Why are one or two of these robberies so daring!

Seeing the monks who were about to rob him scatter and flee, Tong Xiaoye was furious.

Is it so hard to be robbed?

She has two main purposes for pulling hatred, one is to get rid of these bastards who swallow people's blood and sweat, and the other is to take the opportunity to rob some more magic weapons, even if it is good to sell a few spirit stones, how much can be earned, who called himself to raise two treasures that waste spirit stones.

It's a pity that the robbers were frightened by the first shot, and no one dared to attack her again until the exit.

Tong Xiaoye sighed regretfully, seeing that she was less than a thousand miles away from the exit, she stopped, and was hesitating whether to hand in the task directly or wait, when a strange monk with a beautiful female cultivator blocked in front of her.

"This fellow Daoist, please stay, we still have twenty Wulei bamboos, borrow your bamboos for use."

Tong Xiaoye suddenly smiled and bent the corners of his eyes.

Very good, this monk is also in the contemplation period of the Great Perfection, it seems that he didn't plan to cut the bamboo himself at all, and as soon as he entered the trial ground, he was blocked at the exit, this kind of bastard who wants to make ill-gotten gains for nothing, isn't he just waiting for himself to rob the rich and help the poor for the heavens?

"Okay, how many to borrow?" Tong Xiaoye nodded with a smile, and if you want to cooperate as much as you want.

The robbed person is still so happy, isn't this little girl stupid?

The monk paused for a moment, and only after a while did he react, and said with a stammer: "Not much, just stay." ”

"Ten medium-grade spirit stones, one hand to pay and one hand to deliver, there are other magic weapons that can also be exchanged." Tong Xiaoye said it neatly, and the monk was stunned again.

The beautiful female cultivator beside him was unhappy: "Little cheap hoof, what are you laughing at, don't think that you can pass the test if you please Brother Wu, obediently leave the Wulei bamboo, otherwise you will ......"

"How else?"

A long Wulei bamboo smashed directly on the female cultivator, the people who blocked the road and robbed, Tong Xiaoye naturally would not be polite to them, his big eyes glared, and he said crisply: "There are spirit stones taken out, no spirit stones are rolling, disturb me to earn spirit stones, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

She is so generous, and she sells Wulei bamboo to them with good words, why do these people still don't know how to lift!

The female cultivator's fragile body was suddenly smashed to the ground, she screamed, and looked at Brother Wu with a pair of teary eyes: "Brother Wu, help me!" ”

That Brother Wu is behavior in the late stage of contemplation, hearing the beauty's words, he suddenly waved his hand, and a rock falling technique was cast, and the huge stone tilted down and smashed towards Tong Xiaoye.

Rao is that she dodges quickly, but she can't avoid the broken sand next to the rock, and the dust lifts her head and face, and she looks very wolf.

Tong Xiaoye was suddenly a little irritable.

"Leave the storage bag and bamboo, get out!" The Wulei bamboo in his hand waved fiercely, and Brother Wu was immediately swept away, Tong Xiaoye carried a storage bag, pointed at the female cultivator with a bamboo, and said: "You are the same, leave the storage bag and roll." ”

The nun trembled and put down the storage bag, a hint of hatred in her tearful apricot eyes.

Her strength is low, and she wanted to mix with the outer disciples of Chengtian Sect with her beauty, but she didn't expect to run into Tong Xiaoye, a bad star, the bamboo is gone, and even the storage bag is gone.

But this little slut is full of brute strength, and the waste surnamed Wu can't help her, what can she do.

The female cultivator left, the eldest brother Wu was fanned, the two left more than forty bamboos, a leather rope was tightly tied, Tong Xiaoye jumped on it and sat down, and did not speak, just looked at the monks around with big eyes, and when he saw a well-equipped monk walking by, he asked: "Big brother, do you need Wulei bamboo?" Ten medium-grade spirit stones, a very cost-effective! ”

There was no answer for a long time, and many monks who did not have enough bamboo were itching, and lingered near her for a long time, but no one started.

After a long time, a tall and thin boy came over boldly and stammered, "I don't have so many spirit stones, can five pieces?" ”

Tong Xiaoye looked at him with wide eyes.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, concentrating on the late cultivation, dragged more than 20 bamboos behind him, the leather rope was a little damaged, thinking that the original bamboo was enough, but he was robbed halfway.

The five medium-grade spirit stones are still made up of lower-grade spirit stones, and a medium-grade spirit stone is worth a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and a bunch of lower-grade spirit stones obviously exhaust all of the man's own.

Tong Xiaoye didn't like to bully honest people, so he nodded and said, "As soon as it opened, I'll give you half the price, don't take it as an example." ”

A bamboo was thrown directly into the boy's bamboo pile, Tong Xiaoye collected the spirit stone, and the boy left with excitement on his face.

With this precedent, gradually more monks bought bamboo, Tong Xiaoye resolutely did not bargain, and exchanged it with magic weapons if there were no spirit stones, and in a short time, more than forty bamboos sitting under her ass were sold out.

Tong Xiaoye patted the ashes on his clothes, dragged the bamboo he had cut and continued to walk forward.

I didn't expect to meet the first boy who bought her bamboo before.

The boy was covered in blood, and was fighting with a monk in the late stage of concentrating with a spell, and the bundled bamboo was scattered, and several were robbed, and he protected the bamboo while fighting, and the fight was very difficult.

