On this bustling street, the person who came was a slender figure, a woman's figure, a familiar but somewhat unfamiliar woman's appearance, it was the woman Xue Zhen had met more than once, the woman in the broken skirt Xiu Yuan.

Although Xue Zhen couldn't remember where she came from, Xue Zhen could sense that this female cultivator in a broken skirt was walking towards him, and soon, the two met unexpectedly, and Xue Zhen immediately gave a light salute like Xuan Yuan, and hugged his fists:

"Miss Destroy Yuan! Xue is polite!"

"Are you Xue Zhen?" asked Xuan Yuan for no reason.

Hearing this, Xue Zhen was slightly stunned, but quickly nodded with a smile, and then, Xue Zhen cast his eyes on the female cultivator in the broken skirt Xuan Yuan, and was about to continue to speak, but Xuan Yuan pointed to her diagonal back side first, and said in a cold voice:

"Xue Daoyou, let's go to that teahouse and talk!"

After speaking, Xue Zhen hadn't reacted yet, he saw this broken skirt female cultivator Xuan Yuan instantly glared at him, and actually turned around and walked towards the back, before Xue Zhen could fully react, she had already walked out two or three feet away, Xue Zhen saw this, couldn't help but smile faintly bitterly, and then looked at the back of this broken skirt female cultivator Xuan Yuan, and after thinking about it for a while, he had already gone straight with him.

The two walked into the three-story teahouse one after the other, and Xuan Yuan also deliberately walked up to the top and third floor of the teahouse, and walked straight into an exquisite wing room, Xue Zhen soon followed, and a beautiful low-level female cultivator walked into the time when he was about to offer spiritual tea, Xuan Yuan had already thrown out an object casually, and commanded in a cold voice:

"Get out!"

The beautiful woman Xiu saw clearly that it was a high-grade spirit stone, and the flower looked up and bowed lightly to the two, and the beautiful woman immediately withdrew from the room, and took the initiative to help open all the prohibitions in the room, Xue Zhen looked at these into his eyes, and a feeling of understanding or not arose spontaneously, but Xue Zhen knew that the other party would naturally tell the reason. However, Xue Zhen would not be defenseless, and watched closely at such a female cultivator in a broken skirt to see what she had to say.

"You are the monk Xue Zhen who refines the Golden Green Brew?" asked Xuan Yuan in a faint voice.

Hearing the other party's question, Xue Zhen was a little surprised, a little stunned, and looked at the eyes of Xuan Yuan, which were as cold as hers, Xue Zhen finally nodded.

"Let's make a price!Sell this girl a bottle!" the torn skirt female cultivator Xuan Yuan immediately called out loudly.

Xuan Yuan's words, the original question, but like a commanding tone, made Xue Zhen couldn't help flashing a trace of unease, but then disappeared without a trace, he knew that the matter of the wine competition should spread, but he never thought that even such a cold female cultivator Xuan Yuan also knew, and even came to the door, after thinking about it, Xue Zhen said like this:

"Miss Zhenyuan, since you know about Jin Qingjiu, you should also know that this wine has been used as tribute wine, and Xue can't just resell this wine to others!"

"Don't talk nonsense! This girl only needs a bottle, for her own use, and no second person will know!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen's heart shook slightly, this woman's words really made Xue Zhen feel at ease, at this moment Xue Zhen secretly suppressed that helpless mood, and soon, he cast his gaze at Xuan Yuan, a firm look, and said in a deep voice:

"Miss Xue Yuan, Xue has no more gold and green brew in his hand, please go back!"

"You ......"

Xue Zhen's refusal was right, the female cultivator in the broken skirt immediately looked cold, and Xue Zhen was not to be outdone and showed that kind of determined expression, the two looked at each other like this, and they were in a tense posture, and the breath of both sides was partially exposed, and the situation was about to erupt.

However, it was only two or three breaths between breaths, Xue Zhen looked intently, and the cold color on Xuan Yuan's face eased slightly, but Xue Zhen became more vigilant, but Xuan Yuan quickly continued in a loud voice:

"Xue Daoyou, can't you really refine another bottle for this girl, how many fairy spirit stones do you need, although you clearly say it!"

Xue Zhen saw it, saw this woman's persistence, saw this woman's urgency, secretly, Xue Zhen guessed something, but he didn't want to think about it, he didn't want to think about it, Xue Zhen thought about it, and finally shook his head.

"A bottle of a thousand fairy spirit stones!"

"Two thousand fairy spirit stones!"

"Three thousand immortal spirit stones!"

In Xue Zhen's opinion, at most, it is worth more than 100 golden green brew of immortal spirit stones, but Xuan Yuan gave such a price code, an excessive, even outrageous price code, Xue Zhen's conjecture in his heart has a clear direction, and Xue Zhen has already shook his head one after another.

I don't know how long it took, on the cold face of the broken skirt female cultivator Xuan Yuan, the softened face gradually condensed, her beautiful eyes didn't blink, she bit her lower lip, her eyebrows gathered slightly, and she snorted in a muffled voice:

"Xue Daoyou, how can you give this girl a bottle of Golden Green Brew?"

At this moment, Xue Zhen's defense was also a little lighter, but he smiled noncommittally, pondered for a moment and asked without answering:

"Miss Xuanyuan, can Xue know why you don't hesitate to ask for wine so much?"

"Xue Daoyou, this girl just heard that Jin Qingjiu has that kind of magical effect that can make Jin Xian even intoxicated, so she wanted to try it, in order to condense the girl's state of mind, and asked Xue Daoyou to fulfill it. Xuan Yuan whispered.

However, Xue Zhen just smiled simply, then raised his steps, and was about to walk out, when the corner of a jade table that the female cultivator in the broken skirt who had been caressing Xuan Yuan suddenly snapped, and countless jade powder fell, and Xuan Yuan's fist clenched, and the sound of Dao's "pop" joint came out.

"Wait!"

Xue Zhen heard this qiē, and naturally understood this qiē, and suddenly turned around, Xiao Su's face on the face of the female cultivator in the broken skirt was even more dignified, she stopped Xue Zhen, and quickly set her eyes on Xue Zhen's body, and said in a cold voice:

"Xue Daoyou, if this girl tells the truth, you can sell Jin Qingjiu to this girl!"

Hearing the words of the extinction of the yuan, Xue Zhen smiled simply, the kind of speech that had just extinguished the yuan, the kind of almost marginal speech really made Xue Zhen feel ridiculous, and now it was even more self-defeating, Xue Zhen's body also turned around again, staring at the extinction yuan for a long time, and finally nodded his head, and said like this:

"Miss Zhenyuan, Xue is only willing to listen to the truth, if you continue to fool Xue with words, you and I are just strangers, as for you to tell the reason, Xue feels that he can help, and he will definitely try his best to help!"