Chapter 490: Yuan Yingbo has a heart that wants to die

"Dwarf oil, don't introduce it, several brothers, I am also a monk in the Yuan Dynasty. No, there are some good things in my storage ring. As long as a few can help me, don't say these things belong to you. Even if you want me to be your little brother, I will be willing, a few will help me! "
The old and weird words change rapidly, even the expression and the tone of speech have changed.
Before he was injured, he was still a demon who was aggressively killing without blinking, but after being attacked by the consciousness, he was just like a human, and he kept screaming and showing his favor.
After the dumb old man finished talking, he blinked a few times and saw that the three of them still smoked cigarettes on their own. He was helpless in his heart, but he didn't dare to be angry, he didn't dare to be angry, and he was too embarrassed to die. .
After practicing for so many years, I have never had such a humble attitude.
He couldn't even think of something else, and suddenly reached out and patted the storage bag around his waist, his heart moved.
With a brain, he took out the contents of his storage bag, and saw the colorful light flashing inside the cave.
This action can scare the three guys of Fengming, thinking that this dumb old man is about to start again, and quickly throw away the cigarette in his hand, and firmly hold the boundary card in his hand, and almost hit the boundary card again. The two remaining attacks of consciousness evoked.
However, I have to say that Fengming has made a big deal, and I saw the flashes of light. The cave is filled with various elixir, various instruments, and some scattered spirits, and some are dim. Refiner materials, and even some animal skins and bones.
"Three brothers, how about, as long as you ask me to plead, these things are yours, and even if you sell them, you have to sell a hundred thousand junior spirits, and even there are some things in it that you repair now It works. "
It can be said that the old man has taken out all his net worth. In order to survive, he only has to do so, as long as these three guys can plead for himself, at least, he will still have a chance to survive in the future. Now, why do you want these things? At this moment, life-saving is important.
While pointing at these things, he couldn't help but start to feel pain in his body, which is all his own possessions!
The bears and bears who looked at these things are straight and two eyes are straight, and their eyes are shining. For them, the old and strange things are very tempting. Where have they seen so many cultivation resources since childhood? The poor are like the starving ghost, and they can't even afford a good pair of underpants.
On the other hand, the winds on the side are not so astonished and shocked, and it is common for their masters to say that these boring things can't be counseled anymore. So these things are also called good things?
If he didn't meet his master, I'm afraid he can't avoid such shock as Xiong Da and Xiong Er.
No wonder your master often teaches himself, often saying: The way you speak determines your life. This sentence finally understood what the master said.
If the old man meets his own master, he will be ruined completely, and the dog will be scolded.
"Friends of the wind, okay, you say something, don't fish my appetite, okay?"
Withered and nervous face, looking at Fengming's expressionless expression on his face, he couldn't wait to rush to the urge to choke him.
"Ahem, before the withering ... Withering, you do n’t want to ask you to ask my master for help. Just now, I also know that withering and friends are just excited, not really trying to kill us and others, just Normally I want to learn from us, but I have to say, I was really scared by my friends. This is not. My nerves are still a little painful, my limbs are a little numb, and my spirit has been lost a lot, but Then again, Ku Daoyou, these things you can't move my master, even I can't move, how can I touch my master! "
Fengming slid his lips away, and his face didn't care, the ridiculousness that he said was a bit ridiculous, and some were unknown.
When the dumb old man was full of doubts, Fengming patted the storage bag on his waist boldly. In the same way, bursts of light flashed, and a lot of things came out.
"Ku Daoyou, let's take a look. You also know that the lowest price of this kind of cigarette in the market is 5,000 yuan, and it is still the priceless one, and this cigar, 800 yuan, One stone, I do n’t have many here. Thirty cigarettes represent at least 150,000 sublime spirits, while cigars, 50, represent 40,000 sublime spirits, and these elixir, no matter how Say I also have over 200,000 inferior spirits here. Besides, this is only part of me. Tell me, will your master be tempted by these things? Will I be tempted? "
Fengming is also very daring. He pointed at these things and explained to the old man one by one. He expected that the old man at this moment would not act like himself, even if he took out all his inventory, he would not Dare to kill more people than before.
Because he doesn't have this courage! He is not so fat.
Fengming will leave the old and weird body without skin, and the whole body will be damaged.
While the old man was shocked, before he calmed down, Fengming moved again, flashing silver light.
"See? No, this is pocket money given by my master, 300,000 yuan of fine spirits, take a look yourself!"
After saying this, he paused for a while and did not continue to talk down. The reason why he took these things out and said these words, because he had already come up with a good idea and dug one for the old man. Dakeng, I plan to dig a good old man. If this old baby boy is drawn to the power of his master, it must be a big help.
Fengming's elixir and cigarettes were of the same type. They scared the bears and bears aside. This is not a slapstick. I didn't stand firmly. I was scared to the ground and panted. Angry, in addition to shock or shock in his eyes.
The dumb old man shivered and couldn't even speak.
Damn, people are really mad at people. Think of yourself as a monk in the Yuan Dynasty. Even a Jindan monk can't compare. At this moment, the contents of his storage bag are compared to the wind-sounding things. By comparison, the old man who wants to die is all there.
These collections of my own are some garbage products, and the wind is blowing, net Nima is some high-quality products, even those elixir have just seen, and have never taken it.
Really so irritating, lived most of his life, lived on a dog.