What an honor it was to be grabbed by a Holy Dragon Mentor in the hall? Mu Nan's whole person was about to float.

Mu Hanyan swept the corner of his eyes, and inadvertently found that five oily fingerprints appeared on Mu Nan's wrist that was grabbed by Wenren Qingqiu, and a chill suddenly appeared in his heart: This Holy Dragon Mentor is really sloppy.

"How much?" Wenren Qingqiu then asked, as if he was afraid that he would change his mind.

"This ......" Mu Nan was still a little dizzy, he didn't think about how high these herbs could be sold at all, so he didn't care about this matter, and when Wenren Qingqiu asked, his eyes naturally darkened.

"Don't use this or that, no matter how much it is, I bought it all, come and I'll set the money for you first, so that you don't change your hexagram. Hearing this, Qingqiu waved his hand and said arrogantly. With that, he reached out and took out the money in his arms.

Digging, digging, but I always didn't see his hand stretched out, and the expression on his face changed from excitement at the beginning to doubt, frowning and thinking about it.

Thinking about it, I saw him take his hand out.

I thought he would take out a stack of silver tickets, but when it became clear what he was holding, several people present were petrified at the same time.

I saw his greasy hand, holding an even more greasy chicken leg, and while thinking, he naturally reached into his mouth.

"I remember, the silver ticket seems to have been bought all the way to the chicken legs, and all the body is gone. Wenren Qingqiu finally remembered where the silver ticket went. If you want to change someone else, it must be a flash of inspiration and a slap on the brain, but he gnawed on the chicken leg fiercely.

After saying this, he remembered that everyone else was looking at him? He glanced at Mu Nan and the others with a little embarrassment, held the chicken leg in one hand and nibbled it violently, and reached into his arms with the other hand to dig it out.

Mu Hanyan and the others thought that this time he would take out something valuable to temporarily pay for the money, but when he took out his hand again, Mu Hanyan and the others were stunned again.

"I'm sorry, I forgot about this, there are still a few chicken legs here, do you want to eat them?" Wen Ren Qingqiu asked apologetically with a few chicken legs in his hand.

Several people looked at him blankly, not knowing how to answer for a while.

This...... This Holy Dragon Mentor loves to eat chicken legs so much? Speaking of which, with his status, his wealth must not be too small, but he actually bought chicken legs and ate them all, how many chicken legs did he buy? Do you eat chicken legs for three meals a day? Snacks are also chicken legs? Supper? Wait, after eating so many chicken legs without vegetables, can you really pull the poop smoothly? Mu Hanyan shook his head, thinking about some messy and disgusting things.

"Well, thank you, we're not hungry. Mu Nan came back to his senses and said to Wenren Qingqiu.

It was almost noon, it was false to say that he was not hungry, seeing the oily golden and attractive chicken legs, Mu Nan secretly swallowed his saliva, but then looked at his oily hands, and then thought about it, this chicken leg was directly stuffed into his arms, and Mu Nan's appetite was completely gone.

"Don't be hungry, the money is gone, I'll keep it to fill my hunger when I go back. Wenren Qingqiu was not polite at all, and then stuffed the chicken leg into his arms.

Mu Hanyan and the others also mourned in silence for his holy dragon robe that had been passed down for hundreds and thousands of years: the outside was dirty like this, I thought the inside would be more or less clean, but looking at this posture, I don't know what it will look like inside. And it's dirty like this, this Holy Dragon Mentor still eats with relish, it's really sloppy and heavy enough. is worthy of being a Holy Dragon Mentor, who can reach this realm in ordinary people!