Although Lan Po usually doesn't say how stingy he is, at least ordinary people can't get any benefits from him, even their die-hard subordinates, he never gives anything.

The only one who can really get benefits from Lan Po is his eldest brother, and even his parents can't get a bargain from this little child.

Now I see a person who usually doesn't pluck a dime, so generously giving a thing worth three million to a stranger, if you want to say that it's not strange, it's fake.

Although three million low-grade spirit stones were nothing to a son of the Lan family, it was a lot of wealth in the hands of their diehards.

"Brother Lan, I don't dare to accept such an expensive gift. Emperor Tingfeng hurriedly waved his hand to refuse with a helpless face, as if he was frightened by Lan Po at this moment, he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"Brother Xian, since Brother Wei said that it was given to you, it is really for you, and you don't have to refuse. ”

Sima Qianqian said sensationally, he knew that it would become such an embarrassing situation, he shouldn't have shouted anything just now, it's really damned.

Wasn't Sima Qianqian attracted by the bamboo flute just now! Knowing that it must be a good thing, he couldn't help but raise his card, and the bamboo didn't belong to him if he left it on his body.

The other is that Sima Qianqian is not sure if Emperor Tingfeng really wants this bamboo flute, what if he doesn't shout the price, and Emperor Tingfeng gives up at that time?

Sima Qianqian is in a dilemma, so let's just buy it yourself! Anyway, it's not to spend his spirit stone, who called this Lan Gongzi with long eyes on the top of his head, and just now he scared the emperor to listen to the wind.

If Emperor Tingfeng knew what Sima Qianqian was thinking, he would definitely look at him, he would still be scared by others, how could it be, he had lived for so long and had never experienced anything.

Emperor Tingfeng looked at Lan Po with an embarrassed expression, and then cautiously glanced at the two Spiritual Silence Stage monks who followed Lan Po, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Since Childe is so generous, why don't you give it to them, it's three million! If they save a little, they can save half a lifetime.

"Tsk!" Lan Po snorted, looked at Emperor Tingfeng with resentful eyes, and said, "Brother Xian, don't worry, the two of them are just diehards of my Lan family, not the Lan family." ”

Lan Po told Emperor Tingfeng in disguise that these two people are subordinates, as the master, he wants to give gifts to others, and it has nothing to do with a subordinate.

No matter how ugly the person's face is, he can send it out, but he usually sends it less, and he bleeds so much at once, and he is remembered by diehards.

"Brother Lan, this is not good!" the emperor listened to the wind, his voice was cold and tangled, and he guessed a little Sima Qianqian's meaning.

If the bamboo flute has been on Lan Po, he will not have a chance, and if he sends it out, even if the emperor needs it, it will not be cheap for his own people.

What's more, Emperor Tingfeng will definitely not look at a bamboo flute with storage space, and listen to the public to say that Emperor Tingfeng's storage bag can even fit heaven and earth.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, the metaphor is exaggerated, and there is also a part of the truth, not to mention, Sima Qianqian believes that Emperor Tingfeng has that kind of storage space.

People who even have a dragon body, how could the emperor not even have a storage space, and no one would believe it when he said it.

Lan Po's face turned and he said bluntly: "Brother Xian, if you keep giving shame to your foolish brother, you will be unhappy as a brother." ”

As he spoke, Lan Po's face became a little ugly, as if the emperor dared to refuse him in the next second, and he dared to immediately turn his face.

Emperor Tingfeng had no choice but to accept the gift of the bamboo flute, and said that the next time Lan Po saw something, he could help auction it for him.

The two subordinates who followed Lan Po saw that the emperor really dared to give their son-in-law a gift, and their faces turned black.

"Don't be angry, you can pick a gift later, and I'll give it to you. Sima Qianqian deliberately sent a message to the two subordinates, he didn't want to give the emperor a hate.

Sure enough, as soon as they heard that Gongzi wanted to give a gift, or a gift chosen by themselves, the two subordinates immediately burst into joy, and the black face just now turned into a red face.

The emperor listened to the wind and glanced at Sima Qianqian inexplicably, and the corners of his mouth hooked, this kid is worse than him.

Sending two subordinates is fake, and Lan Po needs to wonder if he has a brain problem at that time.

After all, it is impossible for a normal person to see a strange monk who has fallen in love with him to give gifts, and he is not looking for a Taoist companion.

Sima Qianqian naturally didn't dare to give the emperor a hatred for no reason, didn't he do this because he was worried that Lan Po would think of something when the time came, and it would hurt the emperor to listen to the wind!

Emperor Tingfeng has not recovered his memory yet, even if he recovers his memory and turns back into the previous domineering sect master, how can he alone be able to defeat the entire Lan family.

Mo said that the Lan family still has something to do with the Ice Palace, and the Ice Palace Palace Master is not a good thing at first glance, and the ghost knows if he has the tricks of eighteen kinds of martial arts.

In the end, Lan Po really said what he said, and really bought a magic weapon suitable for them for one of his two subordinates, and each spent more than a hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Lan Po didn't get a single item for himself, and it cost more than six hundred low-level spirit stones just to give it away, which was absolutely impossible for this kind of thing to happen before.

But now, Lan Po spent so many spirit stones, and he seemed to be quite happy, while telling some interesting things with the emperor, while waiting for the snake beast he liked to be auctioned.

Many monks who want to get a pet will try their luck at this kind of small auction, not to mention, the pet is not very expensive, unless you want to get a lot of people.

"Let's start the auction of today's hottest item, the eighth-level snake beast, which can withstand the full force of a mid-stage spiritual monk, and the auction price starts at 100,000 low-level spirit stones. ”

The highest auction price in the small auction is basically a starting price of 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, and the lowest is a few thousand, hundreds, or even a dozen.

As soon as he heard that it was an eighth-level snake beast, Lan Po's eyes lit up, wasn't he here for this snake beast today!

I used to hear about the auction of beast pets, at most level six is amazing, but I didn't expect him to be so lucky, he bumped into an eighth-level snake beast at once, his luck was fantastic.

Lan Po glanced around, there are not a few monks who want to get this eighth-level snake beast, and there are many monks who may come for the beast pet like him today, I didn't see that their eyes lit up!

Lan Po just waited for the price to be shouted, and began to grab it, no matter what, he must snatch this eighth-level snake beast back today.

Sima Qianqian saw that things were going well, and immediately went from Lan Po's body to Emperor Tingfeng's belt, and no one noticed that there was anything wrong with Lan Po, but felt that Lan Po was generous and quite cute.