Legend of the Cultivation God

Chapter 98—Strong Buying and Selling

"Right, this... Where did the magic weapon come from?" Xiao Hua suddenly realized, secretly saying: "The magic weapon is used by the people of the devil world. God and mana can't be used. What do people who comprehend do it?"

"Oh, this area may be specializing in selling magic devices. No wonder there are not many monks coming!" Xiao Hua has already understood the reasons for the small number of people, so he will leave when he turns! This so-called magic device is farther away from him. He does not have to waste time here.

However, just in the moment when Xiao Hua turned around, a powerful **** swiftly swept over and saw Xiao Hua from top to bottom, and looked through it from inside to outside. Xiao Hua was shocked and almost stopped. However, he also knows that this is only a **** thought, not a pressure. He should not be aware of a small monk who is refining the second floor. It is a reason that has suppressed the instigation in his heart and still turns around and prepares to take steps. ......

"Little doll, come over!" A voice sounded, just like talking in his ear, Xiao Hua screamed, the voice was just black and thin monk, "What is he looking for himself?" Xiao Hua is strange, Had to stop, then, inexplicably look around, then, pointing to his nose, asked: "Yes... Which predecessor is a younger generation?"

"Well, it is called you, who is here, except you, who said a little doll?" The black and thin monk was impatient with his face, extended his right hand, and the index finger hooked and hooked, "Come on, the old man and you." Say something!"

"Yes, this is the younger generation!" Xiaohua replied, but he couldn’t dare to sneak a little, and hurriedly ran to the front of the person’s booth, and said to him: "Predecessors... I don’t know what it is for the younger generation to come over?"

"First take down what you have to do!" The black and thin monk said coldly: "What use is it for you to wear this stuff? The old man will see your true face at a glance. You are a little refining two." Little doll, what dare not reveal?"

Xiao Hua sweated, thought about it, or was very obedient to take down the confusion, revealing the true face.

"Oh, but it is just a normal face, what are you afraid of? If you really want to cover your face, then go to the shop of Qiqiaomen to buy a real mess, this stuff is a fart!" The monk nodded.

"It’s good to know that the seniors know that the younger generation is a distraction. I am afraid that something wrong is falling in the eyes of others. It is a disaster, so I think of this confusion, and the confusion of Qiqiaomen, the young people can’t afford it. "Xiao Hua honestly answered.

" Nonsense, of course, the old man knows that you are a dissertation. If you are so old, you can refine the second floor. Isn't it possible to disperse?" The black-skinned monk snorted and then turned his eyes and said: "The old man is in a big mood today. Shuang, see you pleasing to the eye, now give you a chance, if you can help the old man, the old man... I will tell you the name, in the future, you can do something with the reputation of the old man, of course, if it is your right Hold you, want to take your life, you can also move the name of the old man, maybe you can still live a life! Oh, yes, this time! Can you see it?"

"This..." When listening to the words of the black and thin monk, Xiao Hua knew that this thing was absolutely not easy. After thinking about it, he said, "I also ask the seniors to make it clear that the younger generation can see if they can help?"

"Can you help, the old man is not good to say, just look at whether you are willing to help!" The old man tilted Xiaohua a look,

"Please speak to your seniors!"

"Okay, in fact, it is very simple. There are so many magic devices on the booth of the old man. You can only buy one!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh What is this magic device?"

"The magic device is not a magic device. You don't need God and mana. You can use the second layer of refining or the middle of the foundation. You can use it. The old man is also looking at you with a pleasing eye, so that you can pick it!" The old man's face changed slightly. .

"Well... you don't think about other people?" Xiao Hua turned his head and pointed to others. But he just looked up, he just stopped, and there are still a few people hanging around in this area. At this time, they have all gone. No, even a person's hair is gone. Only a few monks have their eyes closed and sit behind their booths. I don't know if I am adjusting my interest, or I am raising my God!

Xiao Hua is speechless. Who makes himself a monk on the second floor of refining? Run and run but no one else!

"Yes, the predecessors ... are not the orthodox of the younger generation, even if the younger generation wants to buy your magic weapon, the younger generation is a mess, where can I get a piece of the best spiritual stone? To be honest, the younger generation has not seen what the best spirit stone looks like!" Xiao Hua laughed at himself.

"You really want to see the best spiritual stone, but you can't miss you!" The black and thin old man laughed and said: "The old man knows that you don't have the best spirit stone. However, he took out seven or eight hundred pieces of Shangpin Lingshi, and the old man also let you Pick one at random!"

"Seven hundred and eight hundred pieces of Shangpin Lingshi?" Xiao Hua said: "Isn't that the seven or eight pieces of the best spiritual stone? How is it cheaper?"

