Hell... What Kind of a Testimony Was This?

Smoke and dust filled the sky.

One could no longer decipher the appearance of the old town.

Lu Ming looked on coldly. His heart even ached a little.

"Is this how a Krypton gold cultivator feels?"

Lu Ming felt his heart ache a little.

What was the concept of two hundred Demolition Cards? Did he know how much energy had been depleted? Combining the two, the production cost was already close to millions of yuan, much less their actual value!

Just this move alone had emptied all his savings!

The last time he felt so heart-broken was when he accidentally pressed the wrong button and purchased something at 688 yuan from a mobile game application. At that time, he was so furious that he nearly smashed the cell phone on the ground…

Each time everyone shouted 'Rich guy', his heart would ache.

But now…

This was a million yuan!

"Why would he do that?"

Lu Ming gave a long sigh.