"Why don't you give it to me first, and then I'll give it to you after I find a friend."
Jiang Qiuming spoke out again.
"Yes, I believe that the people of the hidden family will not be dishonest. Of course, it is okay to be dishonest. As long as I am still alive, your Jiang family will not have peace for too long."
Huang Fu spoke out.
After hearing Huang Hui's agreement, Jiang Qiuming's face lit up with joy.
But before he could be happy for too long, he heard Huang Fu continue to say: "The value of this treasure should be very high, right? Selling it for 10 million high-grade spiritual stones is not much, right?"
Huang Fu asked tentatively.
"Okay, I will give it to you 100% when the time comes."
Hearing what Huang Fu said, Jiang Qiuming's face showed joy.
What does the Jiang family lack? What they lack is a magic weapon and a strong man.
Although the Jiang family is also a reclusive family, their family is mainly engaged in business. Even if they have magic weapons and other magical weapons, they cannot buy many of them.
But now he only needs to pay 10 million high-grade spiritual stones to get one, no, one of the keys to countless magic weapons, which is still worth it.
In other words, it’s too valuable.
"Then it's settled."
Huang Fu gave up this magic weapon, allowing Jiang Qiu Ming to obtain this magic weapon.
After Jiang Qiuming put the magic weapon into his bag, the dazzling light disappeared.
The two figures appeared in each other's eyes.
Jiang Qiuming looks elegant and easy-going, like the kind of gentle and elegant person.
Huang Fu's cold demeanor before has disappeared, and now he has become cold and cold.
"Let's get to know each other again, Jiang Qiuming. Thank you very much, fellow Taoist, for handing over this treasure. I don't know who you are..."
As he said that, Jiang Qiuming looked at Huang Hu.
He was holding the newly acquired treasure in his hand.
As if he was worried that Huang Hui would regret it, he shrank the treasure again.
He is now a free-handed wolf. What if the wolf in front of him becomes angry and wants to snatch this treasure back?
"I'm Huang Zhuan, I hope you will really abide by it and give me the spiritual stone."
Speaking of the latter part, Huang Hui's tone gradually became colder.
"Of course, I, Jiang Qiuming, have always been consistent in what I do throughout my life."
Jiang Qiuming showed a faint smile and said to Huang Fu.
"Then go find your companion now."
Huang Fu's tone remained unchanged and he said coldly.
"Of course I'll look for it. It's rare to find someone as easy to talk to as you. How could I lie to you?"
Jiang Qiuming smiled and said.
Without further words, I saw Huang Fu and Jiang Qiuming walking together.
The two came to a miasma forest.
"Are you sure you're here?"
Looking at the miasma-filled forest in front of him, Huang Fu frowned slightly.
"It is indeed here, but he is now deep in this miasmatic forest."
Jiang Qiuming said.
Huang Fu nodded and saw the two of them heading into the miasma forest together.
"Intercept and kill Jiang Qiuming, a direct descendant of the Jiang family, everyone goes up!"
When a loud shout rang out, a group of people's spells and magic weapon attacks had already struck, heading towards Huang Hu and the two of them.
Huang Fu's figure flashed and appeared several hundred meters away.
Jiang Qiuming also used magic weapons to dodge their attacks.
After dodging these attacks, Huang Hui also cast spells.
"Xuanyuan Finger!"
It was the "Xuanyuan Finger", and they saw the powerful and extraordinary spiritual power beginning to rush towards them.
Dang Dang Dang——
The Xuanyuan Finger displayed by Huang Fu was like the sound produced by two different steel plates colliding with each other.
Immediately, two green lotuses appeared in Huang Fu's hands that were blooming and spinning, and he threw them directly towards these people.
As the two green lotuses flew away, a broken sword appeared in his hand.
Facing the two green lotuses that looked as weak as sheep, the people who came to kill Jiang Qiuming were not careless and directly used their magic weapons to resist.
Boom boom——
Two huge explosions sounded, and the miasma within more than ten miles of the explosion was directly burned away.
However, these people hiding in the magic weapon only suffered minor injuries.
It wasn't considered a minor injury either. Their faces were all pale, and there were still two small lines of blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.
The magic weapon masks in their hands also had some cracks.
For those people who also took action against him, Huang Fu would not give them a chance to live.
Taking advantage of the explosion, Huang Fu gathered his sword energy and then slashed at these people with his sword.
Buzz——
A huge and sharp sword sound sounded. Before these people could react, they were injured by some small sword energy and had no time to escape.
Immediately afterwards, he was swallowed up by this huge sword energy, and not even ashes were left.
And here in the Miasma Forest, Huang Huan's sword slashed out, leaving a "scar" that was endless in length, more than ten miles wide, and nearly a kilometer deep.
When Jiang Qiuming saw this, he was so frightened that his legs trembled inexplicably.
The people who came to intercept and kill him were at the first level of virtual reality at most, and they seemed to be doing this just in case.
Unexpectedly, for this newly acquainted Huang Zhuan, it was just a matter of a sword.
In his opinion, Huang Fu was killing a chicken with a butcher's knife.
However, this is Huang Fu's business and he has nothing to do with it.
"Let's go."
Huang Fu glanced at Jiang Qiuming indifferently, put back the broken sword, and said.
Jiang Qiuming nodded dumbly, then took Huang Hu and a special stone in his hand and continued deep into the miasma forest.
Not long after the two of them went deeper, they encountered many special monsters.
These monsters live in the miasma forest all year round. The miasma itself is poisonous, and there are many of them. If they are stung, if there is no antidote or other magical herbs that can prevent it, even if they do not die, they will still have to go through a very long period of time.
Only after torture can people recover.
Huang Huan frowned.
It would be fine if it were a single walking monster, but if it were a large group, even he would find it difficult.
"Leave it to me."
Jiang Qiuming patted his chest, confident.
Huang Fu nodded and saw Jiang Qiuming take out a small porcelain vase from the ring.
This small porcelain bottle exuded a fragrant to stinky smell. Huang Hu sniffed it and frowned.
Jiang Qiuming lightly fanned his hands. As the smell spread to the group of monsters, they began to faint, and then seemed to have lost their lives.
Perhaps this is the sorrow of low-level monsters.
When they gather in groups, even those who are strong in the state of transformation from spirit to spirit will take a detour and not dare to conflict with them.
But once you find the spiritual grass that restrains their weaknesses, you can destroy them all.
Jiang Qiuming's nose stretched out, his head held high, and he showed a look that was completely inconsistent with his previous temperament and said, "Come on, praise me!"
Huang Fu glanced at him and didn't pay much attention.
This special contrast made him a little confused.
On the surface, he is a refined, easy-going, and polite young man, but he didn't expect that once he became proud, he would turn into the complete opposite.