"Add three more green spirit fruits and a jade skin flower." Huo Junlin did not cheat on his own this time. The things he gave were similar to those of a spirit grass, and even for some people, these were of great value.
Yu Huan Lingcao, after all, some specific talents can use this spiritual medicine.
After saying that, Huo Junlin looked at Chen Feng and did not urge him, waiting for his answer.
"I refuse."
A hint of surprise flashed across Huo Junlin's face, a little confused: "I want to know the reason for your rejection. For most people, spiritual herbs are of no value."
"Although the value of the spirit grass is high, it is of no use to people like you and me. If you want to sell it, I think the value I give is greater than the spirit grass."
Huo Junlin stared at Chen Feng, without any intention of taking action. He didn't know why, but when he appeared, he felt inexplicably frightened, giving him a sense of danger.
"I think you understand the effect of the spiritual herbs. Do you think those spiritual medicines can compare with them?"
Huo Junlin was stunned and then smiled: "I'm the one who is so stubborn."
He actually forgot about this matter. Since Chen Feng refused to agree, he naturally needed it.
"You can tell him symptoms, maybe the other elixirs on my hands can help."
Huo Junlin looked so easy to discuss, which shocked the guards beside him.
In their eyes, Huo Junlin is the most lonely, noble and arrogant, and few people can see him.
Xuanlong was someone he admired before. Since Xuanlong disappeared, no one has ever been able to see him. I didn’t expect that a person he just met today would be worthy of his treatment.
No matter what they thought, Huo Junlin still looked gentle, with a handsome face with a warm smile, which made people involuntarily feel close to him.
"Your move is useless to me." Chen Feng stared at Huo Junlin coldly and said, "I'm going to settle this spiritual herb!"
"Okay." Huo Junlin spread his hands and looked helpless: "Since that's the case, then we will compete fairly, and whoever gets it will belong to whoever gets it."
Chen Feng did not agree or refuse Huo Junlin's proposal, and he was still wary of him. He didn't believe that a stranger who had just met would be so polite to himself as an enemy.
Huo Junlin didn't care what Chen Feng was thinking, and the two of them were waiting quietly.
After more than ten minutes, countless vines spread out on the ground, waving wildly. The big tree surrounded by two or three people hugged each other was vulnerable under the soft paper note and broke into pieces in the sky.
The branches tyrannically destroyed everything around them, and even spread wildly. In a short while, the ground was densely filled with branches.
After a few minutes, the violent branches calmed down and the surroundings were in a mess.
The ground shook, and the wreckage of the branches was swept into the ground. Then a deep pit of more than ten meters appeared on the ground, and a plant full of branches like octopus and rootless willow crawled out of the pit.
The charming pink branches, with dense barbs of little fingers, flashed in the sun with cold light, slapped in the air randomly, making sounds of sonic booms...
As the thing stretched out its branches, the spirit grass on the top of its head was wrapped layer by layer, and it looked like a flower bud from a distance.
Chen Feng and Huo Junlin hid in the dark, and did not dare to show off their anger, staring at the Thousand Spider Flowers.
As the thousands of spider flowers calmed down, the buds above their heads emitted bursts of yellow gas with strange fragrance, which dissipated in the wind.
Chen Feng was staring at Qianzhuhua. There were not many descriptions of Huanling Grass and Qianzhuhua in his memory. He had to be careful, otherwise he would not know when he would meet him next time.
While observing, a strange movement came from his arms. Chen Feng couldn't help but bow his head: "What's wrong?"