Vol 3 Chapter 654: Transaction

Zhu Xi looked at the face of such a villain, and immediately sneered: "Xiao Sanlang, I give two road choices, one, we pay you 500,000 gold, you give us a needle butterfly, two, I immediately Xiangyun The patriarch passed a letter, let him send a master in the family, and flattened your Xiao family, so that the Xiao people will disappear in the rivers and lakes."
Xiao Sanlang’s face changed and he became a pig liver color. He didn’t wait for him to worry. Xia Yuanqiu also said:
Xiao’s chief, you have to be clear, this needle butterfly is not only one, we just haven’t had time to look for it. Do you think that with the power of the cloud family and the king of medicine, can you find a coniferous butterfly? If we find a coniferous butterfly ourselves, this one in your hand is not worth mentioning."
The face of Xiao Sanlang became more and more ugly, and he wanted to speak, but he was intercepted by the long winds of the hundred miles. The long winds of the hundred miles: "The kid, you are measuring the strength of the Xiao people now, even if the cloud promises to the ancestors For you, can you keep it?"
Xiao Sanlang’s meeting was a complete break. Although the words of the long wind were very rude, they were also very reasonable. With the strength of his Xiao people, he could not keep the treasure.
But he is not reconciled, the Xiao family has fallen, he has been trying to remedy, hoping to find a way to make the Xiao people re-active in martial arts.
And there are rumors in the world that the gods and treasures of the world have gotten the world, how can he not be jealous and not heart-warming, and now he is holding such an opportunity in his hands, of course he does not want to miss.
Will take the needle butterfly to the nearest Dongtao Town, Qinglong City, deliberately let out the wind, want to take the life of the cloud family, want to cloud to heaven, let him hand over the Yun's Ancestral Hall.
Although it is only the treasure house of the Dajun, it is better than the treasure house of the gods. It can be said that there are countless gold and silver jewels in the treasure house of Dajun, and there are so many fine martial arts, and there are many magical medicines that were mastered by the gods in the past. I also want to get a dream.
But today, the words of the long wind, and the threat of Zhu Xi Xia Yuanqiu, let his firm heart begin to shake.
The long wind is right, even if he got the Yun's Ancestral Hall for a while, with his current power of Xiao Sanlang is interrupted, how many pairs of eyes are staring at Qinglong City, staring at the cloud.
No one started, because the strength of the cloud is too strong, no one dares to act rashly.
But if he is taken over by Xiao Sanlang, the situation will be very different.
Instead of having a rich treasure, it is better to take the money and say the other.
Xiao Sanlang’s thoughts turned a hundred turns. At this time, he had already had an idea. The face that had been stiff has also eased slightly. He said to Xia Yuanqiu:
If you don’t give the Yun’s Ancestral Hall, the price of the needle butterfly is not the price.

But in this world, the problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.
Xia Yuanqiu always looks at money like dung, let alone buy this conifer butterfly, what is the money of the cloud family, and what is it with her? Naturally bold: "Despite your offer, as long as it is appropriate, it will naturally meet your requirements."
Xiao Sanlang has always been a wise man. Xia Yuanqiu’s words are outside, he understands, and immediately smiles:
I don’t want much, plus 200,000 gold, a total of 700,000 gold, how?

Xia Yuanqiu is also refreshing, and immediately made a decision: "The deal!"
Therefore, Xia Yuanqiu purchased the coniferous butterfly from Xiao Sanlang at the price of 700,000 gold.
The cloud family has a profound foundation, and naturally does not care about the 700,000 gold in this area. It is just that Xiao Sanlang’s move is tantamount to a thorn on the cloud to the heart of the heart, which makes him extremely uncomfortable, just waiting for one day, the idea is pulled out. The root thorn is comfortable.