Chapter 2370

"Get out of here! Remember, if you behave wantonly in my Juxing building next time, it won't be as simple as 6000 chaotic fairy crystals!" the middle-aged man threw Tong Gaofei to the other party.

"Let's go!" the cold young man grabbed Tong Gaofei and his face was gloomy and could drip water.

"Brother... Let's just forget it! This is 6000 chaotic fairy crystals! You can't be blackmailed for nothing!" Tong Gaofei said reluctantly as soon as he came out of the Juxing building.

"Shut up! You black sheep! This is my rare cultivation resource in a year, and you wasted it all at once!" Tong Gaotian glared at his brother and wanted to slap him to death.

"I'm sorry, brother! I also saw the bitch Tong LAN, and I couldn't help it for a moment!" Tong Gaofei gritted his teeth and said, "the bitch's parents killed our mother, I......"

"Don't say it's useless. Let's find them now. They are in the market now." Tong Gao Tianleng said with a smile, "I want them to know the consequences of provoking my Tong family!"

"Good!" Tong Gaofei said. He is also an eternal peak strong man. His recovery is very strong. At this time, he has basically recovered as before.

A ferocious smile appeared on his face.

Zhao Yuande wandered around the market and didn't find anything to impress him. Instead, he saw many brands looking for all kinds of things.

"Silver childe needs ten immortal treasures above the eighth grade of the holy order. If you want to sell, hurry up! The price will definitely satisfy you!" a young man held up a sign and shouted weakly.

This young man's accomplishments have reached the peak at the beginning of the supreme realm, but he is looking for a brand here. It's strange that he is in a good mood.

"Oh!" a smile appeared on Zhao Yuande's face. Silver childe wanted to buy this kind of thing. Do you want to sell him some?

As the saying goes, fat water does not flow into outsiders' fields. Zhao Yuande immediately agreed with his idea.

"Hello! My friend, how did you collect Xianbao?" Zhao Yuande asked.

"Go! Don't inquire about the price here. Can you have the eight grade immortal treasure of the holy order?" the young man looked up and down at Zhao Yuande and waved his hand in disdain.

"What's the matter? Don't believe it? Look at this!" Zhao Yuande didn't talk to him and directly handed out a storage ring.

The young man took the storage ring and looked surprised.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I look down on people! Brother, how are these two holy level eight immortal treasures going to be sold?" the young man immediately straightened his eyes when he saw the two holy level eight immortal treasures in the storage ring.

He has been standing here all day, and no one pays attention to him. Unexpectedly, he almost offended this man just now.

"Tell me the price!" Zhao Yuande waved his hand. "My master is a master of refining utensils. I have plenty of these things. As long as the price is appropriate, maybe I will take out some more!"

Zhao Yuande's face showed a proud color in time.

"What! Weapon refining master! Are you a disciple of Shengbing Pavilion of Tiandao city?" the young man's eyes lit up at once. "I don't know your name, brother?"

Ou Yunzi, the ancestor of Shengbing Pavilion, has a stubborn temper. Even the three forces should curry favor with him. If he doesn't like you, even if he kills him, he won't give you refining immortal treasure.

"My name is Jiang Yilin!" Zhao Yuande said with a smile. "You have some vision! Don't talk about these useless things, talk about the price!"

"A saint's eighth grade... I can give you 900000 points at most!" the young man clenched his teeth and said.

"200000!" Zhao Yuande raised his voice. He was not questioning, but startled.

"200000 is really my limit!" the young man thought Zhao Yuande was not satisfied with the price and said bitterly.

"OK! Since you say so, it's two hundred thousand!" Zhao Yuande said with a smile. "These two are four hundred thousand! Hand in the money and hand in the delivery!"

"This..." the young man looked embarrassed.

"So? So quickly repented?" Zhao Yuande looked at each other.

"No... no... I don't have so many points!" the young man said with some unkindness.

"What! Dare to come out and collect things without points!" Zhao Yuande twitched at the corners of his mouth. His face was very ugly. He turned and pretended to go.

"No... brother Jiang, listen to me. Although I don't have so many points, we have them!" the young man grabbed Zhao Yuande and showed a flattering smile on his face.

"Oh! So it is!" Zhao Yuande nodded. "What should I do? Do I have to wait here all the time?"

"No, I'll send a message. My childe will send someone over soon!" said the young man.

"All right! I'll wait!" Zhao Yuande nodded.

The young man hurried to send a message.

"Brother Jiang, soon, someone will come soon!" the young man smiled.

"I don't know my brother's name!" Zhao Yuande said with a smile.

"My name is Qi Feng," replied the young man.

"Surname Qi, you can't be a disciple of Zhanxian palace!" Zhao Yuande seemed to think of something.

"Oh! You can guess?" Qi Feng stared.

"Hey, hey! I have something to do with Qi Jun, the housekeeper of Zhanxian palace!" Zhao Yuande smiled mysteriously.

"What! You have something to do with my grandpa!" Qi Feng's face suddenly collapsed.

"Poof!" Zhao Yuande almost spit on each other's face, "you are brother Qi's grandson!"

What a fucking coincidence! It is reasonable to say that Qi Feng should call himself Shizu!

Qi Feng's face turned black when he heard Zhao Yuande's words about brother Qi.

"I said brother Jiang, we are all young people, so don't be so cruel!" Qi Feng said with a sad face, "do you want me to call you Grandpa?"

"Don't! Don't call me that. Brother Jiang is better to listen to!" Zhao Yuande quickly waved his hand.

"This is a good brother!" Qi Feng suddenly smiled.

"No! That's Tong Gaoyun and Tong Gaofei. Why did he come!" Xin Bo, who was setting up a stall at this time, saw the murderous two brothers from a distance, with a dignified look on his face.

"They must be looking for brother Zhao's trouble. Let's hurry up!" Tong Lan said anxiously.

"Hum! Tong LAN! You'd better be honest with me, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite!" Tong Gaoyun saw Tong LAN, his voice was cold and terrible, as if he were a god of murder on the battlefield.

In order to reach the mid-term of the supreme realm, Tong gaoyunxiu had already gone to the real battlefield for training. The murderous spirit on his body was really able to fight with a plant.

As soon as this murderous spirit swept out, all the people around could not help but retreat.

"Hum! Tong Gaoyun, don't you dare to do it here!" Tong Lansi stepped forward without fear. Her teeth were rattling and her face was a little pale.