Fierce bidding

"Four million going once ... Four million going twice ..." Zeng Zhengping could also tell that Ling Chuxi was probably out of money, so he increased the speed of his bidding.

"Wait," Ling Chuxi glared at Yuwen Siyuan and Zeng Zhengping angrily and unwillingly. Then, she quickly walked to Ling Yitong's side and used telepathy to say something.

Ling Yitong's expression froze for a moment, and then she revealed a look of embarrassment. After a long while, she hesitantly handed a storage bag over to Ling Chuxi.

There was a seal on the storage bag. For a moment, no one knew what was inside. They could only hear Ling Yimo's muffled voice."Chuxi ... This is my master ... If ... Then I ..."

"Eight million!" Ling Chuxi patted Ling Yixin's shoulder, turned around, and with a wave of her arm, four million five-colored spirit stones appeared on the competition stage in front of her.