As for Wu Zhi's losses...... As long as it's not his own, the rest doesn't matter.

Besides, although An Lushan didn't like to take care of the affairs of the sect, he didn't know the countless benefits that Wu Xin had reaped with his special status in a super sect like the Liuyun Sect.

So, what is the matter with fighting the local tyrants and dividing the fields, plucking a few hairs from the cows?

An Lushan thought so, but Wu Zhi, who was slaughtered, didn't think so.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

It must be known that he has a lot of things, but most of them are extorted from other timid disciples, which is not a good thing at all.

Only those given to him by his father and some bigwigs are considered to be the best, but he has very few such things, how can he be willing to give them to Lin Xiaofan?

And there are too many of those things that are life-saving things, so why do you need to carry such things in this "comfortable" Liuyun faction?

It must be known that although Wu Xin dotes on him and loves him, there is no way to get a storage ring for him, so that he can carry some treasures.

So now Wu Zhi is entangled......

The things given are too ordinary...... Don't think about it, looking at An Lushan's obscene, small but vicious eyes, you can't get by.

The things given are too valuable...... Wu Zhi really has such a thing, but he can't bear it. For example, the Ruyi Armor that he has worn on his body since he was a child can not only be big and small, but he can also resist a hard blow in the early stage of the ninth-level Spirit Saint at a critical time, which is almost equivalent to an extra life, so such a baby, not to mention An Lushan, looks down on him, even if he grabs it directly, he will not give it to death.

What to do?

An Lushan's eyes became more and more fierce, Wu Zhi's face became more and more urgent, and the little brothers were nothing, they didn't make a sound, they didn't add to the chaos, and they would never set themselves on fire.

Only Lin Xiaofan's smile became thicker and thicker, and the corners of his mouth were like a crooked moon, curled higher and higher.

Seeing the anger in Wu Zhi's heart, the anger in his heart became more and more intense: Boy, you wait, one day I will make you pay.

"This is a beast crystal of an eighth-level thunder beast, please smile."

Wu Zhi finally remembered something on his body that sounded good, but was useless to himself.

Eighth-level thunder beasts, irritable species, launch anger to double their attacks and defenses, and even some ninth-level spirit saints will be thundered to death by them if they are not careful, so their thunder crystals are really good things.

When Wu Zhi went out in the morning, he met an elder who was looking for his father to do something, and he gave it to him "easily", and he looked at it for fun, so he kept carrying it.

Lei Jing?

Lin Xiaofan is not a novice in the mountains, and the thunder beast is not a rare species, so he also knows the value of this thing.

It's just that he is a spiritual person who cultivates both yin and yang, so what's the use of asking for this thing?

Lin Xiaofan's face remained unchanged, smiling, and shaking his head......

Seeing this, An Lushan immediately waved his hand, "Change one!" ”

"You-" Wu Zhi was angry - to the insatiable Lin Xiaofan, depressed - to An Lushan, who didn't know that the tendon was wrong, but now he had no choice, so he had to put away Lei Jing, but took out a pill, "This is a heaven-level fire-based elixir, which is counted in the whole country, and it has a great bonus effect on fire-type spirits." ”

This is not that he is bragging, and experts like An Lushan also nodded again and again, indicating that this is indeed the case. However, this elixir is only a heaven-level inferior product, and Wu Zhi uses the heaven-level to explain it in general, which is suspected of fooling, but it is not a deception. And An Lushan felt that something of such value was indeed sincere enough, so he didn't break it.

But...... Hairy?

Lin Xiaofan shook his head again.

What suits you is the most useful.

When he got his hand, he used the right ones, and he didn't have the consciousness of just helping Wu Zhi keep it temporarily.

An Lushan doesn't think it's a big deal to see the excitement: "Change one." ”