Looking at the waiter's fiery eyes as he hurriedly ran into the inner hall and the surrounding people, Wu Huan felt that it was a wrong choice to take out the spirit soldiers and sell them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Actually, Wuhuan also felt very wronged, and he decided to sell a spirit weapon he had built when he was practicing before, so he decided to make such a fuss. If the eyes can kill, then now he must have been killed by the frost. At this time, Ah Luo pulled Wuhuan's sleeve and motioned for Wuhuan to sit down, and the frost on the side also came up.

"Wu Huan, aren't you too generous, take out the spirit soldiers that Uncle Ou gave you for a meal and sell them, you are too loser," Ah Luo looked at Wu Huan with a look of hatred for iron and steel, and the frost on the side agreed.

"Dizzy, you still don't know what your brother is doing after a long time," Wu Huan was a little speechless in the face of the two guys, "Do you think that with Uncle Ou's strength, you can fight a red-level spirit soldier!"

Ah Luo and Frost looked at each other, and Ah Luo said uncertainly: "Aren't you a talent for the double spirit light realm, how can you create a spirit soldier?"

Looking at the questioning of the two guys in front of him, Wu Huan felt very angry and faceless, and raised his hand to hand the space bag on his waist to Frost, "Look at it yourself, I haven't seen anyone who can build a red-level spirit soldier in the early stage of the Spiritual Light Realm," Wu Huan said hatefully.

Holding the space bag that Wu Huan brought over, the frost penetrated the spiritual sense, and I saw that the ten-meter-square space was full of spirit soldiers, knives, guns, clubs, and all kinds of weapons, all of which were of higher grade than the sword just now, and there were actually a few orange-level spirit soldiers with a faint orange light. Frost withdrew his spiritual sense and said uncertainly, "This is all forged by you! How can there be an orange-level spirit soldier?" Orange-level spirit soldiers, no one can build them without the strength of the Tianyan Realm as a foundation, as we all know, the seven-color level of the spirit soldier corresponds to the cultivator's spiritual light to the various realms of Tongtian, if the alchemist who can refine the purple-level elixir is not necessarily the power of the Tongtian Realm, then the alchemist who can cast the purple-level spirit soldier must be the power of the Tongtian Realm, and the casting is more rigorous than the alchemy, so there is such a sentence among high-level cultivators: Purple-level elixir is easy to obtain, but purple-level spirit soldiers are hard to find. Looking at Wu Huan, who only has the cultivation of the Spiritual Light Realm, but has created an orange-level spirit soldier, this is obviously against common sense, and no one is sure in the fact, if it continues to develop like this, will he be able to create a purple-level spirit soldier when he penetrates the realm, thinking of this, the frost looked at Wu Huan with hot eyes. Although Frost is a little too taken for granted, as a sword warrior, it is so pleasant to meet a matching spirit soldier. "I'll make it for you in the future," said Frost Cool, closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Can I say no," Wuhuan felt like she was being stoned.

In the moment when Wuhuan and Hanshuang communicated, the waiter led an old man to walk towards Wuhuan, and the pace was called indifferent, and the waiter on the side could only be in a hurry. The other diners hurriedly got out of the way when they saw the old man coming, and they could see that the old man was still very prestigious.

The old man Shi Shiran paced to Wu Huan and asked, "Young man, are you going to sell spirit soldiers, can you show me the old man!"

"Okay, old man, please!" Wu Huan saw that he was an old man, and he respected the elderly, so his tone was more respectful.

"Not bad, the sword body is made of Xuanhan iron, the workmanship is fine, and the hilt of the sword is mixed with a little fire crystal, this coordination method is good...... "The old man held the sword and muttered while looking at it, "Eh, this is ......" Suddenly the old man's expression was a little surprised, as if he was not sure of anything, and then he took the sword and danced around, only to see that as the temperature around the sword dance plummeted, a circle of cold mist visible to the naked eye spread. "Good sword, good!" the old man couldn't help but sigh, "Young man, are you really going to sell this sword? Don't you know that this sword is already psychic, and if it is cultivated properly, this sword can't be upgraded to a more advanced spirit soldier!"

Of course, Wuhuan knows that the spirit soldiers he creates can be upgraded, but such spirit soldiers Wu Huan can build as many as he wants, let me ask a person with a mountain of gold will pay attention to the lack of a stone on the mountain?

At this time, the big man on the side heard that the spirit soldier has been psychic, as a person who has traveled south and north to see the world, of course he knows the value of such a spirit soldier, if you find a clever caster in the future and add some materials to upgrade two or three levels is no problem, you must know that the price difference of each level of the spirit soldier is very large, it is ten times ten times and ten times up, so to speak, if the big man buys this sword and spends a hundred yellow crystals, and when he raises the sword to the green level, it will be a hundred black crystals, and after deducting some processing and material costs, there are at least sixty black crystals, and the profits are dozens of times, not to mention that he is going to give it away。 As soon as the old man's words fell, the big man hurriedly said: "Little brother, I will pay three hundred citrine to buy you this sword, can you?" It can be seen that the big man attaches great importance to this sword.

