"It turns out it's a gift for Sword Master Qingyun of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect!"
Lin Yue's eyes were full of pride and disdain, "That's natural, we Huanhuan are about to become disciples of Sword Master Qingyun! And you are just lowly maids from Yaowang Valley! If you offend us, you have offended Sword Master Qingyun.
, and the entire Xuanyuan Sword Sect, can you bear the consequences?"
Offending them is equivalent to offending the entire Xuanyuan Sword Sect?
You guys are so awesome, does Xuanyuan Sword Sect know?
"Xing'er, why don't you hurry up and ask for a fourth-grade sword elixir from Gu?" Ye Qingran pretended to be serious.
When Han Xing heard this, he knew that his lady was going to cause trouble.
After all, the owner of the valley is herself!
"Okay, slave, let's go now!" Han Xing flew towards the Medicine King Valley and ran towards it. It looked like he was frightened...
Ye Huanhuan looked at Ye Qingran, his eyes full of disdain.
She thought this woman would be a disciple or a young lady of the Lord of the Medicine King Valley, but she didn't expect that she was also a maid who couldn't stand up to the limelight!
What a despicable thing, how dare you put on airs in front of her!
If it weren't for the fact that this is Yaowang Valley, she would definitely find a few men to destroy her!
Han Xing quickly fetched the elixir.
Ye Qingran took it and opened it. Instantly, a strong fragrance of elixir overflowed, along with bursts of sharp sword energy.
It’s extraordinary at first glance!
Ye Huanhuan's eyes were hot.
Sure enough, it is the Medicine King Valley, where you can find fourth-grade elixirs at your fingertips!
As long as she gives this fourth-grade sword spirit pill to the Master, the Master will definitely pay more attention to her!
Ye Qingran turned to close the lid, and the Danxiang sword energy disappeared immediately.
"The fourth-grade elixir is not cheap..."
"One million and two hundred thousand taels of gold!" Ye Huanhuan raised her chin, her brows filled with confidence.
She had done her homework. The last time a fourth-grade sword spirit pill was auctioned in Xuanyuan City, the price was one million taels of gold. She paid an extra two hundred thousand, and Yaowang Valley would definitely accept it.
Ye Qingran looked embarrassed, "But this is the last one from Yaowang Valley."
Ye Huanhuan frowned, subconsciously thinking that Yaowanggu wanted to raise the price, so he increased the price by 100,000 without hesitation.
"One million and three hundred thousand!"
"Miss, according to the instructions given by the Valley Master last time, this elixir has been reserved by a prince of Beiming Kingdom."
Ye Huanhuan was a little impatient, "One and a half million, now it's okay. You know, your Sword Spirit Pill only sold for one million taels at the auction in Xuanyuan City. I paid one
One and a half million taels is already a lot."
"Okay, since you are so sincere, I will sell it to you." Ye Qingran nodded in compromise, then opened the lid, and the Danxiang sword energy reappeared, "Please confirm... Oops..."
With Ye Qingran's low cry, the pill fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of the little milk tiger beside him.
The little milk tiger looked at the elixir blankly at first, and then showed a look of joy.
Aren't these the little jelly beans his master feeds him every day?
Recently, the owner thought it was a little fat, so he didn't feed it for several days. Did the owner find out again today?
The little tit tiger took the elixir with her short legs, then lowered her head and stuck out her pink and tender tongue...
"No..." Ye Huanhuan was horrified.
This is the last sword spirit pill in Yaowang Valley!
Can't!
However, it was too late.
The little tit tiger held the elixir in her mouth, showed a pleased expression, and rubbed at Ye Qingran's feet.
The host is so nice.
Ye Qingran's lowered eyes showed a smile.
This guy is so cheap today!
But there was a look of horror on his face, "This... I didn't mean it."
"you!"
Ye Huanhuan was extremely angry and glared at Ye Qingran, but she dared not speak in anger.
"Miss Ye, the effect of the Sword Spirit Pill can last for four hours in the body. How about you capture this little tiger and bleed it for your master to drink? As for the price, I'll give you a 20% discount.
?”
Little Milk Tiger: “…..”
bloodletting?
Master, you betrayed me again!
Sure enough, I just picked it up!
The little milk tiger suddenly felt that the jelly beans no longer tasted good.
When Han Xing and Leng Yue heard what Ye Qingran said, they looked at each other and twitched the corners of their mouths.
Who in Yaowang Valley doesn’t know how cute this little tiger looks and how ferocious it is when it fights?
Wouldn't it be better to let Ye Huanhuan catch the little milk tiger?
Asking for trouble!
Her young lady is indeed a ruthless person!
How could Ye Huanhuan know so many skills? All she needed was to get the Sword Spirit Pill.
"If that's the case, then I'm offended!" Ye Huanhuan looked stern, drew out the sword from his waist, and rushed towards the little milk tiger.
She was going to skin this damn little tiger and drain its blood!
The little milk tiger sensed danger.
When he raised his eyes, the shadow of a sword reflected in his blue eyes.