Where did Meng Fan get the Soul Spirit Pill?

The Nan Wu faction doesn't have this thing, and neither does the Eighteen Mountains.

There is only a Soul Crystal Pill with a similar name.

What Meng Fan took out was obviously not the Soul Crystal Pill.

"Oh!" Jin Lian'er suddenly remembered something, and whispered in Li Xiaoman's ear, "It must have been that kid who touched it from the dead man, it's so dishonest, he actually hides his secrets!"

Li Xiaoman smiled faintly.

When she instructed Meng Fan to cultivate, Meng Fan also raised the question of whether the heavens would be selfish, he secretly hid a few soul essence pills, it was simply too reasonable for his temperament, there was no surprise.

Song Zheliu was not surprised at all, and already knew a lot about his brother who lived with him.

At this time, Meng Fan did not have a top-grade soul essence pill, but with his immortal realm cultivation, it was very easy to refine a top-grade one, and he said to the old shopkeeper: "Give you a medium-grade and bring the sword over." ”

The old shopkeeper was greatly moved, holding his hands with two swords, and couldn't help but hand them to Meng Fan's side.

The young man who was turned into the son of Yuwen by the old shopkeeper didn't know what he meant, and he embarrassed Meng Fan and the others, and at this time frowned and said: "I will give out 50,000 soul money." ”

"Two medium-grade soul essence pills. Meng Fan said.

"Seven...... Seventy thousand soul money!" The young man's voice was not calm.

"Three medium grades. Meng Fan said.

The old shopkeeper's hand holding the sword was already trembling.

Jin Lian'er's beautiful eyes were already shining, and her outer disciple was simply earning face for herself!

Those three dead people didn't cut it for nothing!

The next time she encounters a similar situation, she will have to pick up the dead!

It's just that Meng Fan really has a medium grade, shouldn't he be bluffing?

It's okay to bluff people, first make enough face!

"Uh......" The young man finally stopped bidding, afraid that his family background would not allow him to show off on the two handfuls of soul banknotes that were only worth a few dollars, pointed to the upstairs of the store, and said to Meng Fan in a deep voice, "Can you go upstairs and talk?"

"Don't!" Jin Lian'er stopped, "Don't go up, what should I do if I hurt someone?"

"It's fine. Meng Fan smiled, "With Xiao Man here, who dares to be presumptuous." ”

The young man took a serious look at Li Xiaoman for the first time, and then walked around the counter and walked upstairs, and Meng Fan followed.

Li Xiaoman immediately stood at the top of the stairs.

The old shopkeeper was even more embarrassed, rubbed his hands, and stood aside.

"This benevolent brother. When he arrived upstairs, the young man's expression became proud again, and he intentionally or unintentionally showed his early cultivation in the early stage of slashing the sky, "In Xia Yuwen Sword, I like to collect all kinds of famous swords in my life, I don't know the name of Brother Ren?"

"I'll give you all the excuses. Meng Fan said indifferently.

"Hehe!" the young man smiled, "The two swords downstairs are actually extremely inferior, a thousand soul banknotes are not worth it, and there are a lot of real divine weapons in the next house, and there are several double swords, how about making a deal?"

Seeing Meng Fan's indifferent expression, the young man continued: "I know that you don't have a middle-grade soul essence pill, even if you are a low-grade soul essence pill, it is estimated that you don't have a few, you just save face in front of women......! Hehe...... Win my heart, if you are willing to give him to me, I am willing to give your woman a pair of double swords worth 50,000 soul banknotes, and give you 50,000 soul banknotes, you don't have to do anything, just take your two women away......"

"It turned out to be infatuated. Meng Fan smiled.

Meng Fan comes from the secular world and can understand the preferences of young people very well, if they are willing, it is no problem to get married together, but the young man's means are clearly to be strong against Song Zheliu, and although Song Zheliu looks feminine, it seems that when staring at Li Xiaoman's waist, his eyes are a little confused.

Song Zheliu doesn't like men.

Meng Fan suddenly touched his hand in his arms, took out a few pill bottles, and poured them into the palm of his hand: "No middle grade?"

The young man's pupils widened!

It's all medium-grade soul essence pills!

When he went upstairs, Meng Fan had already quietly refined a few medium-grade pills.

Meng Fan walked to a beautifully embossed wooden table again, shook his clothes, and dropped dozens of bottles of pills on the table, and said, "Brother lacks this thing?"

The young man's mouth trembled, and his face turned pale.

"Do you want to see more?" Meng Fan shook his shirt and dropped dozens of bottles.

Shake again, it's dozens of bottles again!

A hill was piled up on the table.

He is now an upstart, he has looted hundreds of bottles in the leader's stockade, and when he saw the Soul Spirit Pill at that time, he was sure that this thing was very expensive, otherwise the head of the Immortal Dual Realm would be regarded as a treasure?

Yue Laoqi and other paper soldiers also robbed him a lot along the way.

At the moment, only part of it is revealed.

Meng Fan lost the interest in playing, covered the pile of soul essence pills with his clothes, received the Qiankun space, and then stood in front of the stunned young man, and said: "Yuwen Sword, right, you can't compare to your brother compared to your family, the place where your brother came is not something you can imagine, and you can't afford to provoke your brother, hurry up and go downstairs and get out, otherwise you will face unbearable consequences, and you want to be ruined?"

The young man looked at the hideous scar on Meng Fan's face, and was taken by the fierce momentum on Meng Fan's body, and his body began to tremble.

He is a person with a certain status in Huaigu City, and he can be regarded as having seen the world, but in front of Meng Fan, he suddenly felt that he was so small that he was not even as good as an ant.

How did he know that Meng Fan didn't deceive him at all.

Meng Fan's several titles can scare him to death when he says them, sect elder, sect head, small deputy palace master, and the lord of Qingqiu City...... Not to mention that he is still a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, and there is also a "ghost difference" whose identity is still unknown!

In both yin and yang, they are all powerful characters!

Meng Fan is now willing to nag in front of him, which is already a great honor for him!

He didn't even have the qualifications to lick Meng Fan's toes!

"You ......" the young man stepped back, walked to the window, pushed open the window and pointed out the window, "After all, you are a foreigner, no matter what your origins are, if I let you stay, you can't leave!

The youth tacitly acquiesced to being a snake.

Meng Fan glanced out the window and said expressionlessly, "What?"

The young man said with a sad face: "Man, the strong man who protects me casually, five people, you see, they are all waiting outside...... Hmm!"

The young man suddenly stopped talking.

When the window was opened, the five strong men who accompanied him to protect him still looked up and smiled at him, but now they are all gone!

It's like evaporating from the world!

The young man poked his head out of the window in disbelief and saw that his person was really gone!

The young man suddenly realized something, his own people must have been killed by Meng Fan's people, since Meng Fan boasted about himself so badly, how could he not bring Hu Cong over?

"I ...... Suddenly I had something going on at home...... It's been a pleasure to meet you, goodbye!"

The young man went downstairs like a gust of wind, and the pink boy who was with him hurriedly chased him out, shouting Childe wait for me!

Meng Fan touched his chin upstairs: "It's really cool to show off your wealth and strength......

(End of chapter)