Chapter 3468： Very simple one 1

3468 .TRIP

Feng Jiu was shocked, "Ah? Why don't you know me! But when you are friends, I worry about you and follow you all the way-"

So, is it his responsibility now? Merian City and Qu Taner listened keenly to his implied meaning.

Leng Fang was caught by the two at the same time, and Feng Jiu felt a thrill in his heart.

My mother, isn't the pressure that Mao and these two people put on him any less than the group of skull devil just now?

Facing the attention of the two, Feng Jiu's voice gradually weakened. "Actually, we can make friends. Before, I made a lot for you ..."

Speaking of this, Qu Taner remembered, "What are the packs you just gave?"

Feng Jiu's face was reluctant, "Actually, it is not a good treasure, but it is not unusual ..." He said in a supportive manner, adding, "In fact, it is something that is helpful for the cultivation of secret skills . "

Qu Tan'er was impatient, and speaking of it, there was no substance at all. What kind of answer is this, "What is it?"

Feng Jiu shook her head and told her, "Blood essence."

Qu Taner thought he heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

Feng Jiu replied again, "Blood spirit, you ... do you not know yet?" He hesitated, looking through Qu Tan'er, and cast it on Mo Liancheng.

A grandfather slowly, cleaned up, stood up, walked in front of Feng Jiu, and politely reached out, "Bring it."

Feng Jiu stepped back, "Why, what?"

Mo Liancheng took a quick glance at the cloud and light wind, "Blood essence, for the kindness you owe us."

Qu Taner also walked over with a smile, and then she understood. Why did a certain grandfather call Feng Jiu Bao gracious just now.

She has always disliked what owed others, and naturally did not want others to owe her.

This Fengjiu is a bit weird. It's best to be clear with him this way.

Moreover, in the Cloud Tribe, many people are practicing secrets, but unfortunately they have been stagnating at a certain stage. What they lack is perhaps these low-level digestible blood spirits?

Make up his mind, it is impossible for Qu Taner to let go of the wind.

Feng Jiu shook his head with a white face, at the same time, back and forth, "You, you robbery in the broad daylight?"

Qu Tan'er shouted, "Don't you think that your life is not enough for a few bags of blood?"

Feng Jiu growled angrily, "We are friends!"

Qu Taner gave him a white look, "That's your wishful thinking."

Feng Jiu stared at her, and then stared at Merian City, who nodded in agreement. Finally, he reluctantly took out six bags of sacks and muttered, "You are all friends, you are robbed, you are not enough friends!"

Qu Taner thought it was funny. Does this person not understand people? However, too lazy to correct him, he only weighed the pockets in his hand, two small ones, three large ones, and counted them out, a total of fifteen blood essence.

In terms of the blood essence of the bald mountain eagle she refined, it is much smaller in size and looks duller in color.

Qu Taner secretly rubbed two times, um, not very smooth, or hot.

Last time, the blood spirit of the bald mountain eagle, the patriarch Yun was packed in a box, very hot, and later snatched from other tribes, including these blood spirits carried on Fengjiu today, but casually It's usually in a bag. So, can she understand that these blood spirits are not as advanced as the bald eagle?

(End of this chapter)