Immortal World Supplier

Everything you say is false, it's all bullshit, only the price of this spirit crystal is the most real.

Fang Qi roughly counted, and there are six or seven thousand spirit crystals in this guy's storage ring...

A dandy, although he is a big dandy, is generally unlikely to have a net worth of six or seven thousand spirit crystals, right?

This guy... has tricks...

Like Daoist Lu You, who has been an inspector of the Golden Throne of the Heavenly Alliance for thousands of years...it's only now that he has become like that...

The father of this dandy young man is the garrison general of Tianzhu City... No matter how much money he can make... he wouldn't just give his son thousands of spirit crystals casually, right?

After all, this guy looks like he is only in the Nascent Soul stage, so he really has so many spirit crystals... he doesn't dare to spend them casually...

"I'll take the spirit crystal and leave the warrant to you. From now on, our books will be clean!"

Fang Qi squeezed out the spirit crystal with a little excitement, then glanced at Deacon Han who was hiding under the table... and threw it to him.

As for the 9 blue-clothed youth, although he was trembling with anger... but with the lessons learned from before, no matter how irritable he is... he would not dare to strike casually again...

"Check! Check it out for me! Who are these people!"

"I'm going to kill them! Kill them all! My spirit crystal! Take all of mine back!"

"Aren't you very powerful? Aren't you Dao Zun? Why didn't you make a move just now! You just watched me being deposed like this? Are you comfortable? I'll kill you!"

Yuan Ming's voice became more and more sharp, and when he thought that he would not be a complete man in the future... he felt angry from the bottom of his heart...

Days like this... when will it end!

He doesn't want to go on like this anymore! He wants to change!

"Master...it's my fault, it's all my fault, I'll go find a doctor for you, your injury needs to be treated as soon as possible...you're still bleeding..."

Uncle Liang sighed speechlessly, I want to save you too! But can I save it?

I can't beat him at all! He can knock me out with one move, so what can I use to fight him? It's not a level of fighting at all...

Continue to fight... courting death!

"Leave me alone! Check it out! Check it out! I just want to kill them! Worry about the city guards! Get anxious about all the city guards, and say he stole my soul!" Crystal! Get it back for me!"

"No matter who he is! I will kill him!"

The word "killing" has almost been mentioned by Yuan Ming, which shows how sad, how helpless, and how hated he is.

Every word and action is full of a different kind of irony!

everything... has changed...

"Young master...we don't have the authority to call the city guards, even generals...you need to get orders from the city lord before you can dispatch troops..."

"Furthermore, the man in black called that young master just now... who can afford to raise a middle-level Taoist master as a servant...Young master, you should know what kind of strength this is..."

The middle-aged man didn't want to hit him, but he didn't say something clearly, and there was always an inexplicable gap.

Right now, the son of the general seemed a little lost in his mind.

If they do something irrational in this situation...then they won't look good on each other!

Yuan Ming raised his head and stared at the middle-aged man, his lips trembled subconsciously.

"What do you mean? I have become like this, can I bear it?"