It's okay if the Taoist priest doesn't say it.

This said.

Fang Xiaobai's heart ached violently again.

Not so exciting.

A kind of natural treasure for tens of millions?

What level of treasure does that have to be?

Such a good baby, but they were all exchanged for Huaxia coins?

Isn't that a waste!

Fang Xiaobai is not a person who cares about money, but those treasures that are very important to ancient martial artists, Fang Xiaobai cares a lot.

These things don't just care about Fang Xiaobai alone.

As long as it is an ancient warrior, it will care.

There are really not many losers like Taoist priests.

"Master, don't do this in the future, my heart is not good, I can't stand it!" Fang Xiaobai said.

Of course, the Taoist priest understood what Fang Xiaobai meant, that is, he didn't want him to exchange the treasures of heaven and earth for money.

In fact, the Taoist priest did this, but it was also a helpless move.

He doesn't have that much money, but he needs money to help those people a lot of the time.

Taoist priests don't want to waste time to make money, so it is most suitable to use natural treasures to exchange money.

This is the most time-saving way, and it is also the best way that Taoist priests can come up with.

Although this way, others may not agree, but the Taoist priest does not care.

In the final analysis, his strength is too strong, and he is the only one.

Although those heavenly treasures are good, in the eyes of Taoist priests, they are the same thing.

There's nothing that can't be sold.

As long as you are happy, everything else is not a problem.

"You kid, don't say cool words, if you honor your master for 200 million a year, you naturally don't have to sell those treasures as a teacher!"

The relationship between the Taoist priest and Fang Xiaobai has been a lot closer during this period of time.

If it weren't for intimacy, I wouldn't have said such a thing.

Fang Xiaobai naturally does not have two billion.

Actually, he was a poor man.

The money on his body was still given by Hong Xiao.

However, if he doesn't have two billion, it doesn't mean that others don't.

"Master, I am also a poor person, I don't have two billion, but there is one person who does!" Fang Xiaobai said with a smile.

"Who?"

Fang Xiaobai didn't say a word, and pointed at Hong Xiao.

"Master, I feel that you can make a deal with the boss, the boss gives you enough money every year, and you give the boss some natural treasures, so that the mutually beneficial and win-win things happen between your own people, and you have nothing to do with outsiders.

The boss must like all kinds of natural treasures, and you need money, you cooperate with the boss, the boss can also give more money, anyway, the boss has money, what do you say? ”

I have to say that Fang Xiaobai is too smart.

Those Taoist priests don't look down on it and think it's useless, but in the hands of other people, it's definitely a rare good thing.

If this is given to the boss, the boss will definitely want it.

It can be spent as much as you want.

Rich anyway!

In this way, the transaction was between the boss and the master.

A little more for you or a little less for me is not a problem.

Many things can be discussed.

This is undoubtedly the best, solution to the problem.

It can also make the relationship between the boss and the master, and it is easy to open up whatever you do in the future.

In the final analysis, Fang Xiaobai is still towards Hong Xiao.

This is also normal.

After all, he didn't deceive the Taoist priest anything, all of them were fair and reasonable, and they were all negotiable.

Fang Xiaobai felt that his construction was simply perfect.

As for the Taoist priest, I also feel that this building is good.

Hong Xiao is rich, and he knows a little.

If you can cooperate with Hong Xiao, it is really the best.

Before, every time I sold the treasures, it was not so simple.

It's troublesome.

Some treasures are too valuable for anyone to buy.

Moreover, the Taoist priest had to consider other issues, such as the true value of the treasures, such as how to buy and sell the most cost-effective.

There are a lot of things to consider.

And the Taoist priest himself is not good at these.

Therefore, every time he sells something, the Taoist priest feels very troublesome.

If you can cooperate with Hong Xiao, maybe the problem will be solved.

With Fang Xiaobai as the middleman, many things have become much simpler.

There is no risk either.

You can also get the money in the first place to help those in need.

This is what Taoist priests value the most.

"Xiaobai, this construction of yours is not bad, but I don't know if Hong Xiao will agree!" The Taoist priest said.

"Hehe, Master, don't worry, the boss will definitely agree."

If you want to say that you know Hong Xiao, there are really not many people who can surpass Fang Xiaobai.

All the more so in this aspect.

Hong Xiao is not short of money, but if he is a treasure, he cares a lot.

As long as the master can provide heaven and earth treasures, the boss must accept all the orders.

"Master, the boss has been like this for a long time, when will he wake up?" Fang Xiaobai asked.

The Taoist priest also observed Hong Xiao and said, "From now on, don't make any noise, he should be about to wake up." ”

As he spoke, the Taoist priest smiled lightly, and then two rays of light burst out of his eyes, and he went straight to Hong Xiao.

……

"Where is this?"

Hong Xiao didn't know how much time had passed, until he woke up again.

He was still a little confused.

Looking at the forest in front of him, Hong Xiao seemed to have forgotten his previous qiē.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

"You forgot what happened before?"

