The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

"Give me the best room. Besides, these... do the math for me, how much is it?" Bei Tinghuang wiped his hand on the counter, and a sack fell on the counter, which was full of sacks. Things, through the gaps between the criss-cross lines of the sack, appear in all sorts of strange splendor.

After seeing clearly what was in the sack, everyone's eyes widened, and in an instant, all expressions froze.

"My God, what's going on here? This, this, is it all the magic core of a spirit beast?"

Ordinary demonic beasts have no luster in their cores, and only demonic cores above spirit beasts will show different colors of luster according to the attributes of the magical beasts. How many magic cores are there in this full sack? It is estimated that there are hundreds of them. Even the thick sack can't hide the brilliance inside. How can people not be shocked?

This boy! All eyes were on the young man, looking him up and down, and finally came to the unanimous conclusion that a fourteen-year-old boy could have such a great ability? Don't be those old monsters who have cultivated to the highest level, right?

A series of gazes, from surprise to horror.

Thinking of their mercenary regiment of forty or fifty people, after a whole day of hard work, it is a great harvest to get one or two high-level monster cores, but this kid, a sack, a whole sack The spirit beast magic core, judging by the color, it can be concluded that they are all high-star spirit beasts!

She won't kill all the high-star spirit beasts in the World of Warcraft Forest, right?

"Yes, yes, yes, my lord, please wait a moment, we will handle it for you right away!" The receptionist lady's originally enthusiastic attitude became trembling at this moment, and the address in her mouth changed directly from the previous "son" Became an adult.

The reception lady hastily called two waiters over, and was about to send the sack of magic cores in for processing, when a group of people came in like a gust of wind at the door, the leader was a burly man in a waistcoat with a black hairy chest, A scar was cut across his face, and he looked ferocious and ferocious.

Behind him, followed by ten or twenty people, each of them was not friendly, and rushed directly to the front of the service desk.

"Wait!" With a sweaty face on his face, his arms, as strong as a bull's leg, moved forward, and stopped the two waiters who were carrying Bei Tinghuang's sack of magic core. He glanced at Bei Tinghuang with a sinister gaze , "This sack of magic core belongs to my uncle, and was stolen by this kid!"

"That's right, this kid is a thief!" A thin, fair-faced man added among the crowd brought by the scar-faced man.

"This..." The beautiful receptionist was a little at a loss, and looked at Bei Tinghuang in embarrassment. The goods had not been traded yet, and the ownership still belonged to the boy in black, so it was inconvenient for the merchant club to deal with it.

The hall, which was originally a little silent because of the shock, was now filled with whispers and discussions about the scene in front of it. It was like a pool of stagnant water. After being stirred, some ripples appeared.

"It's Bahu's bastards, why are these people here again?"

"It must be aimed at this lord's magic core. What else can these damned guys do besides robbing other people's things?"

"Who told this Tyrant to be a seven-star spiritual master? Why don't these people go to hell?"

Listening to the muffled discussions in the hall, Bei Tinghuang naturally understood who these people were. She touched her bare chin, feeling a bit embarrassed, Seven Star Spiritualist? She is no longer interested in making a move, what should I do?

That's right, Bei Tinghuang, the boy in black is Bei Tinghuang, and the little silver milk dog on her shoulder is naturally Lightning, the guy who likes to be arrogant and cute.