Zeng Sheng was very angry, and the others who saw it were so envious that they wanted to cry.
Comparing yourself to others is really frustrating.
Qingluo was also dumbfounded.
"You still have any?"
Tang Xiaobao said: "Yes."
"How many do you have in total?"
"I guess there are three or four more. How come you are interested too?" Tang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Qingluo felt a little uncomfortable and asked, "Can you exchange with me?"
"Sure, I'll give you three eighth-level demon cores in exchange, or three hundred seventh-level demon cores, three thousand sixth-level demon cores, or thirty thousand fifth-level demon cores. I'm not interested in anything below the fifth level."
Tang Xiaobao started bidding again.
"you--"
Qingluo was shaking with anger: "Why do you always want the demon core? It's of no use to you. I can't even exchange my sword with you. Are you stupid?"
"I do, I like it, isn't it okay?"
"Okay, sure." Qingluo gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, leave me one and I'll collect all the demon cores for you."
"OK."
Not far away, members of the Blood Tiger Group heard this conversation and immediately came over.
"Can you leave one for me too? When I return, I will definitely collect all the demon cores for you."
"sure."
"Leave one for me too."
"Can."
“I want to order one, too.”
Tang Xiaobao said, "We don't accept reservations. It's first come, first served. If you want one, go find me a demon core. I don't need any magical tools, I just need a demon core."
"Why do you need a demon core?"
Someone couldn't help but ask depressedly.
Tang Xiaobao curled his lips and said, "Is it okay for me to collect things?"
"OK."
The man gritted his teeth.
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