The glory of the king: the almighty Li Bai

Chapter 307 Dark Elf Slave!

Chapter 340 Seven Dark Elf Slaves!
"A male from the three-eyed Chimu tribe, worth [-] gold coins. Bid now!" The purple-clothed man turned around and smiled at the crowd: "The three-eyed Chimu tribe has the strength to rank among the top [-] bronze monsters when they become adults."

"I'll offer one hundred thousand!!!" A potbellied man waved his hand, obviously he was also a chaebol, and he didn't care about money at all.

"You're sick!"

Sure enough, after the potbellied man told the price of [-] gold coins, a thin old man glanced at his mouth: "[-] gold coins can buy two bronze-rank dead soldiers."

The potbellied man grinned: "I'm rich, I don't care!!!"

Feng Wanli glanced at the man with a big belly, and then touched his chin.

"One hundred thousand gold coins, does anyone else want to increase the price?" The man in purple turned around and asked everyone.

Everyone looked at each other, although the net worth was quite high, the key point was that this bronze-eyed stranger was not worth the price, and everyone was not as stupid and rich as the potbellied man, so after waiting for a while, no one began to bid.

Seeing this scene, the man in purple turned around and said to the guard behind him, "Drag this three-eyed Chimu clansman to the back, and send it over when Boss Zhang leaves."

"Yes!"

A guard in purple armor pulled the three-eyed Akagi clan, the iron chain of the pipa bone locked behind him, and walked out of the house.

"Hehe, let's bid for the second alien now!"

The purple-clothed man turned around and pointed to another strong man with a red body, and explained: "The underground lava man has the strength of the top [-] bronze monsters. He is good at earth-type fire-type magic, and his physical quality is extremely strong!"

"The base price is [-] gold coins, and each increase is no less than [-] gold coins!" The man in purple turned slightly sideways and said to everyone.

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, and thought to himself: "Underground lava man, hearing his name, can he survive in lava?"

"One hundred thousand gold coins!" The potbellied middle-aged man waved his hand and spoke first.

Rou Zhi pouted, and said with a smile: "This person is really stupid and has a lot of money, he doesn't take money seriously."

Feng Wanli waved his hand and nodded: "For this kind of big chaebol, a dozen or 20 is not a trivial matter."

"Since Boss Zhang is so generous, I won't argue with Boss Zhang too much!"

"Boss Zhang likes it, so I won't steal it from you!!"

. . . . . .

All the big bosses didn't fight for it, and actually gave the underground lava man to Boss Zhang.

As time passed by, Boss Zhang bought all nine strangers in a row, except for a woman who was covered in jet black.

"This woman is quite beautiful, how about the price!"

After buying nine strangers in a row, Boss Zhang was in high spirits, clutching his fat belly, and asked the man in purple.

"Ha ha!"

The man in purple touched his chin, grinned and said, "Do you know the elves?"

"Elves?"

The faces of the chaebol bosses changed, and they were very puzzled that the man in purple suddenly said this.

"Is this a dark elf?"

Feng Wanli raised his sword eyebrows, his face full of shock.

"what!"

The purple-clothed man's complexion changed, but he never expected Feng Wanli to recognize the dark elf.

"Yes, this is the legendary dark elf!"

The man in purple continued: "Black elves, a mysterious race living in underground caves or deep in the forest, believe in some kind of evil god marked by a spider totem, and are protected by dark power."

Feng Wanli nodded, glanced at the dark elf in front of him, and then said: "The height is about 160 centimeters, and the weight is about 50 kilograms. He has black or dark purple skin and silver-white hair. He is quite resistant to magic. , not afraid of toxin attack, but very poor resistance to fire and cold."

"You know her height and weight at a glance?" Rou Zhi was quite amazed.

Feng Wanli pointed to Hong Shao at the side, and grinned: "Do you think her height is the same as Hong Shao's?"

"cut!"

Rou Zhi looked contemptuous, and then said, "You know a lot."

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The man in purple clapped his hands, took a deep look at Feng Wanli, and said, "Little brother is not old, but he has a lot of knowledge!"

"Do you have night elves or light elves here?"

Boss Zhang smiled lewdly with his eyes, "These two elves are the best in body and appearance. If I can have these two elf maids, it will be enough to save my life by 50 years."

Hearing Boss Zhang's words, Feng Wanli's eyes flashed coldly. He had a lot of connections with the Bright Elves, but he couldn't tolerate Boss Zhang's crazy thoughts.

The man in purple shook his head slightly: "I'm sorry, one of these two races has not yet been born, and the other has been hiding under the protection of the diamond-level elf mother tree and the elf patriarch. We simply can't get it in the imperial arena."

"Hey!"

Boss Zhang sighed, and continued: "Since there is no such thing, then this dark elf looks good, let's talk about the price!"

"This dark elf is a bronze-level inheritor, but he is not yet an adult. It is possible to advance to a silver or gold-level inheritor in the future!"

The man in purple grinned, and then continued: "And you see, such a delicate woman, going back to be a bed warming maid is also a great pleasure."

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, glanced at the slave brand on the dark elf's forehead, and thought to himself: "It seems that the price is quite high for using the slave brand on a bronze-level dark elf."

"I don't want to talk nonsense, the base price of this darkness is 50 yuan, please bid!" The man in purple turned slightly sideways and pushed the dark elf forward.

"50! It's so expensive!"

Rou Zhi frowned, and couldn't help saying: "The most expensive slaves in the front are only 20 gold coins, why is this elf of the same level worth 50?"

"This is still the reserve price! The transaction price must not be less than 100 million!" Hong Shao shook her head slightly.

"I'll pay 60 million!"

Boss Zhang was obviously the wealthiest of these bosses, raised his hand slightly, and started the first round of bidding.

"70 million!"

"72 million!"

. . . . . .

Boss Zhang frowned slightly, snorted heavily, and said, "I'll offer 100 million!"

"200 million!"

Feng Wanli slightly raised his hand and took a step forward.

"what!!!"

Rou Zhi's eyes widened, and he quickly pulled Feng Wanli's sleeves: "You're crazy, you paid 200 million for this bronze-level elf, and do you have so much money?"

Feng Wanli smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have the money!"

"Boy, if you don't have money, don't make yourself fat!" Boss Zhang took a deep look at Feng Wanli with contempt on his face.

(End of this chapter)