So for Lu Qingchen, these high-level spiritual medicines are much more precious than spiritual stones.

"It seems that it's only a short distance away, and I just happened to see the private fair mentioned by the senior just now."

Lu Qingchen looked at the spiritual medicine in the storage ring with satisfaction, and then walked towards the end with big strides.

"This sword costs 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones? It's a bit expensive. Can it be lower?"

Just as Lu Qingchen was about to go directly to the tavern that the white-haired old man said, a crisp and pleasant sound suddenly came not far ahead.

"It's President Nangong and Master? It's so strange, why did they come together?"

Lu Qingchen looked around and found Han Meng and Nangong Qianyue standing in front of a stall, as if talking about the price with the stall owner.

"They actually bargained?"

After listening carefully for a few seconds, Lu Qingchen's face suddenly became a little strange.

He didn't expect that these two deans would bargain.

With a strong curiosity, Lu Qingchen quietly came to the vicinity of Nangong Qianyue and the others.

"Two girls, this sword is not an ordinary treasure, but a real holy weapon. A hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stone is not expensive. If it weren't for the lack of spirit stones, I wouldn't have taken it out and traded it."

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face. At this moment, he was talking endlessly to explain the long sword of the holy weapon on the table to the two beauties in front of him.

Lu Qingchen's eyes looked along the middle-aged man's voice and found that the long sword of the holy weapon was still incomplete.

There were several gaps at the blade of the long sword of the holy weapon. Not only that, there were several cracks on the entire sword.

Nangong Qianyue looked at the long sword of the holy weapon on the table, and there was a hint of desire in her beautiful eyes.

"But this sword is not a complete holy weapon, but a broken one. One hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones are really too high."

After hearing the middle-aged man's statement, Nangong Qianyue immediately pointed out the problem. She felt that the price was too high.

"This sword is indeed incomplete, but its power has not decreased much. Besides, who would take out the holy weapon to trade it besides me?"

"I am bluntly speaking, if you miss this opportunity, even if the two girls have 200,000 spirit stones in the future, they may not be able to buy holy artifacts."

The middle-aged man did not reduce the price due to the problem pointed out by Nangong Qianyue.

On the contrary, he raised his head proudly, as if the holy artifact on his desk was unique.

Because he was sure that no one in the entire Chinese country except him could trade the holy weapon.

"One Hundred Thousand Medium-Grade Spirit Stone..."

Nangong Qianyue frowned. She was indeed eager to get this holy weapon, but she did not have so many medium-grade spirit stones on her body.

"How many medium-grade spirit stones are you missing? I still have about 20,000 yuan, otherwise I will help you with cushion?" ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Han Meng glanced at Nangong Qianyue, who was full of longing around her, and asked tentatively.

"This... are you really planning to lend me 20,000 medium-grade spirit stones?"

Nangong Qianyue was obviously a little surprised after hearing this. She didn't expect Han Meng to take the initiative to lend her spirit stone.

"Well, this stall owner is right. Basically, no one will take out the holy tools and trade them. Since you encounter it, then..."

Han Meng nodded while transmitting a voice to Nangong Qianyue, signaling her to take a picture of the long sword of the holy weapon as soon as possible.

But she stopped halfway through her words. At this moment, she was slightly stunned, and then nodded thoughtfully.

"One hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones are too expensive. Why don't we take a walk? And there might be better holy tools at the auction tomorrow night."

A few seconds later, Han Meng took back what she had said just now and changed her words.

"Auction...and so, maybe a better holy weapon will appear at the auction tomorrow night."

Seeing Han Meng say this, Nangong Qianyue pondered for a moment and finally decided not to buy this incomplete holy sword.

Maybe there will be a better quality holy weapon at this auction?

"Hey, this is a holy weapon. If you don't buy it this time, you will definitely not have it again. Wait, 90,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

Seeing the two peerless women in front of him turn and leave, the middle-aged man was stunned.

After looking at the broken long sword on the table, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and directly reduced the price of 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

Nangong Qianyue, who turned around and left, paused for a moment after hearing the price, but in the end she left with Han Meng.

"Hey, why did you suddenly change your mind? If you had known that you would have sold 90,000 medium-grade spirit stones directly, maybe it would have been done now."

Looking at the two women's departure, the middle-aged man hammered the table and said with regret.

"I want this incomplete sword with 90,000 medium-grade spirit stone."

After Nangong Qianyue and Han Meng walked away, a warrior in black robe suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's stall and spoke expressionlessly.

"You want to buy this holy sword? OK!"

The middle-aged man was originally immersed in a state of regret, but when he heard someone bid, he immediately agreed without thinking.

"These are ninety thousand medium-grade spirit stones, let's take a look."

The warrior in black robe handed a storage ring to the middle-aged man and said in a hoarse voice.

"Hey, okay, that's right, it's 90,000 medium-grade spirit stones. This holy-level long sword belongs to you."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he used his mental power to investigate, and then immediately handed the long sword over, for fear that the black-robed warrior would repent.

After taking the holy-level sword handed over by the middle-aged man, the man in black robe turned around and left without saying a word.

"How can you not take down the holy weapon? Although it is only incomplete, it can be used at least. But I can only feel wronged Dean Nangong first."

After coming to a remote place, the warrior took off his black robe and said with some emotion.

That's right, this black-robed warrior is Lu Qingchen.

Just when Han Meng proposed to lend the spirit stone to Nangong Qianyue, Lu Qingchen suddenly sent a message to Han Meng, indicating that she should try her best to ask Nangong Qianyue not to buy the broken holy-level long sword.

Although Han Meng didn't know why Lu Qingchen did this, she always believed in Lu Qingchen.

So I immediately changed my opinion.

"How can a mere saint-level sword worthy of you? If you really want it, you should also need the best one."

Lu Qingchen looked at the bright moon in the sky and gently stroked the necklace on his neck like crystal.
Chapter completed!