The black pig in the young man's arms moved, found a comfortable position, adjusted his posture, and glanced at the rotten wood with disdain.

The mouth makes a sound that looks like a dog barking but not a dog, like a pig humming but not a pig.

"Whew-"

It is amazing that Huang Yifan actually understood the meaning of what it wanted to express from the cry of rhubarb.

Before that, he couldn't understand the pig cry of Rhubarb.

The heavy black pig in his arms is saying: Why don't you sweep good things, go and sweep some garbage.

The young man picked up the long, straight hair in front of the black pig's eyes, and the black pig's eyes were immediately exposed.

Rhubarb is accustomed to the feeling of his eyes being covered by long hairs, and he is not used to blinking when he is lifted by Xiangxiang.

The black pig's eyes were full of doubts, what's wrong?

The boy suddenly started to connect his minds.

Liu Yixiang: Fat rhubarb, what are the good things?

Rhubarb: That's it.

Liu Yixiang: Which one?

Rhubarb: peach.

The boy looked around the stone platform again, and when he looked around, he saw that only one item was peach.

That's the belly pocket that he vetoed in the first place.

Huang Yifan froze and communicated with Rhubarb: Are you sure it's this?

That's it.

In the midst of the same thoughts, the young man's voice sounded so unbelievable.

Nothing else but this?

I only noticed that this pink one was a little different from the others.

The young man's face was expressionless, and he adjusted his palm slightly, and the direction of his hand was towards the belly pocket.

【Hundred golden butterflies wear flower belly pocket】

Features: Three-grade spiritual weapon, instantaneous transmission of spiritual treasure, one time can be teleported thousands of miles, the spiritual weapon is in a damaged state, only three teleportation opportunities.

The young man's eyes were stunned with disgust, and his breathing was a little disordered.

Isn't that equivalent to having three chances to save your life?!

It's a fleeting day!

According to his current cultivation, it would take at least one day to travel thousands of miles at full speed.

And it's when the aura is abundant.

Huang Yifan's heart was shaken, but he didn't reveal the slightest on the surface, and he still looked like an ancient well.

Gradually, many monks came around him, and he was like no one.

One hand dragged the big dog, and the other knobby through the objects on the stone platform.

One by one, I stroked the ancient ding, the broken spear, the cracked Dan furnace, and I don't know what kind of stone it was.

He made a look of great interest in Gu Ding, and his eyes lit up.

The hand touched and touched the ancient ding, and then he was extremely reluctant to put down the ding.

The eyes happened to catch a glimpse of the belly pocket, and the corners of the eyes revealed a sense of interest.

As if thinking of something, his thin lips hooked slightly, his fist pressed against his lips, and he smiled lowly.

There is a hint of pampering between the eyebrows, and the indifferent face is dyed with a trace of tenderness because of the smile.

The green white fingertips twisted up the wisps of gold and wore the flower belly pocket, rubbed it carefully in his hand, and whispered, "Ran Ran must look good in it." ”

Although his voice was low, all the people present were monks, deaf and clear, and they all heard his whispered words.

Because he was a little unbreathed at the beginning, the monks around him thought that the young man holding the black pig had found some secret treasure, and immediately surrounded him.

looked at him indiscriminately, not missing the slightest change in the expression on the young man's face.

At this time, after hearing what the boy said, they glanced at each other.

Because of the concealment masks, they can't see each other's faces clearly, but they can see each other's knowing smiles in their eyes.

Presumably thinking of the scenery when he put on this belly pocket, right?

Young man, he is really strong-blooded.

However, his eyes swept his legs vaguely, and he sighed in his heart.

This boy looks quite young, doesn't he? Tut-tut, look at his familiar appearance, I'm afraid that kind of thing is not less.

Although I can't see that the young Yuanyang is still there, I'm afraid it's long gone, right?

The monk couldn't stop shaking his head, he broke Yuanyang at a young age, and he was not afraid that his cultivation foundation would be unstable in the future......

The stall owner behind the grotto narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully.

This belly pocket is indeed very good-looking.

Huang Yifan was upright, and he arched his hand to the monks around him in a serious manner, and said, "Brothers, don't you want to rob my family?"

A male cultivator smiled and stepped forward, his voice was very obscene, and said:

"Hey...... Understand, little brother, I understand, if I don't rob you, it's just that. ”

As he spoke, he squeezed his eyebrows, "Little brother, I want to have fun with your family!"

Huang Yifan inevitably felt disgusted in his heart, but for the sake of Lingbao, he still had to pretend to be a light look on his face.

The young man arched his hand again, "Naturally, then I will thank Brother Tai for his kind words first." ”

He turned around, looked at the monk behind the stone platform, and asked, "I don't know the geometry of this belly pocket spirit stone?"

The stall owner gestured a finger to the young man, "A hundred spirit stones, there is no two prices!"

There was a slight hesitation between the young man's eyebrows, as if it was too expensive, and he was about to put down the hand holding the wisps of gold and butterflies wearing the flower belly pocket.

The monk who was smiling obscenely saw that it was not a big deal, and mocked: "Hey-I thought you had a lot of spirit stones, but it turned out that you couldn't even afford a hundred low-grade spirit stones." In my opinion, you don't really have a lot of sincerity for you!"

Huang Yifan's long eyelashes blinked slightly, removing the smile from his eyes.

How could he not be able to pay for the spirit stones.

Doesn't you just have to act?

Give them the illusion that he is poor, even though he is quite poor.

Otherwise, if he took out a hundred low-grade spirit stones so easily, would the other monks just think: Ah. Seeing that you took out a hundred spirit stones so refreshingly, you have a lot of spirit stones on your body, right?

If you have something else in mind, isn't that causing some unnecessary trouble?

Acting in a scene can solve the next troubles, so why not?

Not to mention that this is still a secret treasure that can move thousands of miles in an instant, although it is in a damaged state, but there are three chances, and he is also very satisfied.

In order to get it smoothly, he is willing to put more effort into it.

The monks around him echoed him loudly, "That's it! I can't afford to make a big fuss there, what kind of big cloves of garlic!"

Huang Yifan's face suddenly became "blue for a while and white for a while", as if he couldn't be excited.

Indignantly, he took out the storage bag that had been prepared from his arms, but the moment he reached into his arms, he touched a storage bag from the system backpack.

The spirit stone pill in the storage bag was poured out with a crackling breath.

His face was full of indignation, "Who said I don't have spirit stones!"

The divine consciousness of the monks swept over and counted the spirit stones, and laughed so loudly that tears were about to come out.

"It's only one hundred and twenty spirit stones, this is what you said has spirit stones?"

The young man's face turned blue and white for a while, and his divine sense quickly counted out a hundred spirit stones, put them on the stone platform, and took away the peach-colored belly pocket.

And with his divine sense, he picked up the mess on the ground and put it in a storage bag.

The voice was dull, "I can give you the spirit stone, one is not a lot." ”

The young man hugged the black pig and fled in the wilderness.

In fact, I smiled in my heart.

Suddenly, in the midst of the same thoughts, there was a questioning tone.

- Who is Ranran?