"You have nothing to see!" The black and thin monk yelled: "A thousand top grades are a superb stone! I am too lazy to tell you, fast, take out all the things in your storage bag. The old man asked you to pick a magic weapon?"

"Ah?" As soon as I heard this, Xiao Hua’s face was green. In his storage bag, he put a lot of spirit grass, fireball, imprisonment, and some refining yellow papers, Fumo and For the pen, I wanted to change some good things. At this time, he regretted it. Why should you put things in the storage bag?

The most important thing is that he has calculated a little. Some of these things add up, not worth a superb stone. Well, it’s not enough for seven or eight hundred pieces of top quality. If it is... Not to be taken away by this black and thin old man? And what is left for you is just a magic weapon that doesn't eat or drink, and is even less useful?

"Predecessors ... younger generations ... it is really useless to use this magic device!" Xiao Hua's body has shrunk backwards: "And the Lingshi in the storage bag of the younger generation, but also for other use... you are old, Can't buy strong sales..."

Xiao Hua is almost crying, and it is very pitiful.

It is a pity that the black and thin monk is not a person who regrets the jealousy of jade. He heard Xiao Hua’s saying that he coldened his face and smiled: "Oh, of course, how can the old man dare to buy and sell in this city?" Even if the guards of the Easy Set do not say anything, then Liu Chengzhu will not let the old man look good! The old man naturally does not dare to embarrass you!"

Xiao Hua’s face was slightly relieved, but I can think of the conversation between the black and thin monk and the Jingbocheng disciple. Xiao Hua’s heart screamed and said: “It seems... not so good to talk?”

Sure enough, the old man said slowly: "The left and right husbands are remembering your face, unless you are living in Jingbo City for a lifetime, and then you will not take a step in the city, otherwise..."

In the latter case, the old man did not say it. He just bowed his head and took the hand to smash the black magical device. He ignored Xiao Hua, but Xiao Hua’s face was pale. This... but naked threat, but... Xiao How can China? His confusion... can't stop the minds of others, the true face has long been seen, just want to escape can't escape!

"The problem is, who is wrong with you, but you are picking me?" Xiao Hua was so angry that he thought about it for a while and saw that no one else came. Xiao Hua muttered: "That...predecessor, can you? Some spiritual stones for the younger generation? Otherwise, the younger generation... there is no place to stay at night!"

"Hey, the old man's name can be more than one of the best spirits. You buy a magic weapon that is difficult to see in the real world of Xiaoyu. It also has a life. Is there anything unsatisfied? I still want the old man to give in? The door is not there. "The old man smashed the railroad, then looked at Xiao Hua's waist and pointed the index finger: "Isn't it for the old man?"

Xiao Hua bites her lips with her teeth. It is really hesitant. It is really unwilling. However, if I look at the cold eyes of the old man, I still hold back. I reach out and just take things from the storage bag, but I hear the old man cold. Cold: "The old man is letting you take the whole storage bag! Don't worry, the old man only takes a piece of the best thing, and the rest doesn't move!"

"You old said just now..." Xiao Huagang wanted to argue that it was seven or eight hundred pieces of Shangpin Lingshi, but he just said it, but he did not know that it was the old man’s vision. He also said that he was conscious and boring, and he also lived his mouth and put the storage bag from the waist. Intermittently, handed over the past.

"Hey, look at your broken storage bag, the old man... I have never seen such a broken, so sturdy space, no wonder you are embarrassed to come up, what are the broken things?" The black and thin old man I took Xiao Hua’s storage bag, opened it, and took out a few fireballs and impediments. A very disdainful look was thrown in. “Hey? There are still a few hundred years old. The spirit grass? It is beyond the expectations of the old man!" Then, the old man took out a few ordinary spirit grass, casual look, smiled: "Okay, little doll, you hold a bunch of broken yellow characters, Add a little bit of Lingcao, um, there are hundreds of Zhongpin Lingshi and the old man to change the magic device, hey, the old man looks at you poor, barely should you, you pick one!"

Said, all the things in the Xiaohua storage bag were drawn into their storage bags, and the empty storage bag was returned to Xiao Hua.

Looking at the storage bag that even the pens are not finished, Xiao Hua wants to cry without tears. However, everything has been taken out, and it can't be wasted in vain. Xiao Hua had to look at the booth in front of the old man. At the booth, the dozens of magic weapons are very strange and the shape is weird. Xiao Hua does not know which one is. After watching the moment, the old man is intolerant and urges: "Little doll, choose one soon, old man. ...and there are things!"

"Yes~" Xiao Hua looked at it again and set his sight on a broken gun tip...