Mo Yiyi rested in the carriage all night. When she came out early in the morning, she saw another group of monsters!

Mo Yiyi sat down with a work mentality, planning to continue the day's acquisitions.

But he didn't expect that the person running up to him today would actually be an acquaintance!

"Beauty, we meet again."

Mo Yiyi stared at the big face, her eyes moved down and fell on the two hands of the white tiger demon king, and her tone of voice was a little mocking.

"Hey, the claws have grown."

Mo Yiyi has been a little irritable at work recently, so she really doesn't have a good temper against such a scumbag as the White Tiger Demon King!

The smiling peach blossom eyes of the White Tiger Demon King were cold due to Mo Yiyi's observation and words, but this slight coldness only existed for a moment, and then he returned to his smiling look.

"Thank you for your concern, beauty. I'm sure everything will be fine."

Although the rebirth of a severed limb is a bit troublesome for the human race, it is a relatively simple matter for the demon race.

For the same reason, the power of demons comes from blood, and the powerful recovery ability of their physical bodies is also due to blood. The demons in the Mahayana period have almost developed their blood to the extreme. For things like rebirth of severed limbs, the demon only needs to keep pumping the blood.

It can be done!

Although the process may be a little painful, consume a lot of energy, and take a lot longer, it can indeed be recovered on its own!

Noila Mo sneered coldly, but she didn't push him, but said.

"You also have something to sell me?"

The White Tiger Demon King smiled, then leaned his upper body forward, the tip of his nose gently pressed against the protective shield on Mo Yiyi, lowered his voice, and said in an ambiguous tone.

"Since the last time we said goodbye, I have been obsessed with beauty. I think about it day and night..."

The White Tiger Demon King's nonsense stopped when Mo Yiyi took out the familiar array plate and storage bag...

In an instant, the White Tiger Demon King stood up straight, and then spoke three minutes faster.

"I am indeed here to do business with a beauty. I wonder if the beauty of the third-grade Black Blood Mine is interested?"

Mo Yiyi buckled the storage bag onto the array plate for a moment, then looked at the White Tiger Demon King and raised an eyebrow.

"Black blood mine?"

The White Tiger Demon King nodded. Seeing that Noila Mo was interested, he moved closer to her, his peach blossom eyes sparkling.

"Yes, Black Blood Mine, I wonder if the beauty is interested?"

"You want to sell me the whole vein?"

"Well, I wonder what price the beauty is willing to pay?"

"Did you bring the Black Blood Mine?"

The White Tiger Demon King spread his hands towards Mo Yiyi, and a ball of yellow-brown, earth-like smoke appeared in the hands of the White Tiger Demon King.

Seeing this thing, Noila Mo called it a good guy in her heart.

The system also affirmed Mo Yiyi's judgment at this time.

[It is the Black Blood Mine that gave birth to the mother mine, at least one hundred thousand top-quality spiritual stones.]


Chapter completed!