Chapter 433: Praying Mantis Catches Cicadas and Yellow Finches Behind (2)
If it weren't for the unanimous agreement of the other four patriarchs, I am afraid that they would not be able to make up their minds.
The other four have no money or resources, and their strength is not as good as her, but Patriarch Shang has a big secret behind him - the crystal vein.
Seeing that the four patriarchs had left, Ling Xi couldn't help but say, "Patriarch Shang, do you know why I left you alone?" ”
"My subordinates don't know what the young master means?"
For the title of young master, Ling Xi was still a little uncomfortable.
In an instant, she took out two spars, one from the four major sects and the other from ...... The spar brought out by the Zhong family brothers and sisters.
"Look at the difference."
Patriarch Shang knew this, but he believed that this situation would be improved in the near future, and he wanted to hide it, but he suddenly glanced at Ling Xi's sharp eyes, and couldn't help but shudder.
Ling Xi stared straight at Patriarch Shang, if Patriarch Shang had something to hide, she would most likely expel him mercilessly.
The lockdown has finally grown up, and she is willing to put a restless bomb around her, even if she only has a little bit of anti-bones, she doesn't want to be bitten hard in the future.
Patriarch Shang was furious by Ling Xi's eyes, thinking that this was the descendant of Qinglu, Ling Xi was only in his early twenties at the moment, and he had a full chance of becoming an immortal in the future!
Would you care about his little spar vein?
I'm afraid that half of the continent can be destroyed with a wave of my hand???
And the young master seems to see the difference?
He couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "Back to the young master, isn't this spar handed over to you by the Zhong family's brothers and sisters?" ”
"Exactly."
Patriarch Shang took a deep breath and replied, "Young Master, my subordinates have found a spar vein in the Luofeng Mountain Range, and this spar is produced by the crystal vein. ”
Ling Xi raised her eyebrows, and she was also relieved in her heart, she didn't want to tear her face with the patriarch.
Ling Xi said indifferently: "Thank you Patriarch Shang for informing me, the matter of the spar vein will be handed over to you, I hope you can use it to improve the dilemma of the half-orcs of various tribes." ”
As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Shang was overjoyed.
Of course, he didn't think that Ling Xi had handed over this matter to him, the entire spar vein was his, and the young master's implication was to let him mine with the patriarchs of various clans.
Of course, if they encounter the best spars, they will not be stupid enough to hide themselves, and they are afraid that they will have to report it.
Moreover, the deeper the spar vein is excavated, the more treasures and spiritual weapons are needed, and the movement is too big, and sooner or later it will be discovered.
Now that he is protected by the young master, he is much more relieved.
Patriarch Shang was so frightened that he wanted to swallow it alone just now, and he almost did something stupid.
When the time comes, everyone will know about it, and the young master will not forgive him easily.
Ling Xi didn't know what Patriarch Shang was thinking, and ordered him to retreat before he sat down on the ground.
Ling, who had never spoken, stepped forward, squatted down and even rolled his eyes at her, while loosening the muscles of his arm for her.
The moment the big hand touched, Ling Xi gasped.
"It hurts."
"Well deserved."
Although the demon wolf said this, the strength in his hand was slowly lightened.
Ling Xi felt the pain in the demon power rubbing it little by little, and it was gradually relieved.
There was just a big battle, and sure enough, the time was abnormal, and the power of the red flame would backfire, and the two arms and even the internal organs would be affected.
However, vaguely, it seems that the realm of refining the body is about to be raised to the third order of the Jiedan.
Ling looked at the girl without saying a word, looking stupid and happy, very funny, not at all as old and stable as Fang Cai, and looked like a deep city.
Thinking of this, Ling felt sweet in his heart.
Sure enough, he is different from others in her heart.
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