The heavenly spirit grass exudes a dreamlike luster.

"Wow!"

"What a nice view!"

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Many people saw little stars in their eyes when they saw the spiritual grass today, as if they were bidding for it!

But they can't afford it at all, because they saw the rules and this time they want to buy a ton of Tianling grass!

Who can afford a ton of Tian Ling Cao?

"Mu Tianhai, are you done yet?" A cold snort came from Box 1 again.

"Haha, okay!" Mu Tianhai stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "I just want everyone present to observe this spiritual grass. Now the bidding starts, the starting price is 300 million, and each increase in price must not be less than 100 million!"

This pricing made many people feel that it was a scam, but no one dared to speak out.

"Three hundred million!" A cold voice came from Box 1: "Everyone, I am Mo Wuji from the Demon Slayer Gang in Nanyin City."

There was a hint of coldness and murderous intent in this voice, which seemed to be a warning to some hidden forces not to intervene. There was a young man standing in box number one. The man was slender, as rich as jade, and was wearing a black vest.

, the eyes are extremely clear.

His eyes showed a hint of blood red.
Chapter completed!