"Brother Xu, I just want to listen to Miss Qin's wonderful songs. Those who don't know would think you are not a major disciple of Bingyue Sect, but a slut who came from where the slut came from. You are really... stingy!"

Sarcasm sounded from the private rooms on the second floor.

"You! Blood Sky!"

Xu Changjie's voice sounded in anger, and he directly revealed the other party's identity, "I will give out 200,000 Yuan Qi Pills!"

"I thought you were so capable, but only 200,000, Xu Changjie, are you worthy of everyone here?

It seems that your identity as a great disciple of the Bingyue Sect is not worthy of your name!"

The unshirking sarcasm sounded again, "Since the Western Frontier, your Bingyue Sect lion opened your mouth. You have been guilty of asking me for a Yuan mine in the Demon Valley and a mountain range with abundant production. Why have you become so stingy now? Could it be that your Bingyue Sect is the only one who only enters and does not leave?"

"This Blood Sky is really bullying people!"

Xue Fenghua and Xia Yuanjie were furious. They grew up in Bingyue Sect since childhood and had a deep relationship with the sect. When they heard someone insulting the master's sect by Xu Changjie, they were furious and immediately asked for a bid, but were stopped by Lin Qing.

"Senior brother, what do you mean?"

Xue Fenghua said whistlingly.

"Don't be impatient! Do you think there are no disciples of other sects in Qingfeng Tower except us and Xu Changjie?

Let them take action first, but if we can’t fight, it’s not too late for us to take action.”

Lin Qing took a while to calm Xue Fenghua and the others for a while. The thoughts in his mind flew around. From the resentment in Xue Cangqiong's words, he immediately knew that he had tore off a piece of meat from them in the Demon-Closed Valley of the Western Corridor that day, and he was immediately happy.

"Bloody Sky, you!"

In the gorgeously decorated box, Xu Changjie was so angry that he almost vomited blood. If he hadn't had the promise he had given to the third prince, he would have spent a lot of money to kill the Blood Cangqiong with the Yuanqi Pill, but now he is poor! At least he is a big disciple of the sect, he is now cyst-small and a veritable poor man, and his financial resources are not as good as the other party.

Seeing that the third prince was full of jokes, he made up his mind to watch the show and had no hope of borrowing money, Xu Changjie cursed in his heart, and his throat was blocked by him.

"It seems that I have been really praised. This great disciple of the Bingyue Sect is just a fictional reputation. Since this is the case, I will give out 300,000 yuan in Qi Pills in the Blood Sky of the Demon Valley, and ask Miss Qin to show her unique skills."

Xue Cangqiong's arrogant and domineering voice sounded again, which made Xu Changjie in the box so angry that he could no longer suppress his blood and sprayed it out.

"Brother Cangqiong is probably confused! Although Xu Changjie is my senior brother of Bingyue Sect, my senior brother has always been the best for those who are capable. His incompetence does not mean that I have no one in Bingyue Sect. Otherwise, how could my Bingyue Sect be among the top three among the seven major sects?"

Zhang Yang's heroic laughter sounded, and as soon as he spoke, Xu Changjie blew up another mouthful of blood, and even the bloody sky in the box on the second floor disappeared for a moment, his face was ugly and gloomy.

Although the Demon Valley is also a sect of ten thousand years, it has always ranked sixth among the seven major sects, and is only one of the Tianya Hai Pavilion, which is only a woman. This is the pain in the hearts of everyone in the Demon Valley. Zhang Yang did not say clearly that the Demon Valley is not as good as the Bingyue Sect, and it can be expressed clearly.

"In order to avoid someone saying that I am stingy in Bingyue Sect, I will release 400,000 Yuanqi Pills today. As for the matter of inviting Miss Qin to perform, everyone has an extraordinary background, so naturally the one who has the highest price will get it."

Zhang Yang said something and directly compared Xu Changjie. The others in the box could no longer sit still and rushed to speak: "I am a Taoist sect's 1 Yuanzi, and I have produced 450,000 Yuanqi pills."

"My Beidou Gate Beidou is not bad, and it produces 500,000 Yuanqi Pills."

"I floated clouds from the sea pavilion in the ends of the world, and 550,000 Yuan Qi Pills were produced."

...In a private room on the third floor, Xue Fenghua looked at the rich man who emerged one after another. While her eyes were lit, she turned her head and asked, "Senior Brother, why did they all come out after all the words of the show?"

"It was originally just a confrontation between Bingyue Sect and Fengmo Valley, but Zhang Yang directly raised the two sects to a battle between major forces. Most of the people sitting in the box had extraordinary origins. Whether for the sake of personal reputation or the face of the forces they were in, they had to speak out and participate in this competition."

Lin Qing explained.

"This time Qingfeng Tower made a lot of money!"

Xue Fenghua looked envious and jealous.

Looking at Manager Fang who was so smiling that he was out of sight, Lin Qing had to admit that Qingfeng Tower would really make a fortune this time, and the current bid had long exceeded the value of Qin Nu's "Go to the Garden".

"I have paid 800,000 yuan in Qi Dan. Please listen to the wonderful song of the girl in the piano."

Jiang Cheng's voice sounded at Qingfeng Tower, with a domineering and indescribable tone that overshadowed everyone for a moment. The hustle and bustle scene of the entire Qingfeng Tower was quiet as if the pause button was pressed.

"It turns out that it is the third prince. His Highness spent a lot of money to let everyone in the building know each other and listen to the supreme songs of the Qin Girl. He is really a role model for us and I am very grateful."

