Chapter 1544: Fire Spirit

But soon they thought of another thing.
How can people who can afford clothes worth two to three billion be mediocre?
The Tianjiao who had mocked Ye Hao just now watched Ye Hao's look become terrified.
Ye Hao looked at the Tianjiao playfully, "Have you ever heard a word?"
"What's the matter?"
"Low-key is the most arrogant display." Ye Hao said, patting Tianjiao's shoulder, "Don't think Tianjiao is great. In this golden age, even a giant can do anything?"
When the words fell, Ye Hao raised his feet and walked towards a piece of ore in the distance.
The misty boy froze.
Ye Hao doesn't understand the rules, right?
Just help him out just now, but he didn't even have a thank you?
When the museum saw the expression of the ethereal son, he secretly conveyed sound to Ye Hao, "Ye Tian, ​​do you want to thank the ethereal son?"
What the museum did not expect was that Ye Hao pointed to a piece of ore in front of him, "You bought this piece of ore."
"What?" As soon as the pavilion was startled, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
Is there a treasure in this ore?
The museum quickly ran over.
"Boss, how do you sell this ore?"
The chubby boss smiled and said, "The ore here is clearly priced, and the fancy piece of ore you see is 32 million."
The boss did not ask for price.
His storefront needs a reputation.
Moreover, no one wants to offend the treasure hunter.
"Here you are." Guanguan handed the boss a Qiankun bag.
Boss Shen Nian swept and asked, "Do I need to cut?"
The museum looked at Ye Hao.
Ye Hao's mind moved a few lines on the ore.
"Cut along the line above." Ye Hao calmly said.
In fact, Ye Hao's mind can be cut.
But the ore was purchased by the museum.
It's a bit inappropriate if you cut yourself.
The museum held a knife in his hand and cut a knife along the line that Ye Hao said.
One flame after another poured out all around.
"Flamestone."
"This is the ultimate firestone."
"If it were a whole piece, I would be afraid to sell hundreds of millions of dollars."
"According to the line drawn above, this flame stone has two-thirds, but even two-thirds are worth 70-80 million."
"Doubled."
"I made 30 to 40 million in an instant."
The arrogance of the scene at this moment is full of envy.
Can't you envy?
How long have they accumulated hundreds of millions of net worth?
But in a blink of an eye, they made 30 to 40 million yuan.
After the museum cut all the rock layers around the flame stone, it was found that the line drawn by Ye Hao was extremely accurate.
It's as if Ye Hao can see through the location of the flame stone.
How is it possible?
Are the rock formations invisible?
The pavilion can only be attributed to Ye Hao's treasure hunt far above himself.
"Miss Guanguan, why don't you sell this flame stone to me." The chubby boss said with a smile. "This flame stone can be auctioned for 130 million, so I will give you 13200 How about it?"
The museum was startled, "You don't have to give such a high price?"
"Do not hide the lady, there is a sect that needs flame stone very much, I can change my hand and earn a little money." The chubby boss said frankly.
Guanguan naturally does not believe that the boss said he can only make a little money.
But this has nothing to do with her.
She only knew she was enough.
While the museum was hesitant, Ye Hao said, "Are you going to sell this flame stone?"
"I'm thinking." The museum said honestly.
"If it is only two or three times the rate of return, do you think I need to take you so many times?" Ye Hao shook his head slightly.
The complexion's complexion could not help changing.
But no matter how she studied, she found that it was just a flaming stone.
Seeing the look of the museum, Ye Hao stepped forward and shattered the flame stone with a slap in the look of the audience.
Lao Zhang's mouth twitched hard.
He wanted to ask Ye Hao if he had a brain pump?
The firestone worth hundreds of millions is ruined if it is destroyed?
What do you think?
In fact, not only did Zhang think so, there was one monk in the field, and all thought so.
"Young Master Ye, this is you."
But after asking this sentence in the museum, she suddenly found a piece of energy peeled from the broken flame stone, and then the energy gathered at a speed visible to the human figure.
The moment when the figure was formed filled a monstrous power.
This power changed the arrogance of the field.
"Firestone gave birth to souls."
"Fire Spirit."
"This fire spirit has grown to the point of high order of immortal respect."
"How do I think this fire spirit's life essence is higher than mine?"
"Is this Fire Spirit's future achievement higher than mine?" Tianjiao in the field exclaimed.
Ye Hao pointed to the Fire Spirit Road, "There is no problem for this Fire Spirit to grow to the middle level of the Fairy King, and it has now grown to the High Rank of the Fairy King. How much do you think this Fire Spirit is worth?"
How much is it worth?
Valuable!
"Miss Guanguan, how do you sell this fire spirit to me?" The ethereal boy said softly, "The price is whatever you want."
Guanguan gently shook his head and said, "When it comes to the fairy king, I will definitely not sell it."
Not to mention that this fire spirit can grow to the middle level of the fairy king in the future.
The value of this fire spiritism must be more than 10 billion.
"Don't you need money to gamble on stones?" Ye Hao stunned.
"But this is a fairy-level fire spirit." The pavilion said softly.
"You mean you won't sell?"
"Yes."
"Then I didn't pick you for nothing?"
"This one."
Don't know how to answer?
Does she want to say that you are a white pick?
"Come on, I'll do good things in the end." Ye Hao said, pointing to a piece of ore not far away, "You bought this piece of ore."
The pavilion quickly looked at the boss.
When the boss was about to say the price, a voice rang throughout the audience.
"Boss, I bought this ore."
The boss looked at the person in amazement.
I saw the person wearing a war armor and a war sword hanging over his waist, accompanied by a scarred man, and came slowly.
His eyebrows are beautiful, his eyes are full of glory, and his hands are full of majesty.
"Zhu Yun." Guanguan frowned.
The boss's face changed even more.
Who is Zhu Yun?
The son of the Lord of the Happy City.
Who dares to offend Xiaoyao City?
"Why? Don't sell it?" Zhu Yun saw a sharp edge in his eyes when he saw the boss not speaking.
"Sell," the boss said hurriedly.
The identity of the museum is very expensive.
The problem is that this is Happy City.
Furthermore, he would rather offend the gentleman than the villain.
The pavilion doesn't stab himself secretly, but Suzaku stabs himself in minutes.
"Zhu Gongzi, I took this ore first." Guanguan also knew that the boss was not to blame, so he pointed his finger at Zhu Yun.
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