Tong Xiaoye had the heart to help him, but he was surrounded first.

The scattered cultivators who came to participate in the trial were mixed, and many monks chose to go together, one to the enemy and the other to grab the bamboo, and wait for the robbery at the door, because they had never seen Tong Xiaoye sell bamboo in it.

This time, the people who stopped Tong Xiaoye were the three late-stage cultivators of Contemplation, who were undoubtedly a very powerful force among the many scattered cultivators.

Tong Xiaoye looked at the bamboo behind several people, his peach blossom pupils narrowed slightly, and he smiled like a fox.

She had killed a Jindan stage monk, how could she be afraid of these concentrating period cultivators who were two great realms lower, and she was only worried about competing spells before, if it was really strength, she was not afraid of the foundation building period monks.

It was still the Wulei bamboo as a weapon, and after a while, Tong Xiaoye threw the three of them thousands of miles away with brute force, and there were more than eighty more Wulei bamboos in his stock.

"Sell bamboo, ten spirit stones apiece, first buy first get a large discount!" Sitting on a bamboo pile high on a hill, Tong Xiaoye shouted crisply.

For a time, the people who bought the bamboo, the bamboo who grabbed the bamboo, and the bamboo came over, and there were a lot of people who watched the excitement, and there were many people around Tong Xiaoye, but they saw more and bought less.

People who can't protect their bamboo, even if they buy it, they will be snatched away by others, and in the end, it will always be cheaper for others.

The boy who had bought Tong Xiaoye's bamboo and was snatched away slowly squeezed over.

He was not lightly injured, one leg was almost broken, his whole body was bruised and swollen, and there were only a few bamboos left behind him, which was too bad, and it would definitely be useless if he wanted to pass the test.

"This fellow Daoist, I still want to buy bamboo." He opened his dark eyes and stared at Tong Xiaoye persistently.

"Oh, do you still have spirit stones?" Tong Xiaoye remembered that the previous five medium-grade spirit stones had exhausted all he had, and at this time his bamboo was even worse, where could he make up for it.

"I can sell my life to you." The boy didn't give up, and a hint of despair flashed in his eyes.

"What do I want your life to do?" Tong Xiaoye was about to refuse, but when he saw that people were coming to buy bamboo one after another, he had a flash of inspiration and said, "In this way, you help me sell bamboo and collect spirit stones, and finally there is the remaining bamboo, I can lend it to you." ”

The boy nodded overjoyed, afraid that Tong Xiaoye would not be satisfied, so he simply sat on the bamboo pile and shouted very skillfully: "Sell bamboo, the last chance to enter the Chengtian Sect, as long as ten medium-grade spirit stones, it's a pity not to buy regrets if you miss it, if you have the guts, try it!" ”

The voice is loud and full of energy, and I have to say that this guy is still a good businessman.

A large pile of bamboo was sold after a while, and a lot of magic weapons were collected, Tong Xiaoye was very satisfied.

The boy's expression was not very good-looking.

I sold all the bamboo, and I lend the rest to myself.

Tong Xiaoye raised his eyes and looked around, looking at the monks who were constantly fighting for spirit stones in the distance, and as soon as his heart moved, he asked, "Hey, which group of people robbed your bamboo?" ”

"I'll get it back myself, thank you." The boy shook his head, his eyes filled with hatred.

"Whoever is going to help you rob, I want to do business!" Tong Xiaoye glared at him, "Come on, who doesn't have a long eye to snatch the bamboo I sold, and I still want to die, I have principles in business!" ”

The boy was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his bruised and indistinguishable mouth were slightly curved.

After a while, Tong Xiaoye came back with a large bundle of bamboo.

Chengtianzong's testing ground became her cash cow, because the bamboo she sold was robbed and was responsible for snatching it back, and for a while people who bought bamboo flocked to it, and Tong Xiaoye's bamboo was even in short supply.

Seeing that the monk who had handed in the task was almost halfway through, Tong Xiaoye was afraid that there would be an accident due to lack of greed, so he counted the remaining bamboos, and beckoned to the boy: "Liao Tianming, let's go, let's go and hand in the task." ”

The two of them divided the rest of the bamboo to a few half-grown children who looked simple, each dragged a bundle of bamboo, and swaggered towards the exit.

No one dared to rob him, and Tong Xiaoye walked to the door very smoothly.

The old man who collected the bamboo let out a long sigh of relief.

Although it is a trial for the disciples of the outer sect, but there are also elders of the Jindan period watching it inside the door, that little girl treats the trial ground as her own back garden, and earns spirit stones without any scruples, if it weren't for Yan Tianhan who brought her is a disciple of Elder Jingxian, he would have thrown that little girl out a long time ago.

Just kidding, the outer disciples should have a flexible brain and cultivate to a high level, so that they can do things better for the sect, but the monks with a flexible brain and a high cultivation like to rob, and the little girl picks and robs the monks, so that this year's outer disciples are all honest and simple little guys, what is the use of such a person?

Yan Tianhan couldn't help laughing.

This little girl, who teaches him every day to beware of bad guys, is actually a soft-hearted person, if it weren't for helping those weak monks, why would she waste so much time.

In fact, Yan Tianhan really guessed wrong this time. R1152