Fang Yuan, extremely angry, returned to Qin Feng's side.
He couldn't figure out whether Qu Xing had taken the wrong medicine when he went out in the morning.
Qu Qinglian was driven out by Qin Feng. Is it Qin Feng's fault?
Ancient money!
For this thing, who is bidding up the price for whom? Don’t you have any idea?
If it were someone else, and the price was over 200,000, Qu Xing would take the shot and he would twist his head off.
Otherwise, why would Qu Xing give it to Qin Feng?
In the end, it was Qin Feng who suffered the loss.
He whispered to go and take the spiritual fruit. Now Qu Qinglian, a junior, actually dared to give him a cold shoulder.
You're fucking sick!
"Master OP, what happened?" Qin Feng frowned as he looked at Fang Yuan with a dark face.
Is this here to cause trouble for me?
Fang Yuan lay on the chair and said sarcastically, "The king of our Dafeng City is awesome. He almost got beaten when he went there just now."
Qin Feng clicked his tongue and asked in disbelief, "Haven't you been friends for hundreds of years?
How could this happen! "
Fang Yuan sneered, "That's all, and you're a friend of hundreds of years? I can't even reach you.
If there are any good treasures in Yipinlou in the future, I will tell him and I will take his last name."
Qin Feng said no more.
He poured a cup of tea for Fang Yuan and sat obediently in front of the window.
I have already bought three items and I don’t have many spirit stones left.
Next, the secret treasure that can conceal the breath must be photographed.
There are also some spirit stones left for the inner elixir of monsters, refining materials, and a large number of spiritual fruits.
"By the way, sir, if you come across any good treasures later, can I borrow some spirit stones from you?" Qin Feng suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan nodded: "Of course, as a worshiper of Yipinlou, I do have this right.
You can just write a report later and I'll approve it."
Qin Feng's face lit up with joy, and he immediately asked, "How much can you borrow?"
"You sold so many enchanted spiritual weapons and armor this time!" Fang Yuan said, and there was some resentment in his eyes when he looked at Qin Feng.
If it weren't for Qin Feng's prodigal son auction method, there would be no shortage of money.
The ancient money was worth one million high-quality spirit stones.
It's outrageous.
"When you shoot something, you should consider all factors. No matter how many spirit stones you have, they can't withstand what you're doing." Fang Yuan said dimly.
He decided that if Qin Feng wasted spirit stones again, he would stop him.
Thinking of this, Fang Yuan stood up and sat next to Qin Feng.
"Now that you have so many spirit stones, you should improve your realm.
Buy more spiritual fruits, spiritual medicines, and elixirs that can help you break through the realm.
Next, the Great Wind City will definitely not be peaceful.
"People who sell spiritual roots might be evil cultivators," Fang Yuan advised.
"Evil cultivator?" Qin Feng's eyes flashed.
The next moment, a faint light flickered in his eyes.
Qin Feng lowered his head, his eyes wandering around the hall.
However, he found no trace of evil.
"Master OP, why do you say it was done by an evil cultivator?" Qin Feng asked curiously.
I don't quite understand this.
Fang Yuan said: "Selling spiritual roots has always been a taboo.
We at Yipintang established the rules thousands of years ago.
Anyone who sells spiritual roots will be killed!
Especially decades ago, after the immortal roots of Qinfeng City were dug up, King Qin was almost beaten to death.
The major royal cities also established rules.
Anyone who dares to steal other people's spiritual roots and sell them will be killed without mercy.
This person actually dared to sell spiritual roots in Yipin Building. He was obviously seeking death.
Apart from evil cultivators, I really can’t think of anyone else who would dare to do this.
This will lead to us, Yipinlou and Wangcheng, hunting you down."
"The King of Qin was almost beaten to death?" Qin Feng, the person involved, was a little surprised.
But immediately, Qin Feng's eyes froze.
According to Fang Yuan.
It must be an evil cultivator.
However, the person is not in the hall, could he be in the attic?
Those who can stay in the attic are all powerful.
The most important thing is that Qin Feng’s clairvoyance is completely useless because of the room blocking his view.
Looking at the attics, Qin Feng felt a little heavy-hearted.
He knew evil too well.
They have completely destroyed southern Xinjiang.
Never play low-end games.
Wait a minute, I'm in trouble.
Qin Feng looked at Liu Manman.
"Manman, I want to tell you something." Qin Feng stood up and pulled Liu Manman to the small room.
"Tsk, is there anything you can't say in front of me?" Fang Yuan was very dissatisfied with this.
Isn't it obvious that they treat him as an outsider?
"Qin Feng, what's the matter?" Liu Manman looked at Qin Feng curiously.
"Please help me predict whether the servants around Dina are alive or dead." Qin Feng said.
Liu Manman also talked to him about divination.
The lower the realm of the divination object, the faster and better the effect.
The servants around Dina only have the cultivation level of Jindan.
There is nothing wrong with divination.
This is actually similar to the divination Dina, the effect is actually similar.
After all, as someone from Yipin Building, no one dared to touch him.
Moreover, Fang Yuan is in charge of Yipin Building.
Apart from the evil spirits, who would dare to take action?
"Oh, I'll try." Liu Manman nodded. Looking at the person next to Dina, a nebula in her eyes flowed.
After five breaths, Liu Manman's face became solemn.
"You'll die! Today."
"Let me tell you another divination." Qin Feng's face was solemn.
The nebula in Liu Manman's eyes floated again.
Soon, Liu Manman exclaimed: "He will die too."
"Trouble!" Qin Feng smiled bitterly.
Qin Feng opened the door.
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