I don't know where this voice came from, but Hong Xiao heard it clearly.

And after hearing this voice, Hong Xiao was instantly stunned.

Because, he has already remembered.

Shen Luomin.

Xiao Min.

Hong Xiao stood up suddenly and looked around with a painful expression.

"Where's Min?"

"Where's Min?"

"Where's Min?"

"Xiaomin, where are you?"

Hong Xiao shouted frantically.

He remembered it clearly.

Min is dead.

Killed by a grenade.

Then, his whole being fell into madness.

Until now, he came to his senses, but he couldn't see anything.

It was clear that he was still in the forest, surrounded by big trees, but Xiao Min had disappeared.

Even if Xiao Min is really dead, the body should still be there.

If it was an ordinary Hong Xiao, he would definitely be able to find something wrong.

But now, he couldn't see it.

I only cared about Shen Luomin in my heart, and the others had already forgotten about it.

I even forgot the sound that sounded before.

There is no one here, how can there be a sound!

Poof.

Hong Xiao knelt on the ground, his face painful and helpless.

He really remembered this time, Xiao Min died.

Shen Luomin is dead.

He died to save him.

Hong Xiao's heart was filled with endless remorse.

He can never forget jì.

When the enemy's gunfire rang out, Shen Luomin didn't care about blocking his hands.

Bullets burrowed into her body, blood smeared on her body.

At the moment when the grenade exploded, Shen Luomin pushed himself away in order to protect himself, and then he was blown up in the air at the moment when the grenade exploded.

Thinking of Shen Luomin's bloody appearance, Hong Xiao's whole body was throbbing.

That kind of pain goes deep into the soul.

It's something you'll never forget.

Before, Hong Xiao held Shen Luomin's body and sank.

Now, even if he has come to his senses, as long as he thinks of Shen Luomin's situation, he can't help but fall into silence again.

Hong Xiao's heart is extremely painful.

This may not be changed.

"Hong Xiao, do you want to suffer for the rest of your life?"

At this moment, the voice sounded again.

Or there is no one, only the sound of the storage zài.

In this space, the sound appears very abruptly and disappears at any time.

In normal times, with Hong Xiao's vigilant character, he would have jumped up a long time ago and was on guard.

Who knows whose voice is in the shadows.

He won't do anything to himself.

But now, Hong Xiao is completely silent in grief, and he has no awareness of even the most basic self-protection.

He even had a feeling that death was also a relief.

So, he may have deliberately chosen not to hear anything.

The voice in the dark was not sympathetic to Hong Xiao's current state at all, but was full of ridicule.

"Hehe, Hong Xiao, Hong Xiao, you are in such a state, it's like a dead fish, sad and pitiful, it's really funny!"

The voice seemed to want to provoke the anger in Hong Xiao's heart.

He knew that Hong Xiao at this moment needed love in addition to sadness and despair.

Anger, maybe good.

However, Hong Xiao was no longer angry.

Even if he had, his anger was directed at himself.

In the end, it all became boundless sadness and despair.

Therefore, this voice deliberately provoked Hong Xiao, which obviously had no effect.

It also discovered this.

The voice suddenly disappeared.

In the whole space, except for the sound of Hong Xiao's breathing, it was quiet.

For Hong Xiao, the current qiē is no longer important.

Only the deceased Shen Luomin.

I don't know if it's been too long, Hong Xiao doesn't feel anything, he can't feel the passage of time, and he can't feel anything about his body.

He doesn't know thirst, he doesn't know hunger.

A qiē perception disappeared from Hong Xiao's body.

It's a terrible thing.

If this continues, Hong Xiao will completely exile his spirit and become a walking corpse.

At that time, it is difficult to say whether it will be able to wake up or not.

All of a sudden.

The voice came again.

At first, it was a sigh.

"Hey......"

This sigh includes a lot, some disappointment, some unwillingness, some doubts, and a trace of admiration.

I don't know how the last trace of admiration came about.

And after this sigh, Hong Xiao's spirit was forcibly pulled back.

Hong Xiaomu raised his head, without any color in his eyes.

But no matter what, he did wake up.

This fact is irrevocable.

Hong Xiao, who was already about to sink, pulled back with a sigh.

I have to say that the master behind this sigh is not simple!

However, although Hong Xiao's spirit was pulled back, he couldn't make any thinking yet.

He was already immersed in grief.

Looked at.

The voice rang out again.

"Hong Xiao, do you really want to be so silent, your sorrow, your pain, your despair, have crushed you.

In your spiritual world, there may be nothing else to be nostalgic for.

But if you sink several times, what will happen to your parents? What to do with Hong Tong and Diandian, Hong Yuyan, Yu Linglong, Shen Lin...... What should they do? ”

This voice seemed to know a lot about Hong Xiao's affairs, and told all the people that Hong Xiao cared about.

And as these names were mentioned, there was a trace of brilliance in Hong Xiao's eyes.