Super Three-child Dad: Sign In To Become the Richest Man

"Fan, why don't I wait to open my eyes and see the magic circle?" Sun Feixiong asked.

"good!"

Fan Qiusheng pinched the tactics with both hands, his internal strength surged, and he stomped his foot suddenly: "Pardon!"

I saw black and white air waves rising from both sides of the mirror.

The air and waves are intertwined, turning into two small dragons, one black and one white, galloping in the clouds and mist.

"The dragon is the supreme, and the fortune is long."

"With this treasure, if the house has dragon veins, it will be safe and prosperous."

Fan Qiusheng caressed Xu Hao.

"Sure enough, it is a fetish!"

"It's a pity that I don't have this blessing as a hostess." Ding Ye sighed.

"Master Ding, this is one of them."

"This treasure has a second benefit."

"The person of Debao can draw the yin to yang dragon qi from it every day, which can not only cure diseases, but also enhance dantian qi."

"It's a rare practice, a magic weapon for town house."

"Let's put it this way, with this mirror, your home is Kunlun Mountain, and cultivation will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

When Fan Qiusheng said this, he leaned in front of the mirror and took a deep breath.

No one had seen such treasures, and they were all tempted for a while.

Sun Feixiong quietly looked at Jiang Han.

Jiang coldly smiled coldly.

This mirror is compelling, and it is clearly something of evil cultivation.

Ordinary people have to confess, and sooner or later they will be ruined.

Obviously, Sun Feixiong came to the routine.

Sun Feixiong is the only son, and the grandfather of the Sun family can't help but feel weak.

He has long been in charge of all matters in the family.

If Sun Feixiong can be trapped, the Sun family's wealth will be Fan Qiusheng's pocket.

It's not like selling a piece of jade and earning a little money.

But this face is indeed a good thing.

Aside from other things, it is at least good for Lu Xiaomi's home.

"Everyone, as Ding Ye's special appraiser, Fan can only say so much."

Fan Qiusheng bowed his hands and sat down again.

"Hey!"

"It's really rare to be able to cure diseases, cultivate, and support people."

"Seriously, I am tempted."

"It's a pity that there are rules. I can't play, but it's a pity."

"Looking back, whoever bought it, if you are tired of having fun, you can change hands to Ding."

Ding Ye got up to help sing a promise.

As the owner of Mingyue Pavilion, according to the rules, he can only play games, not participate in the treasure hunt.

With his shout, the people present became more and more impatient.

"Lao Zhou, you can still afford 500 million, or you can buy it." Song Ziyi was a little moved.

"You can't believe what the quack warlock said, so let's wait and see first."

Zhou Lao was very knowledgeable and shook his head immediately.

"I'll give out 500 million, nothing else, just to keep the house safe."

Someone underneath is calling for a price.

However, the price is too high.

Song Ziyi didn't make a move, and the others didn't dare to make a move. They all focused on Sun Feixiong.

Apart from Song Ziyi, the one sitting here is rich and powerful.

"Five hundred million once!"

"Five hundred million twice!"

Ding Ye still smiled openly.

But the anxiety of his pupils flashed away, and he couldn't hide it from Jiang Han's eyes.

Jiang Han vaguely touched the bottom of this group.

Ding Ye, Fan Qiusheng, and Ping Shao should be in a group.

Especially that Ping Shao should be Ding Ye's trust.

"Young Master Sun, don't come back when the opportunity is not to be missed!"

"If you want Sun Jiafuze to stretch, this treasure must not be put away."

Seeing Sun Feixiong indifferent, Fan Qiusheng was a little anxious.

"Five hundred million!"

Sun Feixiong finally waited for Jiang Han's hint and spoke.

"Is there anything higher than 500 million?" Ding Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Sun Feixiong didn't start, this game would be a no-brainer today.

"Five hundred and fifty million!"

Someone is following the price.

"Yunzhou old three, five hundred and fifty million, is there any higher?" Ding Ye asked again.

Just as Sun Feixiong was about to shout again, the old Zhou on the side spoke: "It's not easy for the ancestors to fight the country, young people, it is better to be cautious."

Zhou's name is Zhou Da, and he is upright.

Just now, Sun Feixiong offered a price for Song Ziyi. He was grateful, so he spoke to persuade him.

