"How much stock does Lord Zheng have?"
The schoolboy asked hurriedly. His eagerness and excitement could not be concealed. If Zheng Feiyue had more than ten in stock, they must take them all at all costs!
Zheng Feiyue wants this effect.
He picked up the tea on the table, slowly took a sip and said faintly, "if you really want it, I can take out this number."
Then Zheng Feiyue stretched out two fingers.
The schoolboy stared and said, "two hundred?"
Zheng Feiyue: "
At the beginning, the total number of elixirs he got was less than 100. Half of them have been used over the years, and there are less than 40 left. Taking out 20 is already bleeding. You want 200 is thinking of farting!
The schoolboy smiled.
In his earliest psychological expectation, Zheng Feiyue's ability to take out one or two elixirs was a great surprise, and they never thought of more.
But when Zheng Feiyue said "I'm afraid you can't eat", the boy realized that things should exceed expectations. Zheng Feiyue, who holds a large number of elixirs, has taken the absolute initiative in this transaction!
Negotiation is like this. Both sides come and go, and try their best to fight for the initiative. If the initiative is lost, the next negotiation will fall into the disadvantage.
indeed.
Zheng Feiyue was already drinking tea with a teacup in his arms. He was not in a hurry and waited for the schoolboy to speak.
The bookboy looked at the master. The master's intention was very clear. He got the elixir at all costs. He couldn't help sighing and said, "Lord Zheng, we want all 20 elixirs!"
"OK."
Zheng Feiyue held a tea cup, showed his signature smile, and his eight teeth were shining. At this moment, he was easy to talk, just like a good old man who didn't understand rejection.
The bookboy sighed repeatedly in his heart and said, "I don't know what Lord Zheng wants?"
"Don't you know what I want?"
Zheng Feiyue looked at the woman with facial paralysis with a smile. This look was very intriguing. If the bookboy didn't know that his master was facial paralysis, he would suspect that Zheng Feiyue was attracted to the beauty of his master.
The schoolboy forced a smile and said, "Lord Zheng, once Qinglian Baojian recognizes the master, it will never change the master... Say something you shouldn't say, even if you kill my master, Qinglian Baojian won't recognize you as the master."
Shutong, as the instrument spirit of Qinglian Baojian, has made it clear that the most precious treasure has virtue, and you Zheng Feiyue is not the one with virtue.
"I know that."
Zheng Feiyue said faintly that he certainly understood the truth that Zhibao had a moral residence. Otherwise, with his temperament, he would sit down and talk business with them?
"Lord Zheng can understand that it's best that we are determined to get these 20 elixirs. Just... Wait for what you want except the green lotus treasure book." the bookboy paused, looked at the master in surprise, turned his head and said, "my master said that she can exchange the killing immortal sword for these 20 elixirs."
Zheng Feiyue's heart pounded when he heard the speech.
Kill the immortal sword!
This is a real immortal sword. It seals the soul of the immortal inside. After being stimulated, it can burst out the power of the immortal. It is absolutely the strongest weapon in the world.
Although he is determined to win the green lotus treasure, the immortal sword is also a rare treasure, especially the long haired man in the sword, which is very helpful for Zheng Feiyue to understand the immortal. After all, his opponent in the future is Tianting
The next second, the remote sub body sent an exchange request.
Zheng Feiyue: "what's up?"
Separation: "I forgot to tell you that the woman has immortal blood. Her blood can stimulate the immortal sword. That sword is very powerful. You should be careful."
Zheng Feiyue: "
Separation: "what?"
Zheng Feiyue: "I drank all the tea. Did you think it was too late to say this?"
Separation: "the woman's blood is sealed by someone. It can only stimulate a little blood power. With your Taoist power, you can resist her sword."
Zheng Feiyue pondered.
A woman with immortal blood but sealed blood has an extraordinary demand for Xiandan, so it's not difficult to guess what she wants Xiandan to do.
He turned and asked, "split, can only immortal blood stimulate that sword?"
Split body: "if what I expected is not bad, this sword should be a family heirloom of that woman. Only a specific immortal blood can inspire it."
Zheng Feiyue: "that is to say, even if I get this sword, I can't stimulate the immortal soul in the sword."
Separation: "yes, if you want to get her blood."
Zheng Feiyue nodded: "I see. This woman's blood is sealed, and the fairy pill can unlock the seal, and the power of killing the fairy sword will be determined by her blood. She gave me the golden sword, but she didn't deliberately pit me. Her biggest intention is to want more fairy pills. In this way, she and I are beneficiaries."
Separation: "measure yourself, I'll go first."
Zheng Feiyue: "wait, the wormhole... My sister still insists on going through it?"
Separation: "she, like you, can't convince everything she decides."
Zheng Feiyue: "OK, you withdraw first."
The connection is disconnected.
Zheng Feiyue directly skipped the eager schoolboy in his eyes and looked at the woman with facial paralysis and said, "ask you a question. How many elixirs can you completely solve your blood problem?"
The woman with facial paralysis stared at him closely.
The schoolboy looked shocked and asked, "how does Lord Zheng know..."
Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "I not only know that there is a problem with her blood, but also know that the immortal sword is her family heritage. The great power who once killed in the first immortal devil war is her ancestor? The immortal sword is powerful, but it is linked to her blood. If I want it, I will help her solve the blood problem. It's really a good calculation!"
The schoolboy smiled bitterly: "nothing can be concealed from adults, but please rest assured, my master has no malice. Zhu Xianjian is indeed a peerless sword!"
"What's the use of a sword that can't be controlled freely?" Zheng Feiyue shook his head slowly. "Besides, I'm hot when I take this family heirloom. Let's give it up."
The bookboy was a little anxious: "what does Lord Zheng want?"
Zheng Feiyue said, "first answer my question. How many elixirs do you need to solve the blood problem of your master?"
The schoolboy hesitated to look at his master, who nodded faintly. Since Zheng Feiyue guessed most of them, it wouldn't hurt to tell him the rest.
The bookboy said, "the elixir can only alleviate the problem, but can't fundamentally solve the problem. My master's blood problem is born, and no solution has been found."
Zheng Feiyue was surprised: "how could this happen?"
The schoolboy shook his head and sighed, "every family has a difficult Sutra. The problem of our master is from the womb. Over the years, he has traveled all over the country and found no solution. He only knows that the elixir can improve the situation, but it is also a temporary solution, not the root cause. Therefore, please raise your hand, Lord Zheng. Our master and servant will be very grateful!"