Chapter 2042

"I, we really don't mean to offend. Please forgive me, Lord Yihuo." The man in green robe was so nervous that his tongue was knotted and his words were dry.

Looking at his appearance, Youming Binghuo couldn't help feeling a little boring.

"All right, all right, I'll spare you bastards this time. Next time I'm sneaking around, I'll turn you into braised bastards!"

After the Youming ice fire pretended to be vicious, it floated back to its master's head again.

Lu Zijia, "..." God knows, her head is really not a different fire nest!

"Thank you, Lord Yihuo." The men in green robes who were threatened and warned were not unhappy, but showed gratitude.

Lu Zijia, who had a panoramic view of their reaction, couldn't help pumping corners of his mouth and thought: aren't these people invisible?

Otherwise, how can you look grateful after being threatened by evil voices and evil spirits?

The world of shaking m is really hard to understand!

"What pill do you want?"

Lu Zijia's eyes glanced around them, and then said, "if I didn't notice it wrong, would there be an alchemist among you?"

Several alchemists in the team were even more embarrassed. One of them, wearing a white robe, said with a little embarrassment, "yes, just, we are not prefecture level alchemists."

"Not a prefecture level alchemist?"

Lu Zijia held his chest in his hands and repeated it in a thoughtful whisper. Then he asked, "so, do you want a prefecture level pill?"

"Yes."

As the representative of the green robed man Xiu, he nodded hurriedly and looked very nervous.

After all, prefecture level alchemists belong to national and treasure level figures in the four continents. I don't know how many Yuanying elders can enter, let alone their little people.

So this time they came to ask Dan, they didn't have much hope.

"I believe Master Lu has also found that as long as the practitioner is affected by the demon, there is an unstable state of soul power.

The only way to solve this problem is to take prefecture level soul fixing pills. "

Seeing that Lu Zijia didn't show impatience or anger, the green robed man continued, "so we came to ask Master Lu for a soul fixing pill, and hope Master Lu can make a price."

After that, the man in green robe made a solemn salute to Lu Zijia. The other practitioners behind him also put down their posture without hesitation and made a salute.

Someone offered to be a big fat sheep. Lu Zijia naturally wouldn't refuse, but the problem is... She doesn't have a soul fixing pill!

But

"I don't have a soul fixing pill either."

Lu Zijia shrugged helplessly. "We came out to find the main medicine of soul fixing pill. Of course, if you can find soul Tianchan, you can exchange soul fixing pill with me.

Three soul silkworms can be exchanged for a soul fixing pill. "

Apart from more than 100 demon practitioners, there are also more than 800 practitioners who have entered Hongtian secret territory. It's always right to collect more soul silkworms.

Even if the practitioners of the wasteland don't want it, there is still a market outside the wasteland.

Anyway, no matter how calculated, she won't suffer.

When hearing that Lu Zijia said she didn't have a soul fixing pill, qingpao manxiu and others showed disappointment one after another, just like the collective wilting of eggplants.

However, when he heard what Lu Zijia said behind him, it was like collective beating chicken blood, and each one became energetic.