Chapter 688： Guiyuan Stone (3) make up (1/2)
Chapter 688 Guiyuanshi (3) make up
”This brother... I see you, it should not be Wangchengren.” The slave master saw another one who was looking for death, and could not help but have a headache.
”Not bad.” Ye Qing beheaded.
”Oh, little brother, you know, this is the son of Shangguan Ruizi, the nine-night dynasty, the dragon and the great general...” slaves.
”What... Dragon and Tiger General?” Hearing the words of the slave owner, Ye Qingyan was full of surprise.
Seeing Ye Qingyu’s look, everyone will still be ridiculed in the future. Ye Qing’s disdainful voice has already spread: “How about that, this blue-haired woman is destined to belong to me.”
Ye Qingyi stepped forward and stopped the blue-haired woman in front of her. She ignored the eyes of everyone and smiled and said: ”Do you really have a returning stone?”
”I...have...there is a returning stone!” Qingfa girl nodded again and again.
”Okay, if this is the case, you belong to me.” Ye Qing's mouth twitched slightly, drawing a smile.
The slave owner waved his hand impatiently: ”This slave has been fixed by Shangguan Ruigong.”
”I was fixed by him?” Ye Qingxi sneered: ”The black market has the rules of the black market. If the kid does not pay, he will not count.”
”Shangguan Gongzi, you see...” At the moment, the slave owner asked Shangguan Rui.
”Oh, the black market naturally has the rules of the black market.” Shangguan Rui mouth pulled out a cruel smile: ”Let's see first, what financial resources he has.”
The voice just fell, Ye Qingyi from the space ring, took out a yellow-ordered sword and directly dropped it on the ground: ”Enough is enough.”
”Yellow-order weapons?”
Upon seeing it, everyone in the room looked at each other.
The yellow-order weapons are already very precious. For the ordinary Zongmen forces, some elite disciples, who have worked hard for several years, may not be able to get one.
See the slave master silent, the next second, Ye Qingyi from the space ring, directly take a bundle, randomly thrown on the ground: ”Enough?”
A bundle, ten!
In the Aphrodite Purgatory, too many sects died, and Ye Qingyi smashed dozens of them along the way.