The dementor bell looked at Feng Yutian without saying a word, and rummaged through the placket of the middle-aged man in the lead, and was immediately dumbfounded: "What are you doing here?

"He's a dead man. Feng Yutian said as he pulled the slightly bulging pouch hard.

In the next second, a purse appeared in front of the soul bell: "What is this?"

Feng Yutian pulled the opening of the purse, and then turned the opening downwards and poured the contents of the purse to the ground.

Except for a few copper coins, the rest were broken silver.

"Again?" asked the Soul Bell curiously.

"The necessities of the guesthouse. Feng Yutian responded: "You don't even know this?"

"Of course I do. "After all, it's been here for some time.

"No, speaking of which, this thing is the trading currency of the human world, and it has only arisen in the two worlds of immortals and demons in the past 10,000 years, how do you know?"

As far as it knew, Feng Yutian had been asleep for a full 10,000 years.

It stands to reason that it is impossible to know this.

"I'm well-informed. ”

After Feng Yutian said this, he stood up, and then walked towards the corpse of the group of thieves.

"No, it's still not, it's so weird!" the soul bell was still muttering in Feng Yutian's ear.

Feng Yutian was unmoved, and directly repeated the previous action, and after looting all the money and property of the thieves lying on the ground, he fell in one place.

She thought that this middle-aged man in the lead was the richest in the group.

Unexpectedly, instead of being the richest, he was the poorest.

Sure enough, he responded to an old saying: When you are an official, you never need to prepare much silver, and your subordinates will offer it.

Looking at this land full of money, Feng Yutian counted it with satisfaction: "I didn't expect this group of thieves to have such a rich family background. ”

The dementor bell looked at Feng Yutian's movements, stopped chattering, and subconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth.

Now, it finally got it.

Feelings: She's back to loot money.

The third prince of the dignified Heavenly Realm Feng turned out to be a money fan, and when he said it, I am afraid that no one would believe it.

With so many things, what should I take?

Feng Yutian thought for a moment, and then cast his eyes on the row, which was already empty.

Feng Yutian picked the two largest of them, and then raised his hand and piled the silver and ornaments separately.

In the end, the silver and ornaments were packed in two separate purses.

The purse containing the silver is obviously more bulging, but the purse for the ornaments is not much worse.

Looking at the bulging purse, the corners of Feng Yutian's mouth subconsciously raised.

Feng Yutian was about to tie her purse to her clothes, but found that the clothes on her body were too tattered, and there was no place to tie her purse.

In the end, Feng Yutian pulled a piece of clothing from a thief, which had never been stained with blood stains and was generally clean, and put it on the outside of the existing clothes.

This thief's clothes, although they are family clothes, but the fabric is quite exquisite.

Feng Yutian touched the cuffs that were rough in texture but neatly made: "Have you ever sensed that there is a water source around here?" Feng Yutian asked.

Dementor Bell: "Are you looking for an inn?"

Feng Yutian tied the two purses, one left and one right, around his waist, and slowly spoke: "Okay, let's go, just find a place to stay." ”

Dementor Bell: "......"

Dementor Bell: "Go straight south for 1 mile from here." ”

"Good. Feng Yutian answered, and then disappeared into this side of the world.