Chapter 1792 One Big Rice Bucket Raises Five Small Rice Buckets

Wanhuan Lingsuo, Nether Binghuo and Jinta are the same, they all need spiritual stones and other things to improve their level, so Lu Zijia's pressure to support the family must not be too big!

However, Lu Zijia is still very generous to these little friends of hers.

only……

Looking at the few spiritual stones in his hand, Lu Zijia blinked, and then silently looked at his Taoist companion beside him.

To Mu Tianyan, who looked at his wife, "..."

In fact, his spirit stones have also been used up...

The two stared at each other for a while, and finally Mu Tianyan made a proposal, "How about we go out to exchange some spiritual stones?"

The promotion of two people and one beast cost a total of hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

Among them, Lu Zijia, the waste spirit root of the whole system, used the most spirit stones, 70 million, yes, 70 million spirit stones!

It's not unreasonable why the whole system waste material is called the whole system waste material. It is really that the whole system waste material wants to advance, and the resources needed are completely several times, or even dozens of times, that of Shan Linggen.

It can be said that it is a proper rice bucket!

Lu Zijia's budget is 60 to 70 million spirit stones, and the other 30 million spirit stones are spares. Who knows... Sure enough, she still underestimated the level of waste in her entire system!

But fortunately, they all advanced smoothly, otherwise they would not have been distressed to death for her.

"I think after we go out, we need to take more orders."

Lu Zijia touched his ears, and said with some tears in his eyes.

In her spiritual stone card, only the fifty million that Helian Qiguang lost to her is left, and as for the contribution points, there are only two or three million left.

She has a big rice bucket by herself, and she has to raise one, two, three, four, or five small rice buckets. Don't be too sad, there are wood!

Wan Huan Ling Su, who had been hungry for nine years, saw that there were only a few spiritual stones left in the hands of the owner, and he felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

It must be that jerk of Jinta who is greedy for the master's spiritual stone!

Wan Huan Ling silk, who felt that he was the truth, flew to the top of the golden tower angrily, and then suddenly came a heavy weight.

"Ow! Don't go too far with this stinky silk! I really thought that Uncle Ben couldn't beat you, right? Believe it or not, Uncle Ben cut you!"

The golden pagoda, which had already pulled out half of himself, was suddenly hammered back into the spiritual field, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he screamed and said harsh words.

"Humph! Cut it, cut it, if you have the ability, get up and cut it!"

Wan Huan Ling Silk said angrily, and stepped on it with his feet, as if he was about to plant the golden pagoda in the spiritual field.

Looking at Wanhuan Lingsu who suddenly lashed out at Jinta, Lu Zijia tilted his head for unknown reasons.

However, before she could ask her questions, she suddenly felt that the small formation they had arranged in the back mountain of the Martial Arts Academy was touched.

Mu Tianyan looked solemn, "Someone is approaching us."

As Mu Tianyan's voice fell, Lu Zijia's mind moved, and the two instantly appeared under the cliff of their calamity.

The moment they left the space, the two quickly dismantled the two lightning formations in a very tacit understanding, and the other traces were also dealt with incidentally.

In less than ten breaths, the two of them cleaned up, and then fled in the opposite direction.

When Du He and Kou Sun, who found movement at the bottom of the cliff, rushed to the edge of the cliff, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan were long gone.

"People should have left."

Du He glanced at the bottom of the cliff and said with a frown.