Chapter 1089 2.525 I'm Going to Kill You!

No!

Sikong Fuling almost exploded with anger!

How can there be such a vicious stinky girl in this world?

It makes sense to rob on the spot, right?

Don't show up if you don't let me! She also admits that she is inferior to others, doesn't she?

You still want to show up and look at her innocently, Sikong Fuling really wants to rush forward and slap this brat to death!

With such a vile temper, the leader still pays attention to it nervously!

How masochistic is this!

No wonder he stabbed someone in the chest, it was self-inflicted!

Sikong Fuling bit her small mouth, took a deep breath, and secretly suppressed her anger, "Miss Qiao, you are not a blacksmith, and it is useless to ask for this cold star sand. I think you should You don't even know what the cold star sand does!"

Qiao Mu blinked, "It's used to make artifacts. If you don't add this thing, even top-level artifacts won't be able to transform into artifacts!"

Sikong Fuling gave her a surprised look, "Well, even if you know what it's for, you're not a craftsman at all, are you? It's a waste if you drop it in your hands! Let's do it. I'll buy it from you!"

When Sikong Fuling said the last five words, he felt so aggrieved that he was dying!

She is a majestic demon saint, how the hell did she get to this point?

Qiao Mu stretched out a pair of thin white hands, flipped back and forth in the water, and asked curiously, "Is there anything you can hold?"

"Lingshi!" Sikong Fuling gritted his teeth, "Have you heard of Lingshi? The basic materials for spiritual cultivation are just like our Xuanshi..."

"Of course I know!" Qiao Mu interrupted her with an expression of "Don't treat this baby as a fool".

Then he asked, "How many spirit stones can you give?"

"One hundred yuan! Mid-grade spirit stones!!" She gritted her teeth and offered a bloody price.

"Deal!" Qiao Mu agreed without saying a word, nodding, and poked Sikong Fuling with his small hand, "Bring it here."

Sikong Fuling froze on the spot for a while, then overjoyedly took out a bag of middle-grade spirit stones from the inner world, and threw it into Qiao Mu's hand, "I won't lie to you, this bag of middle-grade spirit stones, even if you go to the middle-grade Walking in the six mansions is also a good thing that can last for a while."

Qiao Mu nodded, and then took out a brocade bag embroidered with black mandalas from the inner world.

Seeing this, Sikong Fuling gritted her teeth... This damn guy, even his things and brocade bags, let her go, don't be shy!

But seeing that she was able to return the bag of Han Xing sand brocade to herself, Sikong Fuling's complexion also became a little better.

Even if she is sensible, otherwise she would not be able to leave the Hanshuitan area with this bag of cold star sand!

Qiao Mu opened the brocade bag, picked among them for a long time, saw Sikong Fuling's brows twitch, and a bad premonition slipped in his heart...

"Here, here you are!" The little guy picked out the smallest piece of cold star sand, raised his little hand slightly, wrapped the cold star sand in water and threw it in front of the saint.

The saint stayed for a while and didn't respond.

Afterwards, the whole cold pool water stirred up like boiling water, and exploded with a bang!

The devil's saint let out a distraught cry, "I'm talking about one hundred middle-grade spirit stones for one bag of cold star sand!!!"

This guy is really shameless enough to have the nerve to pick her the tiniest and smallest piece of cold star sand in the bag, like dust!

I am going to kill you!