Legend of the Great Sage

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"Arrogance!"

With a speed that didn't match her age, the old woman drew her sword, drew it out, and stabbed at her throat, as swift as thunder and as dark as a poisonous snake. green novel m

The elders disappeared from the seats at the same time, and appeared quietly around Li Qingshan. Six deadly weapons stabbed at six vital points, intertwining into a web of death.

Under such an offensive, who can survive?

Li Qingshan toasted and drank, his clear eyes looked across the sword like a forest, Ye Mingzhu sat still, frowning slightly.

The sword paused, the old woman stabbed the sword, the tip of the sword was an inch away from the throat. Swallowing the wine, the Adam's apple twitched, almost piercing the skin.

"Stand back, did I ask you to take action?" Ye Mingzhu waved her hand, and the elders immediately returned to their original positions, as if nothing had happened.

After hearing Ye Liusu's report, her first thought was "kill"!

All kinds of doubts followed, knowing that he was in great danger, why did he dare to come? If it is a battle of trapped beasts, what kind of losses will it cause to the clan?

Today's feast is only possible, as long as he shows a slight weakness, it will be a lore.

But his performance was impeccable, if he wasn't crazy, then he had something to rely on. This feeling of indifference can never be faked.

In an instant, Ye Mingzhu made a decision, got up, twisted her waist, came to his side, and refilled a glass of wine for him herself: "Master Beiyue, what exactly do you want?"

"Respect." Li Qingshan smiled and swung his wine glass, the liquid rippling.

This [answer] made everyone stunned, and he was willing to take the risk. Appearing at the night traveler's banquet, it's not surprising that he wants to ask for treasures or women, but what he wants is this word that is very unfamiliar to ordinary monsters.

"That's all?" Ye Mingzhu frowned.

"Respect is the premise of everything. By the way, do you want to become the strongest night traveler clan?"

"What if my answer is yes?"

"I can help you."

this time,

It was Ye Mingzhu's turn to laugh, the spider shadow clan was in a very difficult time. The loss of the territory was even worse. Now their biggest enemy actually said that they could help her become the strongest night traveler clan.

everyone present. They all felt that it was unbelievable, and the look in Li Qingshan's eyes was even more unkind.

Until Li Qingshan hit a dozen magic talismans. Rows open on the table.

"With these, can we become the strongest clan?" Ye Mingzhu sneered, but she was secretly shocked in her heart. Ye Youren didn't have the ability to make talismans, but she knew the power of talismans very well. , a magic talisman can reverse life and death.

Fortunately, he didn't turn his face around and make a move, otherwise, just by relying on those dozens of top-quality talismans, he could have drawn a few backs.

"Such talismans. I have thousands of them. Of course, there are fewer top-grade and high-grade ones, and more middle-grade and low-grade ones." Li Qingshan put the ice skates on the table again: "I have thousands of such talismans, of course. It’s the same as a talisman. By the way, I didn’t even bring it with me.”

This time, Ye Mingzhu couldn't laugh anymore, her towering chest rose and fell. The elders were all shocked, knowing that such a resource. What does it mean for the entire clan.

Don't think that mid-level and low-level talismans are useless. After all, night walkers generally have the majority of cultivation bases. In encounters in the wild, having these talismans can gain the upper hand and strengthen the foundation of the spider shadow clan. .

This will completely change the underground situation!

If it wasn't for Li Qingshan's last addition, they would be desperate to kill and steal.

After Li Qingshan's observation and communication with Ye Liubo, he found that Ye Youren's level in crafting and talisman making is very backward, far inferior to that of humans on the ground. This is also a matter of course. Living underground for thousands of years, under the high-handed rule of monsters, there is still a lack of communication between the various clans. It would be unbelievable if the level of civilization is better than that on the ground.

Then he immediately thought of the huge pile of gadgets accumulated in the treasure bag, but it was useless to keep them, and he dared not sell them. Even if it is sold through special channels, the price will inevitably be pitifully low. The peace is too long, and the supply of these standard war supplies has already exceeded the demand.

So he discovered that the night traveler in front of him was the best buyer, wasn't he?

"By the way, I still have thousands of treasure bags."

An elder squeezed the wine glass in his hand.

"What do you want?" Ye Mingzhu quickly calmed down as a high-ranking mistress and asked the most important point.

"Spiritual grass, as long as it is old enough." This is what Li Qingshan has considered. There are hundreds of thousands of years of spiritual grass in the ground. Monsters don't know how to make alchemy. Night walkers know a little bit, but the most used are these spirits. The toxicity of the grass is tempered, poured into wine, and applied to weapons. It is really a waste.

In the human world, any kind of spiritual grass that is old enough can definitely be used in more than one kind of prescription, and once the age exceeds a thousand years, it is even more valuable.

"If Master Beiyue had said earlier, how could there be such a misunderstanding just now." Ye Mingzhu's face bloomed with a smile, as beautiful as a flower.

In war, people are willing to exchange their food for a gun so that they can kill their opponents. And spirit grass is not an indispensable resource for night walkers. Their cultivation method is basically accumulation and comprehension. It couldn't be better to be able to exchange spiritual herbs for weapons.

Li Qingshan thought to himself, if it was easy to talk to each other at the beginning, if these conditions were offered, the mirror image would probably have been killed, no one is good and trustworthy, and the weak are not worthy of cooperating with the strong.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall changed drastically. Ye Mingzhu saw that the food on Li Qingshan's table was empty: "Let the kitchen serve the food, Mr. Beiyue, if you are hungry, you can eat my portion first! How about the song and dance performance?"

The steward in black robe hurriedly went down to make arrangements. After a while, a group of male night tourists came up to perform, all of them very handsome, wearing shorts with short noses, performing a sharp sword dance.

The elders took turns toasting, with smiles on their faces.

Li Qingshan felt like an international arms dealer, facing a group of African tribal warlord leaders.

Ye Meeoxing's face was still cold, but he had no choice but to come up and offer him a toast. Ye Liusu's face was slightly confused, and she couldn't tell whether meeting him was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Master is really amazing!" Ye Liubo felt relieved, his face was full of joy, seeing Li Qingshan's eyes, he was about to drip water.

After the seventy years of wine, the five flavors of food, and the enjoyment of the guests and the host, Ye Mingzhu's face turned red, and she said with a charming smile: "Master Beiyue is ready to eat, and you can come to my boudoir to discuss the transaction in detail later, and I will deal with it first." Clan matters."

His face turned cold immediately: "Ye Liusu, Ye Liubo, kneel down for me!"

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