The next morning, the auction hall was immediately filled with countless players as soon as it opened. Most of them were watching the fun, and those who were truly capable of taking this city building token would know that they were definitely the real people who dominated the country without thinking.

When the madman walked to the auction table with an expressionless face, the auction hall was still filled with smoke, but they all became quiet. Countless pairs of eyes looked at a crazy man with a dead face.

Everyone knows the name of a madman, but no one can find out his true background.

"The city building token, the base price is 30 million gold coins, the auction begins."

The madman never said a word. A small sign, a sky-high price that shocked ordinary people. However, none of the people present thought the price was outrageous, and there was no exclamation. Players watching the fun frequently looked up and looked at the people who were most likely to get this city-building token.

"300 million gold coins!!"

After a brief silence, a somewhat obscure voice sounded from the front row, and a fat man with eyes wide eyes raised the number plate in his hand. He quoted ten times the base price at one time. He did not show a smug expression on his face, but quickly scanned the surroundings.

The rich Chinese country, a big fat man who has never been ranked in the money rankings, was "obsessed with money". He could already say that money is just a bunch of numbers to him, and his emperor-like status and glory were what he once dared to think in his dreams. Therefore, he was bound to win this token. Once he lost this time, he might never have the next chance.

300 million gold coins! 300 million were spent without hesitation in order to build a city! The scene finally became a little confused. Countless players watching the live broadcast were even more shocked.

Sky-high price... This is the real sky-high price. Compared with that, the token of Jiangang that once caused a war at auction is no different from rags.

"Three hundred million!" This time the offer was Maple Ye Haoran. His appearance made God's Hand frown, and he was even more convinced that this city-building token was not from Fengcheng.

"Three hundred and fifty million!!" After God's hand raised the sign in his hand with a steady offer.

"Three Sixty million!"

"Three hundred and eighty million..."

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There is no doubt that this is the first auction of a city building token in the world. The terrifying price shocked the whole world. The outrageous price can be described as incomprehensible.

"The Chinese are so rich."

"But this price...good my god."

"Hey, I don't know how many poor children can save this money..."

"When will I have such a city building token? God, that's simply a huge treasure."

The price is still surging, and the one who is always fighting for it is still God's hand, and Maple Leaf Haoran is jealous of money. The offer that is ten times the reserve price is jealous of money, which directly scares away most people who want to try it out, and keep silent and watch the changes.

Finally, when the price rose to 450 million, the Maple Leaf Gang withdrew from the competition, leaving only the temptation to see money and the realm of the gods who were also determined to win.

"Five hundred million gold coins!!"

Tiansha Fengyun, who had been silent, suddenly stood up. This price also represents the offer in the realm of the gods. His eyes swept around and finally froze on the body when he saw the money, and his sinister eyes shot out naked.

"520 million!!" Seeing that money was jealous, it seemed as if he had not seen his warning gaze at all, and he still had a plain offer.

"Five Thirty-Three million!" Tianshafengyun's eyes became colder and colder, and even murderous intent appeared.

In terms of financial resources, he will definitely be more jealous of money than Tiansha, and may even be more than the Tiansha Organization and Duanmu Family combined. As a wealthy Chinese, his power is definitely not simple. Therefore, he is not afraid of the threat of Tiansha Gang.

In a corner of the auction hall where almost no one noticed, Feng Xiao frowned and looked calmly at the sight of money, and snorted coldly: "The fat man in the way."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly widened, and a strange colorless light shot out from his eyes, directly shooting at Qian's eyes.

When he was about to raise the sign and quote, his eyes suddenly became stiff when he saw the money. His eyes became blank, and his movements were completely frozen there, as if he had lost his soul.

Feng Xiao withdrew his gaze, smiled coldly and left the auction hall. What he had just cast was the soul-type forbidden spell "Soul-Surface Eyes" that he had never used before, and successfully erased the memory of the time he had seen money. The whole process did not attract anyone's attention.

"Five Thirty Millions First Time..."

"Five 300 million second time!"

All his eyes shot at the sight of money, but he showed that he raised his right arm halfway up and stared at the front in a daze. The expression seemed to be confused, and he seemed to be hesitating.

"The third time of 530 million! The deal!"

The madman knocked the hammer in his hand, and the golden sign flew into the sky. At the same time, the 530 million gold coins that did not deduct any system taxes were automatically transferred to the madman.

God's hand breathed a long sigh of relief. The price was barely within their tolerance. The city building token had been obtained, and seeing that the money was jealous of money was no longer important, he nodded to Tianshafengyun and left the auction hall.

Seeing that money was jealous, he had been keeping that movement for a long time. He trembled all over until the crowd was almost dispersed, as if he was awakened from his sleep. He looked around in confusion and soon recognized that this was the auction hall. He couldn't help but say to himself: "Strange, why am I here?"

The 530 million gold coins he had just obtained were immediately released by the madman. Not only did all kinds of officials and guards need to pay their salaries, but the millions of people who originally belonged to Leicheng also needed money to make the basis for their life and exhibitions. While they were grateful, they all secretly vowed that they would return the gift of Emperor Feng ten or a hundred times in the future.

Seeing Feng Xiaohou, the madman said a few more words.

"There will be too many gold coins in the future, and I... can't control it."

The maximum gold coins that players can carry is one billion. This is enough for ordinary players no matter what. But for the entire Fengcheng... once it is expanded, it is far from enough. Even yesterday, the gold coins earned from the teleportation array alone was as many as millions, and this number will only increase and not decrease for a long time.

"Let's do it first, let's talk about it later." Feng Xiao waved his hand and the madman nodded and left.

He didn't think about the question raised by the madman. He slowed down his breath and made his voice as soft as possible: "Wan'er, are you in a better mood?"

During the whole day yesterday, a strong sense of sadness was entrenched in his mind. It was not until today that he faded a little.

"Yes," Xuanyuan Wan'er replied softly.

"Wan'er..." Feng Xiao said softly: "No matter how difficult the difficulties we are about to face, even if it is really a condition that cannot be completed no matter what, at least I must let me know what the condition is? OK?"

"No...no...don't ask anymore, really don't ask me anymore."

The crying sounded again, and she seemed to have tasted despair again, shook her head desperately, and shook her head again.

Feng Xiao sat on the imperial chair weakly and sighed helplessly. "Okay, I won't ask anymore. When my little fairy Wan'er wants to say it one day, she will take the initiative to tell me, okay?"

Perhaps, that is really a condition that will never be achieved. Otherwise, how could Xuanyuan Wan'er not even have the courage to say it out loud?

"Um……"

"Brother Feng..." She called out softly.

"Um?"

"Maybe, it's enough. Perhaps the current form of Xuanyuan Sword is enough to defeat the Demon Lord and save the heavenly realm."

Defeat the Demon Lord and save the heavenly world...

Feng Xiao nodded and said with a smile: "I can."

Where is the Demon Lord? Is it really on the earth? Where is the heaven? He didn't ask, because he knew that Xuanyuan Wan'er would never know these questions. Since she left the purgatory of reincarnation, she seems to have been in this reincarnation world. She can't find her way, let alone her retreat. And herself is the only reason for her existence.

What exactly is the last seal of the Xuanyuan Sword?!??

The conditions that can make Xuanyuan Wan'er not have the courage to say it... Could it be...

Your own life!?

Feng Xiao quickly shook his head and drove away this ridiculous and terrible idea.
Chapter completed!