The man opposite him looked a little embarrassed.
Yue Shi was woken up by the noise and actually thanked the person opposite him: "May I ask your name, Senior? I will return the spirit stone someday."
The man opposite waved his hand, but spoke to Ning Xianyu: "I am Lord Luo!"
Falling Lord!
Fallen Lord?
Someone nearby gasped, "This is the younger brother of the Biluo Sect's leader."
"It's actually him?"
The Biluo Sect is ranked third among the top ten immortal sects. Although it is not one of the best, third is also a very high ranking.
The younger brother of the leader of the Biluo Sect, this status is much higher than that of ordinary cultivators.
They didn't expect to see Luo Jun here.
Luo Jun smiled and said, "My fellow Daoist, seeing that your cultivation is very high, I'm afraid that we don't have what you need here. Why don't you go with me to the high-end shopping mall over there and take a look?"
"There are some high-level elixirs and monsters that are about to be auctioned over there, and your little follower also needs to rest and recuperate. There is a residence that I have rented over there that can accommodate him."
Everyone else was envious of him for inviting her, thinking that she was lucky.
Judging from her ordinary clothes and the fact that she couldn't even come up with a hundred spirit stones, she probably wasn't living a good life.
Now that I can have a relationship with the younger brother of the leader of the Biluo Sect, we will definitely be friends in the future.
Ning Xianyu was in a strange mood.
What's with this feeling of being favored by a rich second-generation and invited to a high-end auction?
Aren’t they said that monks all like quietness? Why is there someone with a different style?
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