A thirteen-skill death-summoning Thunderbird man appeared in front of the two of them.

"That's good, fourth, you're lucky. This little hand is a thirteen-skill Death Thunderbird Man. Meng Xuan said appreciatively.

"What do you mean by a little hand, three sets of embryos have been scrapped just now, and these two are just returned to the furnace, but I didn't expect that there was really a dead Thunderbird man who turned the page." Li Guoming glanced at Meng Xuan and said.

"That's it, this embryo should be worth a lot of money. The speed qualification is OK, the growth is not bad, the anti-capital should be able to eat the Lantern Festival to 1400, as for the physical resources, more than 3,000 physical resources are enough, anyway, the role of physical resources is not too big. Meng Xuan said carefully.

"Brother Ming, this embryo is good." Lin Xingpeng said vaguely while chewing on the food.

"It's okay, how about it, do you want to use the book? Even if you defeat death, you can still use it as a blood baby with pace? Li Guoming asked with satisfaction.

Hearing Li Guoming say this, Meng Xuan and Lin Xingpeng hurriedly shook their heads.

Such a death embryo with thirteen skills, let's talk about whether it is possible to play the book, even if it is completed, it will not be of much effect to Meng Xuan.

You must know that there is a certain probability of death summoning, and probability is a good thing, that is, it is possible to hit, but in comparison, the probability of death summoning MISS is much greater. And when it comes to the more high-end competitions, the more likely the high-speed babies summoned by death are to be cleaned up, and there are very few times when they can really play death.

Let's take the elite competition on the front line now, more than 3,000 blood, eight or nine hundred defense, and seven hundred speed of the Death Thunderbird Man. I don't know if I can resist a swordsmanship or a blood-breaking attack.

Instead of spending so much money to drum up a baby who can only stand for one or two rounds, it is better to improve yourself.

And in Meng Xuan's opinion, six or seven of the blood baby's skills are enough, too many skill grids, and he doesn't know what beast to fight.

Of course, this is only Meng Xuan's personal understanding. It is not excluded that some local tyrants who like to take a baby who turns the page all over the body are comfortable, and they will like to spend a lot of money to get a blood baby who turns the page. At least, the underworld of the Emperor Killing family, Liu Yu, he is such a person.

"It's useless, Blood Baby doesn't need much skill grid, unless you're making four sucks. Why waste this money? Meng Xuan scratched his head and said.

"Well, it seems to be the same." Li Guoming nodded and said.

"Or, do you want to ask Liu Yu if you want it? Isn't this guy a page-turning baby all over his body? Huang Xu thought for a while and said.

"He won't want it, he's got all the babies now. Liu Yu, this guy has been working on sex babies lately. Lin Xingpeng hurriedly said.

Hearing the words of a few people next to him, Li Guoming did not choose to give the baby a book, but threw it directly into the treasure pavilion for sale. A thirteen-skill Death Thunderbird embryo sells for thousands of dollars, and there is no problem at all. If you are lucky and meet your favorite local tyrant, the price of seven or eight thousand is also a little possible.

As for letting Meng Xuan help him, if he uses the system to designate the scrolls, this baby will have to spend at least four or five system scrolls. And it's still such a problem, even if it is done, the all-red death Thunderbird man with thirteen skills will not be able to sell at a particularly good price. After all, the Thunderbird people are not painting souls and children, let alone those personality babies, and it is normal for the price to be low.

Rather than keep it, it's better to sell it directly.

After watching Li Guoming put this Thunderbird Man on the shelves of the Treasure Pavilion, Meng Xuan returned to his computer.

After hanging those viewers and local tyrants for about twenty minutes, the barrage in Meng Xuan's live broadcast room can be described as an explosion.

The dense barrage was refreshing rapidly, and at the same time, Meng Xuan's CC friend bar was also constantly flashing.

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Wuxiang City, the capital of Gui Province.

In the middle of this bustling city, inside a skyscraper in the heart of the city. On the top floor of the sixty-third floor, in a luxuriously decorated office, a young man was sitting in front of a computer. Anxiously waiting for a reply from a friend in the CC live broadcast.

Chen Quansheng, a man born in the 80s. It is also a well-known business elite in Wuxiang City. After more than ten years of struggle, he has changed from a small hairy head who has just come out of society to become one of the outstanding young people in Wuxiang City. Of course, the support of his parents and parents-in-law is indispensable.

However, to be able to work hard for such a position, it also depends more on his personal strength.

Today, he is also a big boss with a net worth of hundreds of millions or even billions.

Chen Quansheng is not working, and the dream journey to the west is his only fun, firstly, this game has accompanied him for several years, and secondly, this game is often to see who has more money. Unfortunately, in terms of money, although he is not worth hundreds of billions or trillions like Boss Ma. However, when it comes to playing games, he still has the ability to spend some money.

I always spend more than an hour every day playing Fantasy Journey to the West, going to the ring to pretend to be compared or going to play cross-server. It also made him find a lot of fun in it.

Today, he was listening to Lao Wang's bragging in Lao Wang's live broadcast room, and after seeing a "Leng Feng anchor selling a non-level knife against the sky" floating above the barrage in the live broadcast room, he was also ecstatic.

No, I came to this cold front's live broadcast room for the first time, and after looking at the three calamities of the unlevel karmic fire that appeared at the top of the screen, I liked it in my heart.

As a local tyrant, as the elite overlord of the Qingxiu Mountain server, he has always wanted a superb non-level weapon. Especially now that he has entered the Elite Cup, he is even more eager for high-damage non-level weapons.

Sometimes, though, it's not just a matter of money. It's like these high-damage weapons, holding these high-damage and non-level players, which one is the master of bad money. Since half a year ago, he has begun to collect weapons with a total damage of more than 920.

But after receiving it for so long, he still didn't receive a weapon that suited his heart. Either you can't find it, or you find it, and people won't sell it.

"Hey, why hasn't this Leng Feng replied to my message for so long? Didn't you say sell? Chen Quansheng said while looking at the message bar.

Looking at the friend bar that had not replied for a long time, Chen Quansheng tapped the keyboard again and sent another quotation message.

But after waiting for a few minutes, he still didn't get a reply, and he was anxious, so he also put up a little bit of the offer he had just made.

"Enough should be enough, right? Don't be too greedy. That's pretty much the price of this weapon. Even if it's a level 150 look, you can't ask for it too hard. Chen Quansheng muttered to himself.

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