Chapter 1300 (1/2)

Several old elders surrounded Shen Yanxiao and tried their best to sell themselves. This enthusiasm made Shen Yanxiao's mouth slightly twitch.

How can Shen Yanxiao understand the psychology of the elves who have been looking forward to the elves for hundreds of years?

Shen Yanxiao spent the whole day in a very strange atmosphere. In a moment, he was invited by wunla to visit his room full of potions and recipes. In a moment, he was dragged by cangyan to select all kinds of excellent bows and arrows. In a moment, he was also dragged by Jingyou to discuss archery. Even Qingxuan and Liangqiu were not idle. Their specialties were potions and border arrangement Qing Xuan and Wu en are the same majors. The two old men almost didn't fight to show that they were the most powerful pharmacists!

Shen Yanxiao looks at these old urchins in tears and laughs. His originally tense heart is released in an instant.

They didn't put on airs at all. When they talked to Shen Yanxiao, they didn't take up the position of their elders. Instead, they tried to persuade Shen Yanxiao to call them a master and use all their skills.

Shen Yanxiao also realized that the spirits of the moonlight tribe are really extraordinary.

No matter who it is, it is the existence of master level in its own field!

When night fell, lance and elder Yue came back together, and saw Shen Yanxiao sitting in a pile of treasure, crying without tears.

”You are What are you doing? ” Elder Yue stared at Shen Yanxiao, who was almost buried.

Wu en is still holding seven or eight bottles of patriarchal medicine. Seeing elder Yue coming, he piles the medicine in front of Shen Yanxiao and says, ”you two are back at last.”

”Elder Yue, master Lance.” Shen Yanxiao looks at the two spooky spirits with a sad face.

As a thief, it's Shen Yanxiao's pleasure to steal countless wealth, but when a group of enthusiastic predecessors piled up the treasure lumps at the bottom of the box in front of her, she only thought it was a disaster.

What's more, these five people are still piling things around her.

What kind of grand master's potions, row by row, are randomly thrown like mineral water bottles.