Really do not know how to express their feelings, only silence. Ye Wenxiao stood up directly. Sharp line of sight straight through the void, fell on the first Zheng body. [110,000] Ye Wenxiao continued to increase the price. [One hundred fifty thousand.] Night Wen Xiao: "..." The first Zheng felt that the line of sight cast by the night Wen Xiao could shoot her into a sieve. But Chu Zheng...