"You have been following us!" The severely injured young man said with a dark face.

They thought that no outsiders knew about the fact that they had found the Seven Star Piluocao, but who knew that it had already fallen into the eyes of interested people, and they even knew clearly that they had not found a suitable buyer when they returned to Dry Chan City.

If they didn't guess wrong, when they found Qixingbi Luocao, the other party was probably nearby, but because they left immediately after they succeeded, the other party had no chance to strike.

"Well, you think highly of us. It's not that easy to keep up with you in Manghuang Mountain. We just returned to Dry Chan City early and waited for you to come back." Scarface laughed.

Hearing what he said, the seriously injured young man's eyes turned cold, and he didn't say anything more, but tightly held the hilt of his sword.

If the other party just made a temporary decision, they might still have room for change, but the other party has worked so hard for this seven-star green grass, how could they be merciful to them?

Beside him, another slightly younger man also raised his long sword. Although the underage boy turned pale with fright, the hand holding the sword was unusually firm.

"It seems that you really want to toast and not eat fine wine!" Scarface smiled and walked straight forward. All around, those companions also sneered again and again, holding long swords and pressing towards the three of them.

"Hey, isn't this the few people Fenghua rescued last time?" Behind the rocks not far away, Luo Enen looked at the three people blocked under the cliff and said in surprise.

It was a coincidence that these three sect disciples were the ones Gu Fenghua rescued when they entered Manghuang Mountain. When they took away the Qingyuan Yuzhicao, Gu Fenghua also left a hundred top-grade Holy Spirit Stones. He did not expect to meet them again so soon, and they were also in a desperate situation.

"Sure enough, people died for money, and birds died for food. Fenghua Mingming gave him hundreds of top-grade Holy Spirit Stones last time, so why die for a mere seven-star Pycnogenol?" The fat man shook his head and said contemptuously.

"That's right, even if you meet a suitable seller, a seven-star cypress will only sell for twenty or thirty high-grade Holy Spirit Stones at most. There are already hundreds of high-grade Holy Spirit Stones, and it's not worth dying for such a small fortune." Luo Enen also felt baffled and said with some contempt.

The seven-star green grass is indeed rare. They went deep into the hinterland of the wild mountain and only encountered two plants. However, this herb has special medicinal properties, and there are very few holy pills that can be refined, and it is not commonly used.

Of course, 20 or 30 top-rank Saint Masters are already a lot of wealth for ordinary sect disciples, otherwise Scarface and his party wouldn't have worked so hard for it.

However, if you already have hundreds of high-grade Holy Spirit Stones on your body, there is obviously no need to work hard for them. What's more, looking at their current situation, they don't even have a chance to fight hard, and they are simply dying.

Compared to Fatty Bai and Luo Enen's contempt, Gu Fenghua was more puzzled. Although she has never dealt with these people, but judging from their words and deeds last time, they should not be such indiscriminate people. They obviously have hundreds of high-grade Holy Spirit Stones on them, so how could they risk their lives for just twenty or thirty high-grade Holy Spirit Stones? And if you can't find a suitable buyer, you won't even be able to sell a Seven Star Pycnogenol at this price, and it's even more unworthy to work hard for it.

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