Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

"Brother? You swiped 200 million in one go? Where did you get the money?"

The shepherd group was both astonished and jealous.

In her private bank card, there was only 10 yuan, but her brother swiped 200 million in one breath.

Both were born to the same parents, why is there such a big gap?

"How dare you pretend to be in front of this girl with 200 million? It's just asking for embarrassment."

The voice of the woman with the 'pig's head' on the opposite side was disdainful.

He picked up the phone again and tapped the screen continuously.

"Ding, congratulations 'Meng Qianqian is the mistress, she dropped a thousand emperor's treasure chests in her live broadcast room, everyone applauded!"

The banner of the system reappeared in all live broadcast rooms that are currently broadcasting.

At this time, seeing this shocking battle, the other anchors who were broadcasting the live broadcast also lost their popularity and started to switch screens one after another.

And the number of people gathered in the two fighting live broadcast rooms at this time has reached more than 800 million.

"Meng Qianqian, that person called 'the male god behind Meng Qianqian' should be your suitor, right? Sure enough, like your mother, he is a fox, a fox who only seduces men."

The other side said with a sneer: "Also, this girl has already given away 100 million, if you have the ability, let the man who just gave the head follow up,

Let me tell you the truth, the energy of this girl's family is beyond what you can imagine. Don't use the coffin money that your boyfriend has saved up all his life to challenge this girl's pocket money. "

"It's too arrogant, fuck his grandma."

"Master, if you find this woman, this old slave will cut her into pieces."

Hearing this, the pastor group was so angry that they almost smashed the table.

And Qiu Qianren also showed a chill in his eyes, and he took the initiative to invite Ying with a murderous look.

"Right now, everyone is competing to brush money, but you are clamoring to cut her into pieces. Do you indirectly think that I can't beat her?"

Mu Bai curled his lips and added: "Finish the brushing first, after she shows her face and declares her family name, we will go find her again, this time she is dead, even if she escapes to the secret realm, I will let her Regret living above this world."

In the last few words, the tone was very cold, even as if it was cold, and the surrounding air suddenly dropped dozens of degrees.

Mubai picked up the phone again, adjusted the number of emperor treasure chests to 9999, and pressed down directly.

"Ding, the great emperor, the male god behind Mengqianqian, sprinkled 9999 emperor's treasure chests in the Emei live broadcast room, everyone applauded and sprinkled flowers!"

With the system banner appearing in all live rooms.

At this moment, the nearly 800 million water friends in the live broadcast room were all boiling.

Chapter 223 The 50 Billion Shocking Battle

"Hiss~ 9 Emperor's Treasure Chests? Each one is 1 yuan, plus the previous ones, isn't it a [-] million?"

"Oh my god~ What is the origin of the male god behind Meng Qianqian? Isn't this handwriting too terrifying?"

'A hundred million?I have to go to work without eating or drinking for 1000 years, right?Poverty limits my imagination! "

The live broadcast room of the Emei faction completely exploded.

Countless friends who eat melons and water are completely immersed in Mubai's great writing, unable to extricate themselves.

And the elders and elite geniuses of the other six sects who were broadcasting live also entered Emei's live broadcast room wearing vests.

Waving the flag for Meng Qianqian.

"Brother, you, you are so rich, why do you only give me 5 yuan in pocket money every month, are you too stingy? Woooooo~"

After a long while, the pastoral group came back to their senses. While complaining, their voice was even more sour.

Although Qiu Qianren and Meng Qianqian didn't say a word, they looked at Mu Bai completely, and they were obviously frightened.

That's one billion!

In paper currency, it would be enough to fill a room.

Did Mubai spend it like this?

The woman on the opposite side who covered her face with a pig's head doll was obviously also frightened by Mu Bai's generous gesture.

After a while, he came back to his senses.

"Meng Qianqian, it seems that your boyfriend is really good at it. He made [-] million without even blinking an eyelid? But so what? Looking at the whole of China, anyone who dares to compare financial resources with this girl, except the royal family Except for the eldest princess, no one is qualified."

After the arrogant and arrogant nonsense fell, the woman in the live broadcast room opposite picked up the phone again.

"Ding, congratulations to Mengqianqian for being the mistress, who dropped 1 Emperor's Treasure Chests in her live broadcast room, everyone applauded and sprinkled flowers!"

The platform's system banner reappears.

"Who the hell is this pig, who even paid himself [-] million? Damn, I didn't see the flowers, did I?"

"Oh my god... How could this pig head have so much money, it must be the daughter of a super consortium, right?"

"Didn't you hear what this pighead said by himself just now? In terms of financial resources, only our Chinese royal family can compare with it. It is most likely the daughter of a big chaebol."

"From this point of view, the male god behind Meng Qianqian looks like he will still lose today, and he will lose very badly."

The live broadcast room of both sides boiled again.

The number of pop-up screens, almost hundreds per second, is dazzling.

"Little uncle, this woman is not simple, don't use it~ We should find a way to find out her identity, and go directly to her to settle the score."

Meng Qianqian was very distressed.

Her martial arts school, excluding expenses, only earns 3000 to [-] million yuan a year.

One hundred million is a huge sum of money to her.

Of course, this does not include the purple and blue swords in her hands. After all, they are magic weapons gifted by the elders of the division. No matter how poor they are, they cannot be auctioned.

"It's okay, your little uncle has nothing but money."

Mubai smiled in relief.

Even if he wiped out all the 100 billion in his card today, he would only lose more than two billion at most.

The other money that was swiped out will be returned to him in another way.