But this is breaking the rules.

To see through is not to say, but to buy and sell is based on vision.

Zhou Da, this is the pot of Lord Ding.

"This old gentleman, may I ask Gao's name."

Lord Ding's eyes narrowed.

Anyone who knows him knows that he is angry.

"Old man Zhou Da!" Zhou Da said proudly.

"It turned out to be Beizhou Master Hong Quanzhou, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

"Older Zhou, is my Mingyue Pavilion tea not fragrant?"

Ding Ye put his fingers on the emerald green playing with a cold sneer.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and slapped his palm on the table.

boom!

The tea bowl on the table rose into the sky, whirling like a top and flew towards Zhou Daji.

Everyone was shocked.

No one thought that Lord Ding had such skill.

"Master Ding offers tea, how dare you be an old man!"

Zhou Da is not a vegetarian either.

Seeing the tea bowl pierced through the air, the voice was loud, knowing that the other party's skill is profound, and he dared not to underestimate it immediately.

With full strength in his right hand, he waved the pipa on the back of his hand and patted it heavily on the tea bowl.

This tea bowl is like a great tripod, and it is extremely heavy.

The strength of the rotation is sharper than that of a knife. Under this shot, a tiny bloodstain was scratched on the back of the callused hand.

boom!

With Zhou Da's strength, the tea bowl flew back again.

On the bright side, they looked like they were half-and-five, so they wouldn't lose face.

Lord Ding was furious.

He originally thought that Zhou Da would be wise to catch this cup of tea.

Unexpectedly, the old thing actually dialed back again, wanting to see a high and low.

"You ungrateful animal."

Ding Ye's face was gloomy, his palms shook like a snake, and he pushed the tea bowl with his palm.

Dululu!

The tea bowl spins frantically, and once again whizzes towards Zhou Da.

Zhou Da looked solemn.

With ten percent of his internal power, he buckled his five fingers into claws directly towards the tea cup.

This time the tea cup was as heavy as Mount Tai.

With this touch, his fingers almost broke.

After all, the old man is a master of internal training. He took a step backwards into a lunge.

Rao is so, only this one.

The dark energy on the tea cup has poured into the meridians, severely injuring the lungs, and the throat is sweet.

Elder Zhou already knew that Lord Ding's strength was already close to the great accomplishment of internal refining, and he was definitely not what he could match.

"What, do you want to drink or not now?"

Ding Ye deliberately humiliated Zhou Da, demonstrating the authority of Mingyue Pavilion.

Zhou Da's blood was tumbling, and he was already speechless.

"Master Ding, Master Zhou is here for the first time, and I don't understand the rules here. I'll drink this cup of tea for him."

Song Ziyi saw Zhou Da's face turn blue and his breath was short-lived. Knowing that he was injured, Song Ziyi hurriedly held the tea cup with a smile.

"What if I must drink this old man today?"

Ding Ye sneered, his eyes full of murderous intent.

He has never been a good crop.

Good crops can't do this kind of business.

To him, killing was just a nod.

In Dongzhou, he can't afford to give anybody face.

Song Ziyi was startled, and smiled even more: "Master Ding..."

Before the words were over, Lord Ding looked up and roared like a lion.

"Drink!"

"puff!"

Zhou Da, who was originally injured and couldn't even speak, could not withstand this powerful internal force, and the blood that was suppressed in his throat spurted out.

Ooh!

Zhou Da snorted, clutching his chest and almost fainted.

"Old Zhou!"

Song Ziyi quickly supported him and sat down in a chair.

"Ha ha!"

Ding Ye laughed loudly.

"Toast and not eat fine wine!"

"Everyone, the rules of Mingyue Pavilion are written on the large entrance plaque. If anyone is uninterested, this old man will be his fate." Ding Ye pointed to Zhou Da, arrogantly arrogant and domineering.

This business involves whether he can annex the entire Sun family's tens of billions of assets.

Whoever blocks will die!

Ding Ye swept around, and from everyone's eyes, he saw fear.

Well, this is what he likes.

The business had to go on. He flicked his cuffs and held the two Universe Beads before sitting down.

The buttocks had not yet been sitting next to each other, and a relaxed, joking voice rang from underneath.

"Excuse me, is there any tea?"