When Zishu heard this, he turned around and looked over, raised his eyebrows and asked, "It's you, the old man has something?"

Qiushui glanced at the old man and asked, "Do you know each other?"

When Zishu heard this, he glanced at Qiushui meaninglessly, and said, "He used a jar of spiritual nectar to exchange a bighorn deer from my hand. ”

When Qiushui heard this, he looked at the old man carefully, and suddenly said, "Oh, I remembered that the bighorn deer I ate a few days ago was sent by him."

I didn't expect him to be exchanged from you. ”

The old man was not embarrassed, and stepped forward to salute Qiushui with a smile: "I've seen the young master." ”

Qiushui looked him up and down and asked, "You have spiritual nectar in your hand, how do you sell it?"

When the old man heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, the spiritual honey of our cloud bee tribe is well-known, and many adults of the big tribe like the spiritual honey and royal jelly of our tribe. Our nectar ....."

"How to change?" Qiushui frowned, interrupting his tirade with some impatience.

"Ahem, this spiritual honey is a jar of 20 intermediate beast cores, and royal jelly is a jar of 100 intermediate beast cores.

I don't know how many adults want? We only brought 20 jars of nectar and only one jar of royal jelly. The old man coughed lightly and said with a pretentious gesture.

When he said these words, he was still secretly thinking in his heart, he was so lucky, he actually met such a generous fool, if he didn't sell the spiritual honey a little higher, he would be sorry for his good luck.

"Grandpa, our spiritual honey ....."

As soon as the wasp heard this, he was glared at by the old man, and immediately shut up, took a step back, lowered his head, and said no more.

Seeing this, the warrior standing next to him sneered, clasped his fists towards Qiushui and said, "Young Master Qiushui, don't believe his words.

In previous years, he only sold a jar of 16 mid-level fierce beast cores, and the spirit honey he brought over this year was half less than in previous years, and he still wanted a jar of 20 intermediate fierce beast cores?"

After the warrior finished speaking, he glanced at the old man with disdain.

This old man is also tired of being shameless, obviously the price has been negotiated before, and a jar of 8 intermediate beast cores has been agreed.

As soon as the old man saw the young master of Qiushui and them coming in, he immediately said that he still had to think about it.

He didn't understand it before, but he realized that he originally planned to sell it to the young masters of Qiushui at a high price.

What is the identity of the young master of Qiushui, how can this old man calculate?

I am not afraid of having a life to earn and not to spend.

When Zishu heard this, her eyebrows moved slightly, she had felt that this old man was a little treacherous, and she was not mistaken.

When Qiushui heard this, his willow eyebrows rose upside down, and he said angrily: "You old man is too hateful." ”

When Aunt Bing, Da Long, and Erlong heard this, all three of them stared at the old man with the eyes of a dead man, and the three momentums, like three unattainable peaks, instantly pressed towards the old man.

The old man was pressed by the three peaks, and knelt on the ground with a pop, his face turned pale and he fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the wasp next to him was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man and said, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

But no matter how he helped, the old man lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

"It's you, it's you, right, why are you doing this to my grandfather?"

"If you are too expensive, at most our spiritual nectar will not be sold to you. ”

"Don't think that you are from a big tribe, if you cultivate highly, I will be afraid of you. If you have the ability, you will kill us. ”

When Hu Feng saw that his grandfather couldn't support him, he stood up and glared at Zishu angrily.

The corners of Zishu's mouth twitched slightly, why did she look like a soft persimmon, and she actually yelled at her?

has no strength, is so greedy, offended someone who shouldn't be offended, didn't apologize quickly, and actually blamed the other party.

She looked down at the sweaty old man lying on the ground, and pursed her lips as she remembered that she had been almost killed by the man in armor with a single look.

In the eyes of the man in armor, she may be the same as this old man in the eyes of Aunt Bing.

They are all ants that can be destroyed with a wave of their hands.

At this moment, Zishu's heart to become stronger was a little firmer.

She is not backed by a large tribe, and only by becoming a strong person can she control her own destiny.

When Aunt Bing heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and a coercion passed, Hu Feng puffed, knelt on the ground, poof, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

With a roll of his eyes, the man fell straight to the ground.

"Vespa~"

The old man exclaimed, crawled to his grandson's side, stretched out his hand to probe, and saw that there was still breath, and kowtowed.

"A few adults spare their lives, a few adults spare their lives, just now the little one was gnawed by the fierce beast, begging the adults not to remember the villain, the little one is willing to give all the nectar and royal jelly brought out this time, just ask the adults to let go of my ancestors and grandchildren. ”

The thumping sound was extremely loud in the cave, and the two of them, Elder Night and Uncle Feng, who were still trading, heard the movement here and walked over.

The wind swept a glance, and the young man who fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the old man who was still kowtowing, naturally stood behind Zishu.

After coming over from the night, he didn't say anything to help, although he was trading with the wind before, but he still paid attention to the situation here.

He was not surprised by the fate of the grandfather and grandson.

The dignity of the upper part cannot be trampled on.

The old man's behavior, to put it mildly, is to make more fierce beast cores from the young master, and to put it more seriously, this is to deceive the young master who looks down on the upper part.

This kind of behavior is not an exaggeration to kill him on the spot.

Snort, I didn't look at the object to earn the beast core, and sure enough, my brain was gnawed by the beast.

Idiot!

When Li Tianye thought about the old man so much, Li Tianming, who was following him, glanced at Qiushui with a slight irony at the corner of his mouth.

If she hadn't used a second-level inscription to exchange for a bighorn deer, this old man wouldn't have been so bold.

Going out without a brain is really a shame for the young master without a trace.

Qiushui, who was despised by him, saw that the old man's forehead was bloody, his eyes were a little unbearable, he frowned, and said, "Aunt Bing, forget it, we have no loss anyway." ”

When Aunt Bing heard this, she glanced at Qiushui helplessly.

The young master is still too soft-hearted, if he is replaced by another young master.....

Aunt Bing nodded at Da Long and Erlong, and the three of them retracted the momentum they released at the same time.

"The young master of my family is kind-hearted and spares your life, but there must still be punishment. Aunt Bing said coldly.

"I would like to offer all the nectar and royal jelly as atonement. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he hurriedly took out the jar from the animal skin bag he was carrying behind him.

"My lord, this is the spiritual nectar that my ministry harvested last year, and it's all here. ”

The old man trembled his hands, suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and said.

Aunt Bing glanced down at the twenty-one jars on the ground, and said coldly, "Get out." ”

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