Prime Minister Sun held back his anger, and bid again: "Twenty-five million!"
Ye Qing's expression remained unchanged: "Twenty-six million."
"..."
Obviously, Ye Qingluo was fighting him.
No one will let anyone.
And other rich people are also very interested in this herb.
It was just because they heard that Prime Minister Jisun wanted to be promoted to the Tianxuan Realm, and they didn't want to offend a powerful person who is the most respected Tianxuan.
But now, Ye Qingluo stood in the way.
Those rich people also tentatively started asking prices.
But for a stick of incense, the price has already reached 57 million.
Many wealthy people were sweating profusely, looking at Hui Tianyuan Youcao with extravagant expectations, but the price was really beyond their acceptable range.
In the end, what remained was the stalemate between Prime Minister Sun and Ye Qingluo.
"Sixty million!" In just three words, Prime Minister Sun could be heard gnashing his teeth.
Obviously, the current asking price has reached his bottom line.
"Sixty-one million." Ye Qingluo smiled, and added another million at a leisurely pace.
People around are talking about it.
Everyone was guessing what Ye Qingluo's identity was.
He was able to take out so many gold coins without changing his face.
Even if the richest person is here, it is impossible to take out more than 60 million gold coins without feeling sorry for him!
Does Ye Qingluo really have so many coins
There are also many people who are directly betting on the final price of Tianyuan Youcao.
Holding the hammer, the white-browed old man raised his voice, "Sixty-one million! Is there anything higher than sixty-one million? One time for sixty-one million! Six thousand..."
"Sixty-five million!"
In a tense voice, words almost popped out from between the teeth.
Prime Minister Sun's face was ashen.
He clenched his fists tightly, suppressing his furious anger.
In any case, it is absolutely not allowed to go into a rage on the spot.
When he got back Tianyuan Youcao, he could refine the elixir.
Wait until he is promoted to the Profound Sky Realm.
He has plenty of ways to make Ye Qingluo, a dead girl, feel worse than death!
This time, after hearing Prime Minister Sun's asking price, Ye Qingluo didn't immediately add another one million.
People around guessed that 65 million should be Ye Qingluo's limit.
But in the next moment, Ye Qingluo suddenly widened his eyes and blinked: "Prime Minister Sun, you are so rich~ 65 million, the treasury of Donglan Mainland probably doesn't have so many coins, right?"
As far as she knows.
Donglan Continent should not have the ability to take out 650,000 gold coins at one time.
Prime Minister Sun actually called out a price higher than that of the Donglan mainland treasury.
apparently...
Prime Minister Sun is not clean.
Everyone also thought of this during Ye Qingluo's seemingly innocent interrogation.
He looked at Prime Minister Sun with suspicion.
There were also many people from Donglan Continent present.
After Ting Wenye Qingluo's words, the expression on his face suddenly darkened.
No matter how rich a prime minister is, it is absolutely impossible for a prime minister to get 65 million gold coins at once.
Even the Qiong Yuzong of Donglan Continent may not be able to get it out.
Where did Prime Minister Sun get all this money from
The answer, if you think with your toes, you can guess it.
"You... how the real money came from has nothing to do with you!" Prime Minister Sun had a gloomy face, and his eyes were full of evil spirits.
He clenched his fists and wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead with one hand.
Ye Qingluo made a long ending sound, dragging out an "oh".
Immediately, he looked at Prime Minister Sun with a smile, and said word by word: "Sixty-six million."
"..." Prime Minister Sun nearly had a heart attack.