"well!"

Yang Feng sighed lightly and said helplessly: "After all, you are the great guardian of the Martial Arts Alliance, you are so stingy!"

Hearing words.

Leng Chan couldn't help but want to vomit blood.

Ten million per herb, Yang Feng even said he was stingy?

Damn it!

Do you think ten million is toilet paper?

Leng Chan gritted his teeth and asked, "How much does it cost?"

Yang Feng smiled and said, "The price is easy to say. A hundred-year-old herb is 100 million yuan, and so on, two-year-old herb is 200 million yuan, and three-year-old herb is 300 million yuan..."

puff!

Hearing this.

Leng Chan was so scared that he almost lost his soul!

He pointed at Yang Feng and shouted, "Yang Feng, why don't you go and grab it?"

A century-old herb costs 100 million?

You must know.

Put it outside.

Although a century-old herb is rare, it is only one million at most.

Yang Feng directly bid 100 million, which is simply a snatch!

Yang Feng rolled his eyes and said, "I'm just robbing. Do you want it?"

"you……"

Leng Chan was so angry that he almost vomited an old mouthful of blood!

Yang Feng just admitted that he was robbed.

What can you do?

Have the ability.

Don't buy it!

It was obviously spending the money by yourself.

Leng Chan felt.

I feel like being a grandson at this moment!

Can this bastard not be so mean!

Huh!

Huh!

Leng Chan took a few deep breaths.

Try to calm down your mood.

He was afraid that he would be pissed to death by Yang Feng sooner or later.

Leng Chan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll buy it!"

After saying that.

Leng Chan took out the check book, wrote down a check worth 100 million yuan and threw it over.

One hundred million is about one hundred million.

There is no more herb to replenish your energy.

I'm afraid I'll wait a moment.

I will be subjected to this huge pressure and will be directly pressed into a meat pie!

When I grabbed the Dragon Emperor's picture fragment.

All things about Yang Feng.

The money, medicinal materials, aren’t all your own!

At that time, I will make Yang Feng, the bastard, pay back all the money and interests!

Yang Feng took the check and took a look.

After confirming that there is no problem.

Throw a hundred-year-old herb over.

Leng Chan took the herbs for a hundred years and immediately threw it into his mouth to swallow it.

at this time.

Yang Feng is in a good mood.

A century-old herb, 100 million.

This comes faster than robbing money!

He asked with a smile, "Why don't you buy a little more? It's still a long way to reach the top. This herb is not enough for you!"

Hear Yang Feng's words.

Leng Chan snorted coldly, too lazy to answer.

This bastard is a pitfall.

Do you think your money was blown by the strong wind?

After eating the herbs.

Leng Chan continued to reach the top.

I saw Leng Chan catching up with him.

The ten Dharma protectors suddenly panicked.

If Leng Chan surpasses himself.

Then isn't he the last one?
Chapter completed!