The currency of the continent is called crystal coin or yuan crystal, which is made of spar as currency, which contains the vitality of heaven and earth, and anyone can absorb and cultivate without special attributes, and it is a hard currency recognized by the entire small thousand plane. According to the amount of vitality contained in the five colors, white, yellow, blue, purple, black, the exchange ratio is ten to one, ten pieces of white crystal for one piece of blue crystal, and so on.

"Captain Lan, aren't you a bit noisy, this little brother is going to buy it for our hotel," the old man said dissatisfiedly to the big man, that is, Captain Lan.

"Master Ning, can you always raise your noble hand! This sword is very suitable for my girl, you always know that in another month it will be the day of the academy's enrollment, as long as you give this sword to you, even if you owe you a favor." And please all of you here also sell this face, and I am grateful!"

If it were someone else, Ning Lao would really not give face, as a green-level appraiser in this town, Ning Lao was a person, but this blue regiment leader often traveled to and from this trade route and could also be described as the head of the famous Sky Blue Mercenary Group in several nearby cities, he cooperated with many merchants, if he offended him this time, it would be detrimental to the future business of the hotel.

Old Man Ning thought for a while: "Captain Lan is polite, since this sword is this little brother, then he has the right to choose who to trade with, don't you say, little brother!" Seeing that Master Ning kicked the choice back to himself, Wuhuan thought about it anyway, who is not good to sell, so he said to Old Man Ning: "Since the master has spoken, that kid is respectful, it is better to obey this Captain Lan, and my sword will be sold to you." The price is out with you!" At this time, Master Ning spoke: "Little brother doesn't know, although your sword is only a red-level high-grade level, a hundred citrine is not a loss, but your sword is better than doubling the value of the psychic, if your sword is a red-level masterpiece, five hundred citrine is not a problem, so in general, the price of three hundred citrine for the head of the blue group just now is a loss for you." After listening to Master Ning's explanation, Wu Huan finally had an approximate estimate of the spirit soldier he had created, and Wu Huan suddenly felt that his eyes were full of crystal coins.

"If you lose something, you will lose something, and I will sell it to you for three hundred citrine," said Wu Huan, handing the sword in his hand to Captain Lan.

"Little brother, thank you for your love, this time Lan will accept your love, he has something to do in the future, and Lan who can help will definitely help. "Captain Lan got Wuhuan's sword as he wished. "Captain Lan, we are a fair deal, I ship and you pay, you don't owe anything, it doesn't matter if you don't pay it back," Wu Huan said politely.

Captain Lan thanked him again, handed Wu Huan a bag of crystal coins, and then left with his subordinates.

When everyone saw that the sword had been bought, there was no excitement, so they went back to their respective places to continue eating. At this time, Wu Huan's condensing voice sounded in Master Ning's ears: "There are still a few spirit soldiers in my hand, I don't know if the master is interested." Master Ning's newly started foot moved back and instructed the waiter beside him: "This table of guests is the distinguished guest of our hotel, and I will personally receive the distinguished guest when I invite him to the private room." With that, Shi Shiran walked upstairs.

Although the waiter was a little puzzled, since it was ordered by Master Ning, he invited the three of them to go upstairs, and before leaving, Wuhuan gave the waiter a citrine coin to pay the waiter for running back and forth, and the waiter disappeared behind the box door in a daze.

The decoration of the box was warm and simple, and Master Ning was already sitting on the sofa waiting for the arrival of Wuhuan and the others. Ah Luo and Hanshuang knew that Wuhuan wanted to talk about business with Master Ning, so they sat next to them and rested because they were not interested.

"Xiaoyou just said that there are still a few spirit soldiers for sale, I don't know if I can let you appreciate it," Master Ning's title to Wuhuan can be described as changing three times in a row.

"Naturally, master, please," Wu Huan handed Master Ning three spirit soldiers: a knife, a gun, and an axe are all red-level gems, except for the axe, which has been psychic, compared to the other two spirit soldiers, it is inevitable that they will be almost there. In the end, after bargaining with Master Ning, it was sold for 1,000 citrine coins, and the take-out was free for tonight's stay in the hotel.

After the money and goods were cleared, Wuhuan and the three of them came to the room located upstairs, and as soon as they entered the door, Hanshuang and Ah Luo stretched out a hand in front of Wuhuan to ask for money. In this way, one thousand citrine coins were taken away by the two of them before they could be warmed up. After a long time, when Wuhuan asked Lei Tao why they would think of him first every time they ran out of money and lacked something, they explained: "Ah Luo said that you eat with spirit soldiers, and people who pay the bills will lack good things." When Wuhuan heard this, she really wanted to run back to the past and beat her past self first.

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