Chapter 918: Don't think I didn't hear

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Chapter 918: Don't Think I Didn't Hear
"What? Sweet beans?"
Mo Yanfeng, Mo Yanzhen siblings immediately looked at him.
Qin Yichen also stared at him with bad intentions. That way, as long as he missed a word, he looked good.
He hasn't had any trouble with Li Yuanba. Every time, he always prepares sufficient elixir for Li Yuanba. This is why Li Yuanba has caused troubles and still lives.
"Hey, nothing, nothing."
After reading Qin Yichen's meaning, Li Yuanba laughed a few times.
He could scarcely imagine how he would survive without Qin Yichen's elixir.
However, even if Li Yuanba said so, Mo Yanfeng brothers and sisters still doubted.
Mo Yanfeng was even more suspicious whether he had used ten superb spirits and changed ten sweet beans.
After reconfirming that it was a compound dan of three attributes, he was a little relieved.
Although the compound Dan has not yet spread, he also knows that there are only two types of compound Dan in the Holy Land, and they are extremely limited.
If he took the elixir in front of the old antiques in the Dan Temple, the rich oily old antiques would surely kill him with the best spirits?
Thinking about it that way, his slightly uncomfortable psychology improved.
However, soon he heard Li Yuanba's whisper to Mo Yanzhen again, "Yan Zhen, your brother is not as good as sugar beans. I have a better one. I'll give you a few boxes ..."
"Li Yuanba, don't pretend I didn't hear you!"
Mo Yanfeng almost glared at him with some teeth.
Couldn't it make him feel better? !!
What is worse than sugar beans? !!
Do you have more than one box as soon as you get it? !!
Mo Yanfeng's eyes were red.
"what?"
Li Yuanba looked up blankly, "Did I say anything? I didn't say anything, Yan Zhen, do you mean ..."
Qin Yichen held his forehead and said that his head hurt.
Li Yuanba, who had a low IQ, is now in a deep love affair, and IQ has plummeted. It has reached a very worrying level.
The auction is still going on.
Encouraged by Eileen's words, there was no item missing.
This has to be said, it is also a manifestation of this woman's ability.
Qin Yichen also shot several times, and took more than two hundred drops of elixir, and took a few of the elixir he needed.
However, the expected Ling Tianzhi has not yet appeared. To think of it, Guyulou must have taken it as the finale.
In addition, what caused Qin Yichen a headache was that the seven sacred fire ganoderma had not yet appeared. He knew that the more the auctioneers competing for the later, the higher the price to pay. The most important thing was the other holy places and some great forces. He hasn't shot it once.
The spirit fluid on Qin Yichen's body was already in use. When he looked at Mu Yanfeng, the latter tightened his tight robe directly, apparently seeing through Qin Yichen's idea, he was unwilling to take out The psychic fluid comes.
Under the auspices of Yilin, the atmosphere in the auction venue has been extremely hot, and after the auction has been going on for almost an hour, Qin Yichen's eyes finally changed with the appearance of an auction item It's bright.
I can only see an eye-catching light appearing next to Yi Lin on the auction table. In that light, it seems that there is a group of extremely hot flames rising, and the temperature in the entire auction venue has soared.
A peculiar wave, vaguely spreading through the light mass, everyone was shocked to find that their true elements had a dry feeling, as if they were about to burn.
And some martial arts soldiers with fire martial arts are just the opposite. They feel that their pores are greedily absorbing the abnormal fluctuations in the air, which is extremely comfortable.
Beside Qin Yichen, Feng Qianxue's glaze-like eyes also flickered with surprise.
The entire auction site became a little quiet for a while. Numerous eyes were staring closely at the light on the auction floor. In the depth of the light, some sharp-eyed people could dimly see that there was a Ganoderma lucidum burning with flame.
Even the few holy shrines that rarely bid for auction, some people couldn't help but stand up, apparently they were shocked by this thing.
"This is the Seven Holy Fire Ganoderma Lucidum. It is cherished. I want to make it clear to everyone. I won't introduce too much. The auction price is one thousand spirit liquid."
When Eileen's voice had just come to an end, there was an uproar.
This high price has made countless people retreat. This is just a starting price. According to the transaction price that has been turned several times before, the seven holy fire Ganoderma lucidum will surely be lifted to an expensive and horrifying point .
It is estimated that the base price of a thousand spiritual fluids can only be contested by those first-class forces with great backgrounds and several holy places. However, there are still countless people who can't help coveting their eyes. After all, this kind of thing is too cherished for a warrior who is a fierce soul.
"One thousand and two hundred spirits!"
For a moment, a bidding sounded from the crowd below.
When hearing this voice, Qin Yichen couldn't help sinking his heart. The first price increase was two hundred. After a fierce competition, I really don't know how terrible the final price will be.
"Brother Mu ..."
Qin Yichen touched his nose, looked a little awkwardly at Mu Yanfeng.
"No! There are no doors!"
When he heard his voice, Mu Yanfeng turned dark and bluntly refused.
"That ... Brother Mu, if you want to come, you know that this thing is really important to Qian Xue."
Qin Yichen coughed, his face charming.
After hearing his words, Mu Yanfeng couldn't help but look at Feng Qianxue, and there was a struggle in his eyes, but he still didn't agree with Qin Yichen, and he was too lazy to even return a sentence, for fear of getting into it again Out of his routine.
"Moreover, as a brother, you must see a meeting ceremony, aren't you? You must send this to me to show the style of your Son!"
Qin Yichen laughed dryly, his face suddenly became serious, and he said with a look of justice.
Hearing this touted word, Mu Yanfeng twitched.
Son? Lao Tzu is just a quasi-son. Although there is only a word difference, his identity is separated from the sky. And, are n’t you also a quasi-son?
"Well, I think so too!"
On the side, Li Yuanba also agreed with a look, nodded seriously.
Hearing this, Mu Yanfeng's face suddenly became cold. Without saying a word, he swiped in the fist.
"Well, I want to challenge you for a long time ..."
Seeing this, Li Yuanba's eyes flashed with excitement, blocking his fist with one hand was preparing for a battle, and just when he was about to jump, he suddenly felt a pain in the heart, and it came from his arm.