I sell jars in Douluo

No grudges, no grudges, why would I want your life?

In response, Lin Xiao just smiled.

On the other hand, Poison Douluo also calmed down a lot. He looked at Lin Xiao and asked, "Boss, do you know if this shining world instrument can be given to others to use?"

There is no doubt that he thought of his granddaughter Dugu Yan. It was a child with the same fate as him.

"Can't."

"The shining world instrument in your hand is a non-tradable item. It cannot be used by others. It can only be used by yourself."

Lin Xiao knew what Poison Douluo was thinking, but the facts were the facts.

"That's it."

It would be a lie to say that I am not disappointed, but Poison Douluo can also understand. Is it natural that such a magical thing should have some limitations?

Otherwise, if they trade privately and everyone gets what they need, wouldn’t the number of people opening the cans be greatly reduced?

"But it doesn't matter. I can bring Yanyan to Wuhun City to open the jar. Maybe she will be lucky enough to open a lot of treasures."

Poison Douluo muttered in a low voice.

Lin Xiao nodded at this, "Very good, if there are more customers like Poison Douluo." Do you still need to worry about sales? ’

However, Poison Douluo quickly frowned under Lin Xiao's gaze.

He remembered a crucial question.

That's money!

Even though he was a worshiper of Prince Snow Star, he was a dignified titled Douluo. In fact, the background is not rich.

Almost all of his money was used to develop an antidote to the Bilin snake venom.

After decades, there is still nothing gained, it can be called a bottomless pit.

In addition, he was robbed again by that guy Ju Douluo, so he opened another jar of one million gold soul coins. This makes families who are already not wealthy even worse.

Are you going to borrow money from Prince Snow Star again? Poison Douluo was resisting in his heart.

"But what's the difficulty?"

Lin Xiao noticed that Dugu Bi's expression was abnormal and asked aloud.

"There are indeed some."

Poison Douluo nodded bravely, looked at Lin Xiao and asked tentatively: "Boss, I heard that you can exchange items for jars here, right?"

"Not bad." Lin Xiao nodded.

"I don't know, can you also change the medicinal materials and poisonous weeds?"

When Poison Douluo asked this question, he was still a little nervous. Even a little embarrassed to ask.

After all, medicinal materials and poisonous weeds are not very widely used and have too many limitations. It is a rare thing for him, Poison Douluo. But to others it may be worthless, no different than a weed.

"Medicine and poisonous weeds?"

Lin Xiao was slightly surprised when he heard the sound.

However, I also understood Poison Douluo's concerns. Then he smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I can tell the true value of the so-called medicinal materials and poisons.

It's worth whatever it's worth. There won’t be any problem that if I can’t use it, it’s not worth the money. It has the same meaning as the gold soul coin in the store. "

"Haha, with your words, I feel relieved. You should be busy first, I will go back and prepare."

Poison Douluo suddenly smiled and felt relieved in his heart.

You know, he has a medicine garden in the Sunset Forest.

Many of them are elixirs that he carefully cultivated.

In addition, there were also some wild elixirs that he could not recognize.

He once felt that he had entered Baoshan but came back empty-handed.

But not anymore.

He made up his mind and returned to the Sunset Forest to harvest all kinds of elixirs.

No matter what their value is, just exchange them for cans.

By the way, this time he is bringing his granddaughter Dugu Yan with him.

"Walk slowly without seeing you off."

Lin Xiao watched Dugu Bo leave.

He recalled the eager look on Poison Douluo's face and secretly muttered:

"Isn't this guy going to bring some fairy herbs like Acacia Red and Star Anise Ice Grass when he goes back?"

"However, this is fine. After all, the value of the fairy grass should be quite high, and it stands to reason that it should be able to exchange for a lot of jars. It is very likely that Dugu Bo will become a stable customer of mine."

After a while, Lin Xiao looked outside the door and said to himself: "It seems that no one will come today."

"What about tomorrow? It's a new week, will the cans be sold out?"

On the other side, in the dense forest outside Shrek Academy.

Tang San looked at the figure in front of him, his eyes full of surprise, "Dad, you finally came to see me again."

In front of him was Tang Hao.

However, it is different from the previous dressing up in black robes.

This time, Tang Hao wore a slim-fitting white shirt. Even the muscle lines on the arms have become much softer.

At this time, Tang Hao also looked at Tang San and said: "Xiao San, listen to me, this time I will take you to a place, but no matter what happens there, you must follow my arrangements. There must be no objection. Opinion."

His voice was extremely solemn, making Tang San's heart sink.

"Dad, I remember your words."

Tang San also nodded heavily, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Don't know where we are going?"

Huh. Tang Hao took a long breath and then said: "Martial Spirit City."

"Martial Spirit City?"

Tang San was startled for a moment, then his eyes lit up, "The legendary holy land for spirit masters, Spirit City?"

As a soul master, who doesn't know Wuhun City? Even Tang San has longed for this place for a long time, but unfortunately he has never had the chance to go.

Unexpectedly, Tang Hao actually said that he would take him there.

The holy land of soul masters?

When Tang Hao heard the sound, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he glanced at Tang San coldly.

Tang San suddenly felt cold all over his body.

He had a feeling that Tang Hao even had the idea of ​​doing something to him just now!

"Hmph, Tang San, remember. Only those soul masters who are short-sighted, low-status, and like lonely ghosts will regard Wuhun City as a holy place.

I, the disciple of Haotian Sect, disdain to associate with him. It is even said that Wuhun City is still the enemy of my Haotian Sect, the kind that will never stop fighting. "

Tang Hao snorted coldly and said seriously.

Mentioning Wuhun City will reveal the scar in his heart!

If it weren't for Wuhun City, he wouldn't be what he is today!

"dad."

After listening to Tang Hao's words, Tang San couldn't calm down.

He seemed to see the truth of the past being opened, and he couldn't help but explore.

Subconsciously, he asked aloud: "Dad, can you tell me what happened? Why did Wuhundian become our enemy."

"Why."

Tang Hao repeated it in a low voice, and when his voice fell, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from him.

His long hair draped over his shoulders started to dance wildly!

Arrogant, domineering, and arrogant! This was the feeling Tang Hao gave Tang San.

At this moment, Tang Hao's arrogant laughter reached Tang San's ears:

"Because the last Pope of Wuhun Palace died in my hands. Even if he took several Titled Douluo elders to attack me, he was never my enemy! Hahaha."

What!

He killed the last pope of Wuhun Palace!

Tang San was dumbfounded.

At the same time, he also understood why the powerful Haotian Sect did not return. Instead, he lives in the small Holy Soul Village. Probably to avoid being chased by Wuhun Palace.

But, isn’t this right? Tang San felt puzzled again, "Dad, since we have a mortal enemy with Wuhun Palace, then if we go to Wuhun City, aren't we throwing ourselves into a trap?"

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