"Yes! The third prince is kind..." For a moment, the major forces stopped one after another. For them, the current price has long exceeded the value of a song, and it is only for one breath to hold on. Now that the royal family has come forward, no major forces have succeeded, so they will naturally stop.

Who made the Tang Dynasty the largest royal family?

Even the competition in the box is vaguely grateful to the third prince. If he hadn't come out to intervene, he would probably have a higher price. Whoever has money can't stand this kind of work.

"It's that annoying guy from the third prince!"

Xue Fenghua looked disgusted.

Lin Qing's mind changed and soon understood the third prince's plan. When the competition was at its most intense, he invited everyone here to listen to the song and make a final decision. He could not only gain a good reputation, but also quietly make friends with a large number of children of large forces. The transaction of 800,000 seems to be a loss, but in fact, for such a prince who is committed to fighting for the dragon, he is afraid that he will make a profit.

Moreover, Lin Qing also noticed that the voice of the third prince came from the private room where Xu Changjie was. In other words, these two people are together now, so there must be no good things.

In addition, the two of them were Qin Yi's opponents, but now he was wearing Lin Qing's vest and hiding in the wing room, not afraid of being spyed, just be careful and not afraid of being recognized.

Qingfeng Tower has a mysterious origin and is very powerful. He is not afraid of being found out by his identity, so Lin Qing's mind changed and he had an idea in an instant.

In the lobby, just as everyone thought the matter was settled, a faint voice suddenly sounded, "Eighty-five thousand Yuan Qi Pills."

"This man is so brave!"

"Who is this man who dares to openly oppose the third prince?"

...The lobby suddenly burst into an uproar and immediately became noisy. Whether it was sitting in the lobby on the first floor or the people in the private rooms on the second and third floors, they were all talking, guessing who was so bold that they openly refuted the third prince's face.

Some guys who were afraid of the world would be in chaos were even more excited and stared at the private room where the third prince was.

At this moment, in the box, Jiang Cheng overthrew the table with a pale complexion, allowing Zui Linglong and various spiritual fruit dishes to fall to the ground, the cup and plate were in a mess, and murderous intent was everywhere in his eyes, without a trace of emotion, and he heard it, "Nine hundred thousand Yuan Qi Pills."

"Nine hundred thousand and one vitality pill!"

A faint voice followed closely.

"This man is really impatient to live. Is this a blatant provocation and insult to the third prince?"

"Okay! I didn't expect that there are real heroes in your country who are not afraid of the powerful. My friend, Beidi Asuhan, make you a friend."

"I, Nanzhao Qionghua, are also very curious about you and hope to have a drink with you."

...The scene was even more chaotic. Whether it was the provocation of the mysterious man or the friendship between foreign envoys, it was beyond everyone's expectations. Some were excited, some were gloomy, some were worried, some were down to contemplate, and some were shocked... But without exception, they were all waiting for the development of the situation.

Waiting for the third prince to take action.

Jiang Cheng was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to cut the speaker's cramps and immediately smash the body to relieve his hatred. He was about to take action, but he remembered that this was in Qingfeng Tower. In order not to provoke this mysterious force, he could only temporarily suppress the anger in his heart and snorted coldly, "Ninety-Fifty Thousand Energy Pills."

At the same time, Xu Changjie, who received the gesture of Jiang Cheng's eyes, his voice sounded again, "Those who know the current affairs are the heroes. You should not mislead yourself, so as not to cause trouble. You don't know how to die."

"Ninety-five thousand and one Yuan Qi Pill."

Amid the shocking sound of breathing, Xu Changjie's roar came out, "You are determined to be unable to get along with my Bingyue Sect!"

"When did the Bingyue Sect become the lackey of the third prince? Could it be that he wanted to get the success of the dragon and go to the next level?

I am afraid that the ancestors of your Bingyue Sect will not agree, so they will jump out of the coffin board and kill you, a beast that is worse than pigs and dogs."

The faint sarcasm made everyone gasp.

Xu Changjie was even more anxious and angry, shocked and scared. He was so angry that he didn't give him any face. What he was afraid of was that if these words were spread, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

"waste!"

Jiang Cheng saw Xu Changjie's every move, and saw that the other party bowed his head and pretended to be a quail at this moment, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Your Excellency, since the sect, my Bingyue Sect has never participated in royal disputes. The throne has its own decision. Today, my Bingyue Sect will not be able to go in the past, not now, and not in the future. Except for the sect leader, the great elder and the saint, no one can represent the sect. Xu Changjie is unrestrained. How to choose is his own business, and there will inevitably be severe punishment for the elders of the sect, but a three-generation disciple will definitely not represent the sect."

Zhang Yang's righteous words were then passed by Lin Qing. He was not polite to Xu Changjie in his words, so angry that the latter wanted to scold but did not dare to scold him, for fear that Zhang Yang would really tell the elders of the sect about this matter. In desperation, he fainted in anger.

"It seems that Xu Changjie is really a waste. It is better for the Sect to kick this black sheep out as soon as possible, so as not to cause disaster to Bingyue Sect."

Lin Qing's words hit Zhang Yang's heart, but he did not respond, and a light of calculating flashed in his eyes.

"One million Yuan Qi Pills!"

Jiang Cheng's words came out again.

"One million and one!"

"One million and one hundred thousand!"

"One million, one million, and one!"

...No matter how much Jiang Cheng called, this mysterious man always had one more than him. He was so angry that the third prince of the Tang Dynasty was scarlet and thunder furious, smashing everything he could withered. A group of noble men hid aside with trembling fear that he would not take his anger.
Chapter completed!