Chapter eight hundred and fifteen healed(2/2)
After a moment, he stopped and looked up at a three-story pavilion.
The pavilion is made of sunken wood, with an antique fragrance, and a medicinal fragrance radiates from the door.
A plaque was hung on it with the words: Lingdan Pavilion.
"Lingdan Pavilion?"
Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, looked carefully, and whispered: "This Dan Pavilion is magnificent and looks good."
"I'll sell the pills to his family."
After saying that, he raised his legs and stepped into the Dan Pavilion.
"Yeah, young master, do you buy elixir?"
As soon as Ye Xinghe entered the door, a servant in green clothes came up to meet him.
The servant in blue clothes smiled and seemed very enthusiastic.
Ye Xinghe shook his head and smiled, "I won't buy elixirs..."
Before he finished speaking, the smiling face of the servant in blue clothes disappeared immediately and he interrupted coldly: "Don't you buy elixirs?"
"Let's go out quickly."
"My Lingdan Pavilion is not a place you can wander around!"
Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and stared at him coldly.
This guy is snobbish!
However, Ye Xinghe was not angry and said lightly: "I'm here to sell elixirs."
The young man in green clothes heard this, looked at Ye Xinghe up and down, and sneered: "You are the only one?"
"I'm not old, I'm not very angry!"
"You are only in your teenage years old, and I'm afraid you're not even a first-class alchemist. What kind of pills can you sell?"
"My Spirit Pill Pavilion does not collect waste pills, get out quickly!"
After saying that, he waved his hands and acted to drive Ye Xinghe away.
Chapter completed!