Luo Chen said with a smile.

"good!"

The other party actually agreed directly! Then the phantom dispersed directly.

These two people are joking no matter how they look at it.

One cost 30 million tons of gold.

One wants to sell the position of the vice president! This is not true no matter how you look at it! "Young Master, if you can't bring out so much gold tomorrow, I'm afraid that only the realm master can protect you."

The Ninth Elder was in a cold sweat.

"I said I wanted to buy it."

"But young master, we don't have that much gold at all!"

The Hao clan cannot even take out 10 million tons of gold, and now the Hao clan is going to be destroyed. Where can Luo Chen get so much gold?

"How many tons of gold do you think the Hao clan is worth?"
Chapter completed!