Chapter 573: You, the little city lord, live a miserable life

"A million mysterious crystals!"
"1.3 million!"
"1500000!"
...
Just a few minutes later, the ground fire was fired to three million Xuanjing.
Although Mu Yu's torch the next day is already a quasi-sky fire.
But if you want to truly break into the sky fire, you still need to continue to devour the positive fire.
This ray of ground fire can just serve as a nourishment to the flame of the next day.
"Eight million!"
After Mu Yu thought about it, he directly increased the price by 5 million.
Suddenly, there was much silence in the auction venue.
"This kid, will you bid, how can you add so much at once?"
An older alchemist shook his head, complaining.
He loved the fire so much that he let him continue to raise prices on the basis of eight million yuan, apparently without such financial resources.
"Ten million!"
At first glance, it was Mu Yu's bid, and Han Yibang, the owner of the small box sitting in the ground, immediately followed the increase.
For him, being able to make Mu Yu unsatisfactory is more important than getting ground fire.
"Mu Yu, I follow you to the end, in front of me, you don't want to get the ground fire."
Han Yibang shouted loudly, and declared war on Mu Yu.
"Twenty million!"
Mu Yu was not shocked and quoted again.
As soon as the price was quoted, the scene became loud.
Although the ground fire is precious, but 20 million Xuanjing bought a group of intermediate ground fire, it is really worthless.
Han Yibang's face was red and his fists were tight. He could never have imagined before, and Mu Yu could bid 20 million.
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This price is far higher than his estimate.
If the purchase of land sparks too much Xuan Jing, then I am afraid that the good things behind him have missed him.
However, he just announced that Mu Yu had declared war in front of everyone, so how could he concede so easily?
"Two thousand ... 21 million!"
Han Yibang shouted with his teeth gritted. After he shouted, he felt a pain in his heart.
"I said, Master Shaocheng, you are too far off to increase the price, it is a shame to your identity."
Mu Yu's voice was a little ironic, and all of a sudden made everyone burst into laughter.
"What? Could you be afraid?"
When Han Yibang saw Mu Yu say this, he subconsciously thought that Mu Yu was afraid, and immediately became arrogant.
However, just halfway through, Mu Yu's voice directly made him chop the rest.
"thirty million!"
Mu Yu's offer again, this price was so high that everyone was dumbfounded, thinking that they heard it wrong.
"Little city master, I will not compete with you anymore. As long as you pay a higher price than me, this fire will be given to you." Mu Yu said lightly.
Nima!
How could Han Yibang tremble in the box, asking him to pay a higher price than 30 million?
Even if he can afford it, if his father knows that the price of more than 30 million yuan bought a mid-range ground fire, he must not smash his butt.
Although his heart was extremely angry, in the end he was silent and did not speak again.
After Mu Yu photographed the fire, he sighed: "Even more than 30 million are taken out. You, the master of this little city, live a very poor life."
Mu Yu's words, like a knife again, slammed into Han Yibang's heart.
"Wow!"
Such humiliation caused him to spit out a mist of blood, and the whole person was lying weakly on the master chair.
"Mu Yu, wait with me!" Han Yibang resentfully said.
The next few items auctioned, Mu Yu's interest was not great.
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