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Chapter 433 818 That Little Elder Bailian of the Underworld Sect

Do you want to do this and watch, and miss this sword?

Xiong Dangdang is not reconciled, she has this opportunity, why should she give it up to others?

At this moment, her brain was running rapidly, and she suddenly thought of the Demon Lord behind her who had an ambiguous attitude towards her...

Xiong Dangdang smiled awkwardly: "I, I don't have that much money..."

"No money?" The old man gave her a disdainful look, "If you don't have money, don't buy it."

Xiong Dangdang smiled more and more reluctantly, she stared at the sword, her eyes gradually became sad: "But I really like this sword..."

Probably because she was too ambitious, she had a sad expression on her face, as if she was really hurt.

Ye Zhi was peeking not far away, and was a little surprised when she saw this: "Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills."

Unexpectedly, there are times when apprentices are so powerful.

The white-bearded old man is old, he has never seen anyone, and he is not soft-hearted at all: "Don't cry with me, my price will not change, if you have no money, you can buy what you can afford, and entangle me What are you doing?"

Xiong Dangdang flinched at what he said, as if afraid.In fact, I couldn't help complaining in my heart, is this old man too narcissistic?Her crying was not meant to soften his heart. What she really wanted to impress with this performance was the people behind her.

Will Mozun be fooled?

The answer is of course yes.

He couldn't help closing his folding fan, his eyes disapproving: "Hey, old man, what are you doing so angry? Your sword is so shabby, and you are asking for 20 high-grade spirit stones, what are you daydreaming about?"

After finishing speaking, he squatted down and hugged Xiong Dangdang lightly: "Do you have to buy this sword?"

Xiong Dangdang lowered his head shyly: "I, I like it."

The implication is that she will not leave.

Mozun is very curious, so he will not think that this woman is not plotting against him.I cried suddenly, did I really think I was made of water?
It was obvious that he regarded himself as a brainless man.

Tsk! !It's really annoying, but it's annoying that he has to take the bait in order to be free.

Among the people present, probably except for Ye Zhi and Ye Feng, no one knew that these two people were acting.

"Don't be sad. Since you like it, I'll just buy it for you."

In Xiong Dangdang's surprised eyes, Mozun opened the folding fan with a snap, shook it twice, and changed his tone: "However, before paying the money, I would like to see for myself what is so special about this sword. It can be sold at a price of 20 high-grade spirit stones."

The white-bearded old man was not afraid to look at it, because he knew that the price of this sword was definitely far more than 20 high-grade spirit stones, and charging them this little money would only make them cheaper.

"Look, just look."

Mozun stretched out his hand to the broken sword on the ground, and just as he was about to pick up the sword, Ye Zhi's fingers not far away hooked it.

"pat-"

Mozun frowned: "What are you doing?"

He watched the white-bearded old man reach out and grab the dry fingers on his wrist, and held back his hands.

"do not move."

The voice of the old man with the white beard became gloomy at some point: "Why do you have the breath of a life tablet?!"

Life monument? ?
Xiong Dangdang, who pretended to cry, was shocked, how could he forget this? ! ! !
The white-bearded old man's eyes were cold, and his whole body was full of killing intent: "You have the lives of our disciples of the Divine Artifact Pavilion in your hands!"

He said for sure.

"Boy, you are very bold. You even dared to break into the territory of the Divine Artifact Pavilion after killing our people in the Artifact Pavilion! If you are so arrogant, you are not afraid that you will come and go today?"

After finishing speaking without any nonsense, the white-bearded old man suddenly exerted force on his withered fingers.

Although Mozun reacted and pulled his hand in time, when he broke free, there were already a circle of blue marks on his wrist, and three claw marks with deep bones were left behind.

"Tick-tock-"

Blood fell to the ground, and the demon's pupils suddenly turned red.

(End of this chapter)