The Strongest Shinigami In Another World

Chapter 669: Who Dares To Be Angry?

I think, of course I do, but I can't compete with others, I am also very irritable, okay?

Of course, it is impossible for Hei Zetian to say this in public. Just when he wanted to say that he didn't want it, Chen Yi continued to speak before him: "Think clearly to answer me, and ask your own heart."

Chen Yi has seen him a long time ago. Qian Yong is a shaman. In Qian Yong’s body, he can feel a kind of indomitable momentum, and he can never beat Chen Yi, and he will never talk about it when he calculates that he can’t beat Chen Yi. Accept defeat, and even often take the initiative to make an appointment with Chen Yi, in order to make his own cultivation base a quick breakthrough.

In Chen Yi's eyes, Hei Zetian's current retreat shouldn't be manifested in the shaman's body. The things that belonged to him were forced to buy and he didn't dare to say anything. Is this still a shaman?

Kurosawa Tian was hot when Chen Yi looked directly at him. If he asked his own mind, of course he didn't want his own things to be robbed, but what could he do? He is the young patriarch of the Blackpool tribe. He has to consider his words and deeds for his own tribe. He really angered the Blackwater tribe. He didn't need the Blackwater tribe to do it himself. As long as he stumbled secretly, the Blackpool tribe would not be able to stand it.

Chenyi didn't push Heizetian too much, and gave him enough time to think. He turned to look at the blacksmith of the Lei tribe: "Does the people of the Lei tribe do things like this? The things are clearly made by Heizetian who paid for it , Just because of the improvement of your grade, can you take the place of his master and sell it to others?"

The blacksmith looked at Chen Yi with a cloudy face.

This thing is like ordering a cake in a cake shop. I originally planned to spend 30 yuan to get one at random. Who would have thought that the cake master accidentally produced a beautifully designed boutique product on a whim. It enhances the value of the cake, but does he really have the right to sell this cake to others?

To put it bluntly, the cake belongs to the person who makes the order. If you make a fine product, I can add money, or even not add a penny. As a cake chef, you have absolutely no right to sell the cake.

The blacksmith did not answer Chen Yi’s question. It is for this reason that every time someone makes a custom order in the future, as long as the things he builds exceed expectations and others pay high prices, he will sell the things he created. ? After that, who would dare to come to him to build it?

You know, there are still sources of witch coins, but some materials are not available everywhere.

But the blacksmith is not stupid, knowing to push the pot back to Kurosawa Tian: "This custom-made little brother has no objection, naturally I can't say anything."

"Even if my nephew has no objection, the witch coins obtained from the sale of this witch weapon should belong to my little nephew, and you should not put the witch coins into your own pocket."

The blacksmith's face turned red, and he wanted to say that I have given him 70 witch coins so much, is this not enough? But there were so many people watching at the scene, and he couldn't say anything, and almost suffered from internal injuries.(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

Chen Yi didn't push the blacksmith too hard, and turned to look at Heishuiqi.

Heishuiqi looked at the stranger in strange clothes with interest, and wanted to see what the stranger could say to him.

"I won't comment too much on your behavior, but do you think you can buy this witchcraft for 400 witch coins?"

"Oh? Otherwise? Can you offer a higher price?" Hei Shuiqi, smiling at Chen Yi.

"You really guessed it right, I also fell in love with this witchcraft, and I gave out 500 witch coins!"

Hei Zetian came back to his senses at once. Of course, he knew exactly what witch coins were. Not to mention Chen Yi, who had just arrived, but the entire Hei Ze tribe couldn't come up with so many witch coins.

He walked to Chen Yi's side, tugged Chen Yi's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, or just forget it, don't offend people because of me!"

Chen Yi glared at Hei Zetian: "The things that belong to Chen Yi have never been snatched away. No one has disputed me for the things that I like."

This is already Chen Yi secretly taunting Heizetian's insufficiency. A tribe really needs to beg for mercy to survive in this world, so what is the need to live?

"That's good, but I just don't know if you can come up with so many witch coins!" Hei Shuiqi clapped his hands, did not laugh at Chen Yi, but his eyes have betrayed his ideas, he can't Believe that a person from a small tribe can come up with 500 witch coins? And this outsider, even if there are some good things in his hand, it is absolutely impossible to exchange for witch coins, because witch coins are only effective for the cultivation of witches, and are not effective for any creatures other than witches.

Who would make a bunch of things that are useless to him?

Chen Yi curled his lips: "Excuse me, this one is really there!"

After speaking, Chen Yi took out 500 witch coins and put them in his hands, not many, but not a few: "Why? Do you want to increase the price?"

Chen Yi asked in a rhetorical question, making Heishuiqi a little embarrassed at once. The warriors of the medium tribe are indeed richer, but the 400 witch coins he has saved for a long time.

Don’t you see, the young patriarch of the Lei tribe still has to go around if he wants to get 1,000 witch coins, he is a senior warrior of the Blackwater tribe, can he be richer than the young patriarch of the Lei tribe?

"It seems that you can't afford to increase the price. In that case, this magic weapon is mine."

Chen Yi held the sledgehammer in his hand. The hammer was very heavy, each weighing more than ten tons. Chen Yi didn't like this heavy weapon anyway, and didn't look at it much, so he threw the hammer into the backpack.

As for the 500 witch coins, he was handed over to Hei Zetian. The producer of the blacksmith, Chen Yi didn't bother to take a look at all. This man did not keep his duty as a craftsman and was not worth seeing.

"Well, good, really amazing, I don't know where you are from? Outsider." Hei Shui Qi looked ugly, but he didn't seem to be angry.

The witches don't have any good tempers, especially the people of large and medium tribes, their tempers are even more grumpy.

Now, under his eyelids, he had snatched away the witchcraft he was fond of, how could Hei Shuiqi hold it back? This caused other onlookers to look sideways.

Heishuiqi actually didn’t want to endure it, but he heard that the young master had said some secret things. He knew about the big hunt. There were some strangers with special identities on the scene. Those existences could not be offended by the young master. He was a high-ranking warrior. , Naturally even more unattractive.

Chen Yi can come up with 500 witch coins, and want to come to certain big tribes to give Chen Yi pocket money, right? He must be a guest of those big tribes, right?

Have such a conjecture? Who dares to be angry?

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