No matter how low my strength is, I will do my best if I can, and I should make my own effort!"

Zhao Songhuan listened to Lin Qi's heroic words, his admiration gradually became stronger, and he said three words loudly: "Good! Good! Good!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Songhuan stared into Lin Qi's eyes and continued: "Since you have this idea, I won't persuade you any more!"

Afterwards, Lin Qi and Zhao Songhuan chatted for a while and planned to say goodbye and leave.

But Zhao Songhuan immediately stopped him, handed a space to Lin Qi, and said with a smile: "There are 1,500 spiritual stones in this space bag, 500 of which are the rewards for the first place in the selection competition, and the remaining 1,000 are

A piece of spiritual stone is your reward for saving Sun Shifu and Pan Qiuye!

And I promised before that I would let you go to the treasury of the Military Attaché’s Palace to choose something that you can use, and you can just tell Ma Di at any time!"

Lin Qi swallowed a sip of saliva, took the gold-threaded space bag from Zhao Songhuan's hand, and held it in his hand. It was no different from an ordinary space bag.

The weight is similar, but the weight in Lin Qi's heart is different.

Fifteen hundred spiritual stones!

One thousand five hundred dollars!

Coupled with the more than 400 yuan he had left before, Lin Qi was now a wealthy man with almost 2,000 spiritual stones.

With his current financial resources, he should be considered a big thief in Qinggu Town, right?

Lin Qi did not refuse. He stuffed the space bag into his arms and patted it a few times with extreme caution.

This was the start-up capital for his entry into Canglang Mountain. Lin Qi believed that there would be many places where spirit stones would be spent on the journey of becoming a warrior.

Although I have a lot of spiritual stones now, I can't spend them randomly.

To be honest, it must be used on the tip of the knife, which is in line with Lin Qi's consumption values.

After Lin Qi suppressed some uneasy thoughts in his heart, he went to choose one item from the treasury of the military attache's palace, and his heart felt a little hot.

But Lin Qi was not in a hurry. He didn't know what he needed now.

So, Lin Qi replied softly:

"Zhenzhu Zhao, let's postpone this matter for a while! After I return from the Duanshaya Mountains, it won't be too late to go to the treasure house to make a selection."

Zhao Songhuan did not persuade him a few times and just let it go.

Afterwards, Lin Qi left the military attache's mansion.

…

At this moment, in the quiet courtyard of Yang Mansion.

Yang Xueyue's face had a hint of red color, thin cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and even her whole body was emitting smoke similar to steam.

But in the blink of an eye, the surrounding smoke immediately merged into Yang Xueyue's body, and a mouthful of bright red blood came out of her mouth.

It seemed that the injury was serious, but Yang Xueyue's beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance: "It really works!"

She remembered what Lin Qi had said to her before, and the corner of her mouth curved: "This brat is still somewhat capable. He can even heal the injuries of a broken spirit seed?"

After Lin Qi left last night, Yang Xueyue couldn't wait to find a quiet room and drank the life force in the small porcelain bottle.

After a night of practice, the spiritual seeds were condensed in her body again, and at the same time, her cultivation reached the peak level of the awakening realm, instead of starting from scratch.

This made her overjoyed.

You must know that if a warrior loses at the starting line, his or her future achievements will be greatly affected.

But this magical spiritual object not only allowed her spiritual seeds to regroup, but also restored her cultivation level.

In her eyes, this kind of spiritual creature is really a bit unnatural.

At the same time, Yang Xueyue felt a little happy deep in her heart.

It turns out that Lin Qi still cares about her!

Otherwise, how could such a precious spiritual object be given to her?

As she thought about it, a hint of shyness gradually appeared on Yang Xueyue's face.

…

At this time, in the study room of Pan Mansion.

After Pan Clan read a letter in his hand, his plump face was filled with anger. With a movement of his spiritual energy, the letter immediately turned into powder and sprinkled on the ground.

He punched the desk and shouted angrily: "Pan Fu is simply going too far! Relying on the fact that he is the leader of the four commanders, he threatened that if the cause of Pan Hongshi's death was not found out, he would cut me into pieces. This is really a lie.

Too much!

Is he still from the Pan family?"

The warrior delivering the letter was trembling a little. Looking at the furious Pan clan, he reminded him at the right time:

"Master, now that Sun Tiancheng and Sun Tongjing are dead, Pan Hongshi's death is absolutely inseparable from the Sun Mansion!

Why not go all in and put all the blame on Sun Mansion, so that Pan Fu can be given an explanation?"

When Lord Pan heard this, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly realized something in his mind. He muttered: "Yes, why didn't I think of it? Just push this matter directly to Sun Mansion, so that the Pan family can sit back and relax!"

He looked at some short warriors in front of him, named Pan San.

Why hadn't he noticed before that Pan San's brain was so good?

After the Sun Mansion was overthrown by Wu Guan Mansion and Lin Qi, the Pan family finally got rid of a serious enemy, and also killed an enemy who had killed his son.

Pan was happy at first, but a letter from Pan Fu reached the Pan family. He was arrogant towards him, blamed himself repeatedly, and even threatened to ask Pan Fu to give Pan Fu an explanation.

Don’t take Pan Vale seriously at all!

But Pan San's suggestion brought about a slight turn for the better.

He regained the calmness that the previous head of the family should have, and sat on the stool, his fat body making the stool creak.

He said to Pan San next to him in a low voice: "I'll leave this matter to you. Find some evidence, even if there is no evidence, fabricate some evidence, you know?"

Pan San bowed his head and said yes, respectfully: "Yes? Head of the family!"
Chapter completed!