"You're just talking nonsense, spewing blood!"

Luo Qingyan was furious all of a sudden.

This slut must not be able to find any other way to find fault with himself, so he simply said it.

"Do you think that if you say that casually, people will believe it?"

"Hmph, this kind of thing, but it needs to be substantiated, otherwise, believe it or not, I'll sue you for slander?"

"Hey, Qingli, are you sure?"

Nan Yusheng whispered in the back.

She was very worried that Ye Qingli was too confident just now, and she ended up talking too much, in case she was slapped in the face by Luo Qingyan, it would not be good.

"Don't worry, I'm sure."

Ye Qingli smiled and said to Luo Qingyan.

"It's very simple, let's find a way to give it a try."

"Hmph, what do you know? Do you think Longyan grass is so easy to find? Seventh-level spirit grass, there may not be one on the market! ”

Mo Zihan also said in a weird way on the side: "You have to forgive people, after all, you come from a small place, and you don't know what is precious." Maybe she thought it was like a cabbage, all over the streets! ”

Before the two of them finished their sarcastic words, they suddenly all froze there like hens stuck in their necks.

His eyes looked directly at Ye Qingli's hand.

In Ye Qingli's hand, he was holding a light purple spirit grass, although it looked a little withered, but the spiritual energy was still abundant.

It was Luo Qingyan who had just said that Ye Qingli could not take out the Longyan grass at all.

Ye Qingli said with a smile: "Today I tidied up the warehouse, and I accidentally found this thing in the corner, I don't know what it almost threw away as Chinese cabbage, it turns out that this is Longyan grass, otherwise, please help me identify it?" ”

The faces of the two men were swollen and red like eggplants, and they couldn't even speak.

They were still sarcastic just now, Ye Qingli was an uninformed person who didn't know how precious Longyan grass was, but now, people took it out like Chinese cabbage.

The ironclad facts were in front of them, so that they could not refute them at all.

Mo Zihan immediately changed the topic: "Since you have Longyan Grass in your hand, then, let's refine a pill and try it to see if you will eat the dead!" ”

"Okay."

Ye Qingli didn't care at all, and directly put the spirit grass on the table.

Seeing her such a big deal, many people were amazed.

This is a seventh-level spirit grass, so you just took it out casually?

This spirit grass was actually left by the worry-free old man back then, and was later replanted by Ye Qingli in the space, and only one of them survived for the time being, but she still had seeds, so Ye Qingli was not particularly cherished.

However, her generous performance immediately changed others' impression of him.

"Didn't they all say that Miss Ye was from a small place? It doesn't look like it now! ”

"That's it, not to mention a small place like Fengyi City, even if it's our Sunset City, no one can take out the seventh-level spirit grass casually!"

Ye Qingli didn't expect that an unintentional move by herself would immediately change her image.

She said very generously at this time: "You two take it to alchemy, after alchemy, find a random person to try, first say okay, I won't eat it!" ”