wang Meng said with a smile.
"Then I can discuss the meaning of poetry and painting with him!" Yu Chan was already extremely disappointed. Just from this slovenly man, he could tell that their boss was definitely not much better, maybe he was a big black man.
A barbarian with a shirtless face and a fleshy face.
Moreover, this big man has already said that their boss is not a fun person at all, he just wants to sleep with her. Oh my god! Why did he meet such a person?
Yuchan didn't want to see the people inside. If she hadn't collected one hundred thousand gold coins, she might have turned around and left by now.
Wang Meng pushed open the red wooden door, and smiled with his big, rough face. The smile was very exaggerated. Although he thought he was very friendly, in Yu Chan's view, he just smiled like a bandit who had captured the village.
A lady can scare an average woman to tears.
Yu Chan looked at the opened door, always feeling like she was walking into a robber's den step by step.
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