If you don't want to save the person even if you give up everything, you will lose a lot of money.

"My daughter has been ill in bed for ten years. I have searched all the famous doctors in the world to learn that only the Snow Holy Fruit can save her life, but I can't win the Snow Holy Fruit with my own strength. This time, Ouyang's head summoned the heroes of the world. I plan to use their power to help me."

The divine beast guarding the Snow Holy Fruit was extremely fierce. He went to fight it alone, which was undoubtedly a death.

But this time, so many people, even with the wheel tactics, could exhaust the beast to death.

"Since you have planned it, why are you still coming to me?" And he told her such an important plan. Are you not afraid that she will leak the secret and put him in a place of doom?

Moreover, he knew that she also needed the Snow Holy Grove to save people, and there was only one Snow Holy Grove, and one of them was destined to not get it.

The old man understood what Lesang meant, and Fang explained: "The Snow Holy Fruit has a strong medicinal power. I only need a little bit of it. The girl can take all the rest."

He just needs to save his daughter and ask for nothing else.

"How can you be sure that I have the ability to help you?" Le Sang looked suspicious.

Ninety of these hundred people looked down on her, one because she was young and a female, and two because she was beaten by people from the Sword Sect on the ring, everyone thought she was weak. It was really unscientific that the old man came to her for help at risk of his life.

"Actually, you are a summoner, right?" the old man asked suddenly.

Lesang instantly petrified and looked at him with admiration for a long time: "How did you see it?"

The summoner is an extremely special existence in Yongcheng. No one would have thought that a little girl was a summoner admired by everyone, and this old man actually saw it.

Awesome, really awesome

"You are really a summoner." The old man was not sure at first, but he was sure of Lesang's reaction.

"How did you see it?" Lesang was puzzled.

Is there anything special about the summoner? It seems that there is no one. When you walk out, you will look like an ordinary person, and there is no special breath flowing on your forehead.

She used all her internal energy in the ring that day, and she didn't summon anything at all. She shouldn't be seen through or suspected.

"Because you have a summoning device on your waist." The old man smiled helplessly when he saw Le Sang unaware of it.

Such a conspicuous summoner, anyone with some eyesight would think that she is a summoner.

"Ga?" Lesang froze and looked down. The piccolo was really hanging on her waist openly.

Frowning, and then frowning, she muttered unwillingly: "There are such flutes everywhere, how can you recognize it as a summoner?"

Apart from the faint light at night, the piccolo is no different from the ordinary flute during the day. She believed that there must be exactly the same pirated version in those instrument shops.

This old man's eyes are so good that he can recognize her authentic version.

After thinking about it, she took off the flute and put it in her clothes just in case.

The fewer people know about her identity, the better.

At least now, it is not the time for them to know.
Chapter completed!