Chapter 388 The key moment is very reliable

   "Where did I provoke him?"

  Feng Qianwei glanced at Yun Liangze in wonder, wondering what he was all right to hum.

  She did not care about him, but looked at the big screen, keeping an eye on the rising trend of the auction price.

   "You, it's almost over, no one has your unique vision."

  Bei Chenxi saw Sheng Wuyou staring at the big screen and said with a smile.

   "Isn't it over yet? Don't panic."

   Sheng Wuyou said calmly, his tone was Gujing Wubo.

  "This violin is a good violin, but unfortunately I don't play the violin, otherwise I would buy it."

  Feng Qianwei saw that the price of the piano is still more than 30 million, which is completely incomparable with the 500 million here.

  Her money has to be spent on the blade, so naturally it can’t be wasted.

  She has a phoenix white moon flute, and other weapons in this world can't reach this sacred weapon.

   "You, would you like to buy it yourself?"

   Yun Ryazawa said gleefully, fortunately, he was not fooled to buy the bet over there.

  "Don't bully honest people, how can poor monks cheat?"

   Sheng Wuyou said solemnly.

   "This is a nice thing to say. Isn't it a good idea to buy more? When I don't know! You guys don't know how good you are."

   Yun Ryazawa saw through his thoughts, and now he buys this piano, unless it exceeds 500 million, otherwise his bet is still in vain.

   "I feel sorry for you for three seconds."

   Bei Chenxi said, the corners of her lips smile, but her smile is slightly raised.

   "Look, someone took that piano."

  Feng Qianwei saw that the number on the screen jumped a bit, and it became 50 million, but it didn't move anymore.

   "The time is up, in this game, this flute will win, and this son will shoot it."

  Nangong Ziyan announced the result of the second game. Seeing that the dust settled, the Monster Flute of the Buddha had an absolute advantage and won.

   However, the peerless host, Rong Shu, who got this thing, can be said to be unhappy.

  Originally, he didn't need to spend such a big price, but now he has paid so much to get this flute, and he is naturally unhappy.

  "Master, the demon flute is ready, what are you worried about?"

  Gu Daixiao saw that the master was unhappy, so he quickly coaxed.

  Rong Shu calmed down, wearing a white robe, like a cloud, leaning lightly by the Xuan window, giving people a feeling of being away from the mortal world.

  He got the Float Demon Flute, placed it in his hand, and took out his own flute. A burst of purple light flowed out of his flute, wrapping the Fanta Demon Flute.

  After a while, the two flutes merged into one, and they didn't seem to have changed from before, except that there was a faintly faintly demon.

   "I won this bet, haha! I am so happy!"

   Gu Daixiao said happily, and the miserable Rong Shu and Sheng Wuyou in the other room were melancholy like a river of spring water.

   "These people are so ignorant, it really disappoints me."

Sheng Wuyou said bitterly.

   "Very good! Very good!"

   Yun Liangze saw Sheng Wuyou's look, and felt very relieved.

  "Girl wind, the poor monk will look at your face, the red luan and peach blossoms match each other, fate marriage is very expensive, and there are many good matches. In the future, you must keep your eyes open and choose well."

   Sheng Wuyou said to Feng Qianwei, this sudden fortune-telling really caught her off guard, looking confused, not knowing what it meant.

   "Hey, don't bring this, my sister-in-law belongs to my brother. You, who do you want to fool her to? I'm not the first one!"

   Bei Chenxi immediately exploded her hair. In the face of such a big problem, she resolutely stood by her brother.

   "Sure enough, at the critical moment, my sister is still reliable."

   Yun Ryozawa was very moved, thinking that this is what a sister should look like.

   "Even if my brother is unreliable, sister-in-law, you still have me! Don't worry, marry into our house and don't care about my brother's second stupid son."

   Bei Chenxi held Feng Qianwei's hand, her tone of voice was extremely sincere.

   "North! Chen! Xi!"

   Yun Liangze gritted his teeth.

  (End of this chapter)