Luo Qing groaned.

In order to hug his thighs, he even took out the things that Luo Qingtian rewarded in exchange, which is a bloody investment.

The purple dragon crystal is still the most valuable one among Luo Qingtian's rewards, tsk.

Ming Ba just smiled: "Only fresh spirit grass is collected, thank you." ”

If someone in another place dared to refute Luo Qinglian's face like this, Luo Qinglian would have had a seizure a long time ago.

However, this is a ghost city.

Luo Qinglian knew the power of the ghost market, and she didn't dare to buy and sell at all.

Besides, now that General Jiang's mansion is scattered, she has lost her guard of honor, and she doesn't dare to make a mistake at will.

Luo Qinglian stood there embarrassed, and sent it out to others, and she was embarrassed when she took it back, and her face turned dark.

Su Qiaoqiao frowned, took out a bottle of pill from his sleeve, and raised his chin: "There is no spirit grass, can the pill?" Six-grade Soul Cleansing Pill. ”

Soul Cleansing Pill?

The onlookers stared at the pill in Su Qiaoqiao's hand and gasped.

The pill taken out by the students of Xuanfeng Academy is really extraordinary!

The six-grade Soul Clearing Pill can't be auctioned in Dali if you want to!

The Soul Cleansing Pill is not only the best elixir for cleansing the soul, but it can also improve the soul talent when taken in a certain way.

Just imagine, if you raise a yellow or green soul to a purple level, how terrifying it would be!

Ming Ba didn't even have the desire to reach out to pick it up, and said lightly: "Don't accept it." ”

Su Qiaoqiao's proud face suddenly felt like a slap.

Since she was a child, she has never been rejected.

What's more, exchange it for such a valuable Soul Clearing Pill!

The onlookers were all stunned.

A Soul Clearing Danding has more than a dozen eight-hundred-year-old six-grade spirit grasses, is he stupid?

Why give up the opportunity to befriend the students of Xuanfeng Academy for the sake of a spirit grass? They are all the pride of the sky! You don't have to worry about climbing one for a lifetime.

However, Ming Ba has a stone heart, and if he doesn't accept it, he doesn't accept it.

Xu Meier looked at Ming Ba with tears in her eyes, and her eyes flashed with tears: "How can you accept it?" ”

Ming Ba was asked such an idiotic question three or four times, and he was impatient: "I only accept spiritual grass, and Baicao Hall only accepts spiritual grass." There is no spirit grass to change elsewhere and come back. ”

The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips raised a touch of coldness.

When Su Qiaoqiao and Luo Qinglian didn't meet the standards, they didn't think about how to achieve the standards, but asked the standards to cooperate with them, which was a typical illness!

In the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Luo Qingyin walked to Huang Youshuang, who stopped to watch the play, and lowered his voice to Ming Badao: "Eight hundred years of fresh spirit grass of six grades, right?" How many strains are there? I'm going to exchange a bottle of Orchid Brew. ”

Ming Ba had long been accustomed to her voice change in the ghost market, and immediately recognized it, and the impatience on her face disappeared instantly, revealing a smile: "Two plants are enough." ”

Taking out two six-grade spirit grasses that were more than eight hundred years old at random from the ring, Luo Qingyin took the Lan Xin Brew handed over by Ming Ba and stuffed it into Huang Youshuang's arms, "Give it to you." ”

Huang Youshuang's eyes widened in surprise.

Just give it to her so easily?

She deserves it!

Their movements were not obvious, but they were still noticed by several people around them, including Su Qiaoqiao, Xu Mei'er and Luo Qinglian.

Su Qiaoqiao's expression suddenly seemed like swallowing a fly.

Holding back his anger, Su Qiaoqiao walked in front of Luo Qingyin and said, "The Six-Rank Soul Clearing Pill is for you, give me two eight-hundred-year-old Six-Rank Spirit Grass." ”

Luo Qingyin glanced at Su Qiaoqiao, with a faint coldness in his eyes: "Don't change." ”

The onlookers were going crazy.

The people of Baicaotang are stupid people who are illiterate, and this person who has eight hundred years of six-grade spirit grass is a madman!

Mao Dun Literature