Ye Qingyao glanced at He Jingzhou, but smiled heartily: "I think this shopkeeper He is also a man of temperament, in business, if you don't abandon your brother, if you have a slight surplus in addition to your own needs, it is also a win-win situation to sell it to Shopkeeper He." Of course, being a brother is just a suggestion, and the decision is entirely up to you. ”

Lu Buqi smiled slightly, but pinched the tip of his nose and looked at He Jingzhou: "Boss He, it's okay to give you a hundred years of cloud vines, I can give you five catties, but it's ......"

He Jingzhou's eyes lit up: "But what? Don't abandon my brother, I also say the same thing, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"On the basis of the haode you just talked about, you still need to give me a mustard ring, what do you think?"

Lu Buqi's voice was very calm, and his eyes were also unwavering, but He Jingzhou's expression was completely embarrassed, just like a little thief who had been stolen by everyone, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and he let out a strange laugh: "That...... Deal!"

Obviously, Lu Buqi knew that He Jingzhou had trampled on a mustard ring under his feet, so there was such a statement.

He Jingzhou was also slandering Lu in his heart, he had never seen such a young man, but with such keen insight, he didn't know where the flaws were exposed.

The two made a deal very friendly, Ye Qingyao looked at Lu Bu, who had always been steady and calm, and secretly praised in his heart: "This brother is really a rare talent, with outstanding talent, knowing how to repay kindness, but also shrewd and capable...... Perhaps, Hou Ye would be happy to have such a virtuous grandson-in-law. ”

Lu Buqi naturally didn't know that Ye Qingyao, a man with an unkempt appearance and a strong heart, would have such thoughts.

What Lu Buqi didn't know was that in the east of Yunze Kingdom, thousands of kilometers away from the Siam Sea, east of Duanmeng Prefecture, among the cliff stone groups near the sea, there were some irregular stone chambers simply located in them.

And in the direction of these stone chambers due north, in front of a stone chamber connected to the tall mountain stones, six or seven men in sackcloth knelt down. The leader of the head was tied with a hemp forehead, and on the right side of a pair of hazy eyes under the forehead, there was a black spot like a stain, and the whole person looked very ugly.

If you look closely, you will find from her neck, which has no Adam's apple, that this figure is quite burly, but the ugly person is a woman. I saw her scatter a magic pattern nuclear map, and when the nuclear map shook and the light dissipated, but there was no intuitive effect, her voice was a little hoarse, full of grief and indignation: "Knock Master out of the customs!"

Suddenly, the stone door of the stone chamber facing everyone suddenly exploded, and countless cracked rubble flew towards everyone.

No one dodged, as if it would be nothing to do if the gravel knocked them down, but in fact, at this speed, the power of any piece of rubble was no less than the attack of a cultivator.

But those stones didn't exert their due power after all, and they were locked in the air by an invisible liliang, as if there was suddenly an additional wall of adhesive qi in the air, which controlled all these gravels.

The wind seemed to freeze, and in a cold snort, the gravel fixed in the air suddenly snapped and whistled towards the other side, and with a popping sound, all the gravel sank into the cliff on the side.

And a short and thin old man appeared at the door of the stone house, dressed in sackcloth, holding a blue-black metal cane in his hand that was half his height, with a golden straw rope belt tied around his waist, and a cold expression on his face full of folds: "Mao Chou, why are you bothering me with the method of shaking the gods and transmitting sounds, don't you know that this is a very important retreat for me?"

The woman with blue spots on her face bowed her head respectfully, and the sideburns tied under her forehead fell down: "Master Qiqi, if it weren't for the shocking changes in the door, the disciple wouldn't dare to disturb Master Qingxiu!"

The short and thin old man's eyes flashed: "What kind of shock, even my eldest disciple of Ma Buji, the first disciple of Mai Sect, and you can't handle it if you have the dual cultivation of Yuandu?"

Mao Chou's head hung lower: "The two junior brothers, Mao Yan and Mao Shi, were born and the Fa Yu was half an hour ago...... It's broken!"

"What!?" The short and thin old man Ma Buer was furious, stretched out his long crutches, and his pockmarked hair fluttered without wind: "Mao Chou, you raise your head for me...... What happened to them?"

Mao Chou raised his head and replied sadly: "I don't know, but the Shengmai Dharma Jade was refined for a few of us as soon as you arrived at the Fucheng realm, Master, and the blood of the three of us was sealed, and if the jade is broken, people will die!"

"How could I not know!?" the crutch slammed into the ground a few feet, and Ma Buji shouted angrily, "What happened?"