Yi Chen and Nangong Yan'er had already left the place at this time and appeared in front of the door of the Contribution Hall. Yi Chen looked at an attic in front of him, it was not high, nor was it very luxurious. However, it reveals a quaint taste, as if telling the history of its existence.

"This is the Contribution Hall?" Yi Chen asked as he looked at Nangong Yan'er.

"That's right, Chenchen, what are you doing in the Contribution Hall?" Nangong Yan'er asked curiously. In the early morning, Yi Chen hurriedly woke himself up, saying that he would let him take him to the contribution hall, and he asked him, but he didn't tell himself, looking very mysterious.

"Hehe," Yi Chen said with a mysterious smile, "You'll know when you go in." ”

After speaking, Yi Chen took Nangong Yan'er's hand and walked in.

Yi Chen and Nangong Yan'er walked into the contribution hall, only to see that the entire contribution hall was empty, and they could see it at a glance. Just a ruined old man, sitting on a prince's chair and shaking as if he were asleep.

Yi Chen didn't understand why the Contribution Hall was so deserted, and then looked at Nangong Yan'er with questioning eyes, obviously wanting to get an answer from Nangong Yan'er.

Nangong Yan'er saw Yi Chen's eyes white, and he said, "Look, you came so early, and there is no one here now." ”

Yi Chen touched his nose in embarrassment when he heard this. The main thing is that he is excited at the thought that he is about to get rich, and if it weren't for his own strong demand to sleep, he is sure that he will be excited for a night.

He has been extremely poor since he was a child, and he loves money more than anyone else, and it is because of money that his family is like this. If his family had money at the beginning, his family would not have been ruined because he offended the big people in the Yi family.

So!

He had secretly sworn in his heart that he had to become rich, even if he was now on a path away from mortals, but he still liked money, and he liked it very much.

"You two little babies, do you want to change contribution points for coming to the contribution hall so early?"

While Yi Chen was in reverie, the ruined old man sitting on the Taishi chair still closed his eyes as if he was still asleep, but he asked Yi Chen and them out loud.

"Eh, I'll exchange some contribution points for that old man. Yi Chen saw that the other party was a bad old man, and he didn't have any dislike, but said respectfully.

"Hmm," said the old man, in deep thought, "what do you want in exchange?"

Generally, in exchange for contribution points, you need to exchange objects for them, unless you take the task, then you can take the token to complete the task to get the corresponding contribution points.

Like Yi Chen or something, he didn't know what to exchange for contribution points with his empty hands.

"I" Yi Chen looked shy, touched his waist bag, and at the same time licked his thirsty lips with his tongue, and said excitedly: "Grandpa, I want to exchange the demon core for contribution points, I don't know how much I can exchange for?"

"Demon cores?" The old man's eyes flashed with light, and then he returned to his ruined appearance and said lightly, "How many demon cores do you have?"

"How many?" Yi Chen looked strange, not knowing how to answer.

"Huh?" the old man snorted in displeasure, it was obvious that Yi Chen didn't answer his question in the first place, which made him a little impatient.

"Chenchen, do you have a demon core? Nangong Yan'er asked at this time.

"Of course you don't know! I didn't tell you!" Yi Chen stretched out his hand and gently scratched Nangong Yan'er's nose.

"Hey, I said we two little dolls don't flirt here, leave here without changing, and don't disturb my old man's sweet dreams. The old man stretched out his skinny palm and nudged it gently towards Yi Chen and them.

Call!

Yi Chen suddenly felt a gust of wind take him backwards, and in a few breaths, he saw himself and Nangong Yan'er appear outside the gate of the Contribution Hall at the same time.

Then the old man's voice came from inside the Contribution Hall.

"You two little dolls, don't show your affection in front of my old man! I am too old to stand your tossing. ”

Yi Chen looked at the Contribution Hall with a blank expression and took a deep breath. He didn't expect this old man to be a veteran, he couldn't guess this old man's cultivation, but he knew that he was facing him now, and he would definitely lose.

"Seniors, I really have demon cores, and there are a lot of them, so I'm here to exchange some contribution points. Yi Chen clenched his fists and said to the contribution hall. He no longer calls the other party grandpa, but senior, and he is really not used to a master calling him grandpa.

"Oh?" said the old man, who was obviously interested when he heard this, "how many can you have?"

"Hmm," Yi Chen's voice dragged the elder and said lightly: "Probably a few hundred!"

"Oh, hundreds! I thought there were a lot. The old man spoke indifferently.

Then Yi Chen was about to speak again, but the old man suddenly spoke.

"Wait! How many did you just say?" the old man's tone was not calm.

"Hundreds!" Yi Chen said puzzledly: "What's the matter? I know very little!

I grass!

As soon as Yi Chen's words fell, he heard the old man burst out of his foul mouth, jumped up from the Taishi chair, and appeared in front of Yi Chen with a brush.

"You just said you have a few hundred?" the old man spat and flew, without the slightest indifference just now.

"Hmm. Yes, just a few hundred. I know very little. Yi Chen said with an innocent face.

Belch!

The old man was stunned!

His face turned dark, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. When did I say that there are hundreds of demon cores missing? That's a few hundred demon cores, even if all of them are the cores of first-level demon beasts, it's worth a lot of money, that's hundreds. You think it's soybeans!

"Take it out and I'll see! You kid better not fool me. The old man's face suddenly sank, and he suddenly thought about whether Yi Chen would fool him! If this was the case, Lao Tzu would have to slap him and not even know his mother.

"Right here?" Yi Chen asked, looking around.

"Yes, this is it. I said you'd rather hurry!" said the old man, impatiently.

"Then senior, you must protect my demon core!" Yi Chen said, waving his palm forward.

I saw diamond-shaped objects flying out of a ring on Yi Chen's palm.

The old man looked at the object flying out of the ring in Yi Chen's hand, and was dumbfounded.

"One, two, three, hundred. The old man counted the diamond-shaped objects that flew out of Yi Chen's ring.

But.

The hundred were not finished yet, and I saw that something continued to fly out of the ring in Yi Chen's hand, and the thing at this time was one size bigger than the previous one.

What the!!!

The old man screamed when he saw this, and his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.

"The core of a second-level demon beast. ”

"Hehe," Yi Chen looked at the old man's exaggerated expression, and was secretly cool in his heart, "The feeling of pretending to be forced is cool." ”