"Since you two are martial artists who eat crabs for the first time, my young master will give each of you a hundred-year-old ginseng, and we don't have fifty-year-old ginseng, so we will convert it into a hundred-year-old ginseng for you, how about it?"

Yun Feng didn't pay attention to the careful thinking of the two of them, turned his eyes to the earth and asked.

Fifty-year-old ginseng, there is really no ginseng here in the morning.

The system also does not have fifty years of ginseng sales, the reason is that fifty years is too low-end, if it is sold, it is to pull down the system, which is also drunk.

"Okay, thank you!"

I heard that fifty-year-old ginseng was converted into hundred-year-old ginseng for myself and others, and the tone of heaven and earth was full of excitement, and the tone was very kind.

Fifty-year-old ginseng is not as effective as hundred-year-old ginseng at all.

And I also got two extra 100-year-old ginsengs, which is really a happy event.

Seemingly.

The two of them were the first to come out, so they really didn't come wrong.

"Also, if you want to exchange ginseng for other natural treasures, you can do that."

Without waiting for the two of them to get excited, Yun Feng spoke again and said.

"No need."

Di Que shook his head and rejected Yun Feng's kindness.

At present, what they lack most is 100-year-old ginseng, not junk herbs that are useless to them.

"Blue Dream."

Seeing the insistence of the two people, Yun Feng did not hesitate and began to call Lan Meng.

Lan Meng, who was always ready in the back hall, after being summoned by Steward Yun, greeted the three maids and said, "One by one, serve these three trays." ”

"Yes!" Three crisp and sweet voices sounded, and three beautiful girls, dressed in ancient costumes and robes, embodied the fairy spirit and illusory, picked up the three trays and walked towards the lobby.

Heaven and earth are both the pinnacle realm of the day after tomorrow, and they are one step away from entering the innate existence, and they are deaf and clear, so they naturally hear the movement in the back hall.

As the three girls walked out under the leadership of Lan Meng, each tray was filled with ginseng like a little old man.

"Please take a look."

The three girls seemed to be professionally trained, and brought the tray to the two of them, with no intention of leaving, Lan Meng said to the two.

She was also instructed to do so.

Let the two of them confirm that this thing is real first, so as not to give them a fake after the contents of the tray leave their hands for a while, and then it will be difficult to escape the blame.

I'm in big trouble.

In this troubled world, a hundred-year-old ginseng can make people crazy.

I'm afraid my life is less important than a single ginseng.

So, try to be perfect in doing things.

"Okay."

The two of them didn't say anything, I can trust you and other, touch it with my hands, and even use the qi and blood in my body to sense the authenticity of ginseng.

As for stealing the sky and changing the day, the tanuki for the prince?

I'm sorry, doing this in front of the innate powerhouse is tantamount to looking for death, they don't have the guts.

"No problem."

The two carefully felt the three hundred-year-old ginseng, and nodded very convincingly, the ginseng is not fake.

"Very good, since the two of you are sure that the ginseng is not fake, please take it yourself to avoid unnecessary consequences."

After Lan Meng saw that the two of them said that this was genuine, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the confidence in his tone was a little more sufficient, and he said.

She still didn't believe that anyone dared to play tricks in front of the young master and Steward Yun.

Tian Remnant and Earth Defect took the tray from the three of them, put away the ginseng inside, and then remained silent and stopped talking.

Lan Meng also beckoned the three girls to go down.

This is not the place they should be.

"Twelve-way Tan legs, strong coolies." At this moment, a man dressed in linen clothes walked in from outside, full of explosive power, and his eyes were clear, as if he was a strong coolie in a clear pool, and walked in from the outside.

"Young Master, the early stage of a first-class martial artist is equivalent to just entering the late stage of the day after tomorrow."

Yun Feng saw that the coolie who walked in was strong, but he didn't shy away from it, and generously said the strength of the coolie in the lobby.

And the name of Coolie Qiang, he also knows that it is not his real name, but the title of the rivers and lakes.

Wandering the rivers and lakes, they are afraid that the vendetta of the rivers and lakes will cause trouble to their families, so few people use their real names.

Dare to use your real name, that is not afraid of death, is very confident in yourself, and has the existence to solve all troublesome things.

Even if it is a supreme powerhouse like the Huoyun Evil God, it can be seen just by the nickname of the rivers and lakes.

"Please take a seat."

Yan Chen didn't say anything, all of this was commanded by Yun Feng.

The coolie did not hesitate at all, and sat directly on the opposite side of the world, his eyes vigilantly revolving around the two of them.

He seemed to feel the breath of natural restraint from the two of them.

So.

He didn't want to sit with them.

Blue ......

Without waiting for Yun Feng to open his mouth to call Lan Meng for tea, another voice sounded, and a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt with some traces of vicissitudes on his face walked in with a wooden stick in his hand and said, "Wulang gossip stick heir!" ”

This person is a fried vendor.

When he saw the familiar and unfamiliar coolie Qiang next to him, he was stunned and shocked and said: "Strong, you are actually, you are actually the descendant of the Twelve Roads Tan Leg?" ”

He never thought that the guy who was usually honest and honest, who went to the dock to carry sacks all day long, was actually a first-class martial artist who was deeply hidden, and he was also the descendant of the Twelve Roads Tan Legs.

"Brother, you, you, the heir of the gossip stick, you are called hidden deeply......"

Coolie Qiang was also shocked by this guy, the boss who was weak and weak, and was frying fried fritters and fried soy milk all day long, was actually the successor of Goro's gossip stick.

God, you're not kidding me, are you?

"The Descendants of the Wire Fist of the Hong Family ......"

Suddenly.

Thinking of another voice, the coolie and the fried vendor glanced at each other, and a look of shock appeared in their eyes.

They were all familiar with the voice, wasn't it the tailor next door?

He is actually the heir of the Hong family's iron fist?

Could it be that the existence of the pig cage city is the heirs of various sects, right?

"Brother, you are strong, I didn't expect you to be all martial artists, it's really hidden." The tailor had more than a dozen iron rings in his hands, and he looked at the two of them very indifferently, but the shock in his tone was indescribable.

"There's no way, this world, the little devil doesn't give people a way to live at all, my twelve-way Tan leg was wiped out, and I was hunted down by little Japan with a bounty, if I don't hide it, I'm afraid the twelve-way Tan leg will be extinct."

When he heard the tailor's words, his tone was full of incomparable bitterness and desolation, and he said sadly.

"Who doesn't have something unspeakable? Isn't my Gorou gossip stick destroyed? Many of the treasured classics in the sect were snatched away by the little devils, and in desperation, they could only choose to go to the pigpen city to avoid trouble, this time it was also because the resources provided by Young Master Chen were too human, so they had to come out to take the job, and then improve their cultivation to avenge the senior brothers and sisters......

(End of chapter)