"Senior Yang don't worry, the family teacher said, as long as you agree, he will definitely give you a million gold coins, and he will definitely not let you suffer." Shen Yifeng's smile was weird, but Junya made people feel creepy at this moment, and her skin and flesh seemed to twitch.

Yang Qiong's face was extremely difficult to see, these millions of gold coins looked like a lot, but the hundred-year-old divine martial arts of their Qinglong family were not auctioned for a sky-high price?

Tens of millions of gold coins are considered to be less, more are rare treasures in the world in exchange, the value of a hundred years of divine martial arts is immeasurable, especially a few million gold coins can be sent away?

Shen Yifeng was embarrassed to say millions of gold coins, and said that otherwise Yang Qiong would suffer, which was simply a joke.

Millions of gold coins, not even a tenth of a hundred years of Shenwu can be bought!

Only a cheeky person like Shen Yifeng can lick his face and say that he has no heart, but has an expression of "the price is very fair".

Yang Qiong was angry and annoyed.

Shen Yifeng's words seemed to be a slap in the face, how could their Qinglong family lack that few million gold coins?

"Don't be joking, the Qinglong family's hundred-year-old Shenwu has always been auctioned by the auction house, if your master is really interested, at the time of the hundred-year Shenwu auction, I will definitely send someone to send a post and invite him to bid together." The mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger, Yang Qiong was so disgusted by Shen Yifeng, a junior, how could he let him go.

"The rules are confirmed, since the hundred-year-old Shenwu is the property of the Qinglong family, and Senior Yang is the head of the Qinglong family, the ownership of this hundred-year-old Shenwu is not up to you, so why bother talking about him? If it weren't for Senior Yang's reluctance to sell the face of the teacher? Shen Yifeng coldly lifted out his master, and Yang Qiong's face instantly became a little pale.

As soon as Yang Qiong wanted to speak, a middle-aged man standing beside Yang Qiong immediately said: "Little nephew Yifeng, how can you bother your master to come forward in this matter, it's just that although the hundred-year-old Shenwu has been forged, it has not yet been inlaid with a suitable magic core, and it is not a finished product, I think it is better to wait until we find the right magic core and build it completely, and then give it to your master?" As for whether the money is money or not, this is a trivial matter, and it should be a gift from our Qinglong family to your master. ”

The middle-aged man who spoke was Yang Xi's father, Yang Kai, Yang Qiong's third son.

Shen Yifeng chuckled, looked at Yang Kai and said: "Since my uncle has said so politely, it is not easy for the junior to refuse, I will go back to the house later to tell the family teacher about this matter, I will thank my uncle and Senior Yang for their kindness first." ”

The original millions of gold coins were saved all of a sudden, and Shen Yifeng didn't even respond politely.

Shen Yanxiao was really speechless, Yang Xi's temperament was somewhat similar to Yang Qiong, but it was completely different from his father Yang Kaike.

This Yang Kai is inevitably too easy to speak, and he directly gave away a hundred years of Shenwu?

But Shen Yifeng's master, who is it, why are even Yang Qiong and Yang Kai, father and son, so afraid, and even do not hesitate to break the precedent and give away the century-old Shenwu?

"You're welcome, wait for me to ask your master hello." Yang Kai opened his mouth with a smile, polite and polite.

Shen Yifeng was not verbose, the goal had been achieved, he got up and thanked him perfunctorily, and then led the chain of various entourages to swagger away from under the noses of Yang Qiong and Yang Kai.

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The update is late, but I said that unless I really can't write it, I'll finish the eight chapters as late as I want, so don't worry.

There are two more chapters.