Chapter 866 (2/2)

”How about your pills?” Jiang Hao asked.

”Pills? Our pills are divided into three kinds Seductive woman said, deliberately twist two, but Jiang Hao seems to have nothing to see the same, unaffected.

In this regard, the seductive woman is more sure of her own judgment.

Jiang Hao has no trace of using Zhuyan pill. This age is the time when he is full of energy. It is not easy to have this power of concentration.

”Ning Shen Dan.” Jiang Hao said.

The enchanting woman pauses for a moment and says: ”concentration spirit Dan? Yes, follow me, please

The effect of the tranquilizing pill is not great. It can only be used when the friars in the concentration period break through.

I didn't expect that this one had already concentrated on his cultivation.

It's terrible.

Coming to the counter on the third floor, Ma Lian took out a bottle of pills and opened a small mouth.

Jiang Haowen, slightly sour, sour with bitterness, feeling the fluctuation of the aura, the same as the narration in ”a hundred stories of Dan Yao”.

He affirmed: ”yes, it's really a concentration pill, of medium quality. I don't know how to calculate the price? ”

”Five hundred Amethyst.” Said the horse face.

”Give me a bottle.” Jiang Hao said.

”A bottle? I think it's beautiful, 500 Amethyst. ” Horse face has no good airway.

Jiang Hao was shocked. Most of the money he got was used for the disaster relief work in Jiang state. At the moment, he only has more than 500 Amethyst.

”Don't come if you don't have money. You're poor. You're eager to learn. What do you learn from others?” Ma's face was sharp and mean.

”My Lord, I do know that there is a way to exchange pills.” Said the coquettish woman.

”Tell me about it.” Jiang Hao's heart moved and quickly grasped the straw, but there was no big change in his face.

”Butterfly dance, where do you want him to go? forget it! Little brother, you'd better use other ways. Don't lose your life. ” Horse face, good heart.

”No, I want to hear it.” Jiang Hao said.

”I can tell you in advance that there are often dead people there. Butterfly dance, what's wrong with you? Tell me about that place. ” Ma's face murmured, knocking on the table, ”at least it's a human life!”

After hearing this, Jiang Hao understood that Ma Lian was the kind of person with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, so he gave a gift to express his gratitude: ”thank you very much! I still want to hear it. It's OK to hear it, and I don't have to go. ”