Sang Luo pursed her lips, if she can't do it, she still has to blame her sword,

"Yulu Pill, I spent a lot of money to buy it, more than a hundred spirit stones, remember to pay it back."

She is a sword cultivator, she is poor, she gave him the Yulu Pill just now when she saw that he was pitiful, but she couldn't give it for nothing, at least give her the capital.

Chu Yanshu: "......"

The market price of the Yulu Pill is at most fifty spirit stones, is she being cheated or does she want to trap him?

Yunya City is forbidden to fly, and it is Yisang Luo who stopped at the gate of the city.

It's just that the two of them didn't take a few steps before they were stopped by the soldiers defending the city.

"What? Entrance fee, two lower grade spirit stones per person. ”

Sang Luo's eyes widened,

"You rob money, I've been in Xuanyuan Sect for so long, why didn't I know that I still need spirit stones to enter Yunya City?!!"

Is it the city lord of Yunya City who has floated?

Or did Su Changluo not move the knife?

How dare you charge indiscriminately within the jurisdiction of Xuanyuan Sect?

Looking for death!

Chu Yanshu behind him raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting to watch the play.

As soon as Sang Luo's words came out, the guards guarding the city were also stunned,

"The two of you belong to the Xuanyuan Sect?"

Sang Luo threw his disciple order forward, and said coldly,

"Snow peak, mulberry fall."

The two soldiers defending the city immediately widened their eyes when they heard this, took Sang Luo aside, smiled and apologized,

"It's a small one who has eyes and doesn't recognize Taishan, and he doesn't recognize Uncle Sang."

Sang Luo seemed to think of something, and looked at the two guards,

"Who told you to set up a checkpoint here to charge?"

Sure enough, the guard whispered,

"It's the sect master, he said that the hundred-year battle is coming, and recently our Xuanyuan Sect has opened a lot of secret realms of all sizes for the disciples in the sect and the scattered cultivation trials, and we have to earn it back from other places."

"Moreover, recently, we found out that the poor of the Kunwu Sword Sect and the disciples of the Danyin Pavilion secretly entered the city to rub the secret realm, and the sect master said that they had to be made to bleed."

Their Xuanyuan Sect has been sitting firmly in the first major sect in the fourteen states of Cangwu for thousands of years, and they are very popular!

The other six sects are staring at it.

Sanglu: "......"

She knew it!

Chu Yanshu behind him fell into deep thought, for thousands of years, the Xuanyuan Sect, which ranked first among the seven sects, was it so poor?

However, more than that.

Sang Luo, as a personal disciple, asked the guards for hundreds of spirit stones, saying that they were recorded in the sect master's account.

So the guards kept accounts honestly, he was also a sword cultivator, and he wanted him to make up for this hole, impossible!

This matter has to be reported up to 100 yuan!

“………”

The crowd in the black market was bustling, but Sang Luo was afraid that Chu Yanshu would get lost, so he grabbed his wrist vigorously, for fear that if he was not careful, he would not be able to find him.

Sang Luo's hand strength was a little big, and the boy who caught it was a little painful.

Chu Yanshu looked at the white and slender hand firmly locked on his wrist, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he didn't know what he remembered.

At this time, there was a sudden hum in the southwest corner of the black market, followed by a thunderstorm, causing a commotion among the crowd.

"Run, run, run, it seems that there is a fight between the Kunwu Sword Sect and the Heavy Weapon Sect in front."

"Why are you fighting?"

"It seems to be because of the holy daughter of the Danyin Sect."

"Wow, the big triangle Shura field! Come and see the excitement! ”

"Damn, I'm still watching the excitement, hurry up and run, Lu Changsheng is crazy!"

The crowd suddenly became in a commotion, some running out, some running west to watch the bustle.

Most of the people who ran out were casual cultivators, for fear of getting into trouble and affecting the pond fish.

Most of the people who ran inside were wearing the uniforms of the disciples of the family or sect, and they wanted to see the excitement.

The crowd was mixed up, Sang Luo was pushed, and almost fell unsteadily, but Chu Yanshu behind helped her in time.

Sang Luo stabilized his body and looked at the frost and snow not far away, it seemed to be the frost sword technique of the Kunwu Sword Sect.

Wait a minute!

To the west, isn't that where the Phoenix Egg Stalls are?

There's no such thing in the plot, huh?