Chapter 731: Centennial Shenwu (3)

"Yang seniors don't have to worry about it, the teacher said, as long as you agree, he must offer millions of gold coins, and will never let you suffer." Shen Yifeng laughed at the yin and yang, Junya was awkward at this moment, and the flesh seemed to convulsion. With.
Yang Qiong’s face is ugly, and the millions of gold coins look a lot. But the one hundred years of their Qinglong family’s 100-year-old Wu was not photographed.
Tens of millions of gold coins are considered to be few. More are the treasures that are hard to find in the world. The value of a hundred years of martial arts is immeasurable, especially for a few million gold coins.
Shen Yifeng actually said that a few million gold coins, but also said that Yang Qiong suffered losses, this is simply a joke.
Millions of gold coins, even one-tenth of a hundred years of God Wu can not buy!
Only the person with such a thick face like Shen Yifeng can squint his face without any guilty conscience, but instead has a look of "the price is very fair."
Yang Qiong is angry and annoyed.
The words of Shen Yifeng are like hitting his face. How can their Qinglong family lack the millions of gold coins in that area?
"Do not laugh, the 100-year-old of the Qinglong family has always been auctioned to the auction house. If your master is really interested, at the time of the 100-year Shenwu auction, I will send someone to post and invite him to bid together." There was a three-point anger, and Yang Qiong was so stunned by the younger generation of Shen Yifeng, how could he get him.
"The rules are determined. Since the 100-year-old Shenwu is the possession of the Qinglong family, the Yang predecessors are the owners of the Qinglong family. This century-old martial arts is not yours, but why should he care about him? If not Yang’s predecessors May the seller face this face?" Shen Yi was so cold that he lifted his master, and Yang Qiong’s face instantly became pale.
Yang Qionggang wanted to speak. A middle-aged man standing next to Yang Qiong immediately said: "Yi Feng Xiaoxiao is joking. How can this trouble you bother with your master? It’s just that a hundred years of Shenwu has been forged, but it has not been set up. Nuclear, not a finished product, I can't wait until we find the right magic core, and then give it to your master after it is completed. If the money is not money, this is a small matter, and the right is our Qinglong family to give you the master. A gift is."
The middle-aged man who spoke was the father of Yang Xi, the third son of Yang Qiong.
Shen Yifeng smiled and looked at Yang Xiaodao: "Since the uncle has said so kindly, the younger generation is not good at deducting. I will return to the government to tell the teacher later. I would like to thank the uncle and Yang’s predecessors. kindness."
The original millions of gold coins were saved at once, and Shen Yifeng was not polite enough to be polite.
Shen Yanxiao was really speechless. Yang Xi’s temper and Yang Qiong were somewhat similar, but they were completely different from his relative Yang Lan.
This Yang Lan is too good to talk, and directly sent a hundred years of God to give people?
It is the master of Shen Yifeng. What kind of person is it? Why are the two fathers and sons of Yang Qiong and Yang Qi so fearful, even at the expense of breaking the precedent and giving away the centuries-old gods?
"You're welcome, I will ask you a good master." Yang Xiao smiled and said, polite.
Shen Yifeng is not arrogant, and the purpose has been reached. He got up and perfunctored a word, and led the chain to follow the swaying of Yang Qiong Yang and his father and son.
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The update is late, but I said that unless I can't write it, I will finish the eight chapter update, so don't worry.
There are also two chapters.