Chapter 511：

"Mom, I only have four products of Ziyi LTL to discuss its value. Although Scorpio Yuhua is very precious, the four products of Ziyi LTL have far exceeded its value." The moment of thinking in my heart, it is a bit unreasonable to measure the moment. Willingly.

The product of "Pill "Zeng Lingsan" was in Ye Hao's hesitation, and an ancient voice echoed throughout the hall.

Ye Hao couldn't help shaking to the right. A gray-haired old man stared at the fragrance of Scorpio, obviously knowing the preciousness of this thing.

"Two pharmacists," Ye Hao moved slightly to see the level badge on the chest of the old-fashioned oil refining pharmacist. A refined pharmacist with a rich base of medicine.

"Siyu, do you really want that flower," Xiao Nuo said in a low voice, seeing everything outside through the gap in his black robe, feeling Ye Hao's unusually tight body.

"Well, this is one of the main raw materials to solve the poison pill in my body." Nodding slightly, simply said its importance.

"Oh, then you buy it, let us steal some things from the Wu Yue Empire, and then take medicine." The little guy patted Ye Hao's chest with a small hand, but these words were a bit disappointing.

When Ye Hao was happy, a cool jade bottle appeared in his own hand, and his spirit sank into it.

"Shu Jinsan, the middle medicinal material of the two products" echoed in my mind. Seeing that the level was OK and the effect was not bad, Ye Hao nodded in satisfaction.

"Second-level Intermediate Medicine Shu Jinsan" spit out these words, but the people who suddenly appeared were shocked. For this Shujinsan, people understand that its role can be when practicing advanced combat techniques, it helps to relieve the meridians and make it easier to open the meridians.

"This plant that doesn't know this effect is not worth the second medicine."

"Yes, yes, it is still a second-class intermediate medicine." Ye Hao's words made people exclaim, some arguments came out, the value of second-class intermediate medicine is unknown.

Looking at the distance casually, I saw that the appearance of the two pharmacists was a bit unnatural, and slightly cloudy eyelids was a difficult choice.

"Two high-level medicinal materials Qingming Pills", the alchemist waved in his palm, yelled with great pride, and listened carefully to a trace of tremor.

It can be said that it is very difficult to perfect this medicine with his two oil refining pharmacists, no wonder he is so excited.

The old man's words were just disappointed and almost stunned. People don't know what kind of existence the two people fighting for this useless thing are.

"Your mother, Brother Xiao Nuo is more energetic, thinking about rain, come to a third-class, look at the old things and dare to add more," Xiao Nuo was suddenly angry when he heard the old man's drink sitting on his chest, and Ye Hao banged his feet on his chest several times. With a cry, angrily threw a bottle of herbs.

"Third-production intermediate medicine Qingling Pill," Ganoderma lucidum explored the medicinal materials, countless information poured into his mind, and took a sip indifferently.

Once the name of the Sanpin Pill was released on the seat, everyone suddenly died, everyone began to think about the role of this plant, and began to think about the identity of this black robe.

"Those black robes are not senior oil refining pharmacists." The question answered in the crowd was that everyone was sitting there, not daring to change.

Anyone on the scene knew the terrorist force represented by this senior oil refining pharmacist. If it will lead to today's murder. Because Ye Hao deliberately lowered his voice, it sounded more like an old man, which depended more on everyone's guess.