Chapter Seven Hundred and Twentieth Eight Waste Nothing More
For fifty yuan a mouthful, only the prince has the ability and financial resources.
"Open!" Yuwen Xilie ordered in a good mood.
Yuwen Xilie's mentality has always been mature and firm. Now that her identity is different, his attitude towards her can also be instantly changed. For mysterious sects, Tianyuguo has always been cautious and did not dare to provoke them.
Now Yuwen Xilie just wants to open some spirit crystals, and then use money to hit Feng Xingying. At least in terms of etiquette, there should be no loopholes first, and good relations should be established.
As for the conspiracy, of course, it is still in the dark.
Yuwen Xilie has a good plan.
No matter what.
The stone is unsatisfactory.
clap clap.
There was a loud chopping sound.
The soldiers cut neatly around the stone with a knife, and then turned inward layer by layer.
In a short time, all fifty stones were cut into pieces.
Piece by piece, but without the slightest trace of the spirit crystal.
Fu Anmu's face was pale, and Yuwen Xilie's face was also very ugly, but he had to keep his face and waved casually: "Come again!"
Fifty stones, fifty people.
The sound of chopping stones.
Fifty waste stones.
"No, it's impossible!" Fu Anmu couldn't take it anymore: "The stone yield rate is too low."
"Get everyone under you to move and open the rest of the rocks!"
"But, His Royal Highness, this." Mu Fuan was frightened.
After all, this is their main income.
If it is still a stone, it can still be taken out and sold. If it is fully opened, it will be completely useless.
"Open!" Yuwen Xilie ordered.
Feng Xingying just watched quietly.
With the sound of rubble, almost every soldier in Tianyu Kingdom has a stone in hand.
Really, it's all stone, no miracles at all.
Not quite.
From at least one huge rock, there was a thumb-sized earth spirit crystal.
Holding such a small earth spirit crystal, Yuwen Xilie was embarrassed.
He still remembered what he said just now that he had given the spirit crystal to Feng Xingying.
It's out now, it's the only piece.
To Feng Xingying?
Is he also embarrassed? It's just the size of a thumb, and it's not much different from a piece of spirit crystal used in ordinary transactions.
He was too embarrassed to bring it to Feng Xingying? Not shabby enough.
Don't send it, he said it before.
Yuwen Xilie was witty enough, taking advantage of the rising anger, he kneaded the piece of spirit crystal into powder.
It's alright now, don't worry about it.
"Trash, it's all trash!"
"This is what you deserve." Wang Dazhui's voice was cold and hard: "Who made you believe in the Ling family, let us withdraw from the mine.
They are a mysterious family with different techniques.
When I left, I was almost killed when I saw that they were all putting stones.
It turned out that they were really capable, and they pretended to be spirit crystals. "
These words were naturally what Feng Xingying asked him to say.
He didn't lie. Originally Ling Ruoxue was selfish, so when she got the chance, she would naturally decide whether he was a stone or a spirit crystal, and filled her storage bag.
As for the latter speculation, it is just a guide based on the results.
Isn't the current result just guiding the Ling family?
"No wonder the Ling family didn't even care about us just now, it seems that their Ling family really awakened the blood of God.
Tsk tsk, there will be another bloody storm on the Big 6. " Feng Xingying shook his head with a deep expression on his face.
Feng Xingying also held a secret letter in his hand, which was a letter from Ling Qianshang to other sects intercepted by Taiji Palace's subordinates.
This is just one of them, and some of them may have already flown out of the world of Xiaotianyuguo.
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