Chapter 137 Cruel

Five spirit stones are expensive.

But there is no way.

If I don't buy him, only tea leaves are left. I don't know how long I can last.

"Come on thirty dollars." Jiang Hao said.

Hearing this, Chen Sisi froze in place.

It was the first time she had seen such a tea buyer.

But she regretfully told Jiang Hao the bad news, the total was only twenty dollars.

In the end, Jiang Hao bought twenty coins, spent one thousand and one, and left thirteen thousand and two.

Putting away Xuehouchun, he asked curiously:

"Is there azure red?"

Tian Qinghong only asked about the price in Tianyinzong.

Never asked elsewhere, so a little curious.

"Hey, sky blue and red?" Chen Sisi couldn't believe it.

She has heard of this name recently, but it is not expensive to explain.

As for why she knew, it was because they really had money here.

It is said that a certain important person did everything possible to obtain it, and then sold it on consignment here.

"There is?" Jiang Hao was a little surprised when he heard the news:

"What's the selling price?"

"It's more than nine thousand, do you want me to report it for you?" Chen Sisi subconsciously used the honorific title.

"Let's report it." Hearing more than nine thousand, Jiang Hao wanted to see it.

If it is really a normal azure red, you can buy it for more than 9,000.

Because it costs 10,000 to go back.

After that, Jiang Hao looked at some elixir seeds, and he bought two Tomorrow Qingxue seeds.

It is the main material of a concentrating elixir.

It has a delicate fragrance and a gentle aura.

Tianxiang Daohua has a delicate fragrance, plus a peaceful aura.

Clear snowflakes tomorrow, the best fit.

One seed is one hundred spirit stones.

Two two hundred.

This elixir is not bad, maybe a blue bubble will appear when it blooms.

But in order for the normal seeds to come out, he bought another fourteen bottles of spiritual liquid.

A bottle is also thirty.

It costs four hundred and two.

Soon, an old man came into the room.

Complete foundation building.

"You want Tianqinghong?" Old Chen asked.

In the middle stage of foundation establishment, he never felt that this person could afford it.

"Can you inspect the goods first?" Jiang Hao asked back.

After hesitating for a while, Mr. Chen took out the exquisite box.

Inside is really a sky blue red.

When he opened it, Jiang Hao smelled the fragrance, the tea leaves were emerald green with a hint of red around the edges.

good tea.

Just by looking at the tea leaves, he knew that the quality of Qinghong was not bad.

After closing the box, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man: "What's the price?"

"If you really want it, we'll give you nine thousand three." Old Chen didn't dare to ask too high.

The tea leaves have been stored for a long time, and they are also eager to sell.

Without further ado, Jiang Hao gave Lingshi directly.

"If there is no problem, I will take the tea away." Jiang Hao said calmly.

Earned seven hundred spirit stones.

However, buying tea this time cost him most of the spirit stones.

At most, he owned 14,300 spirit stones, and now there are 3,300 left.

Actually quite a lot.

Ignoring the astonishment of those people, Jiang Hao walked out of Yunshang Pavilion.

He looked at the pavilion not far away, where there were some shops.

That's where Zuo Lan sells talented people.

After confirming that it was almost time, he walked over there.

When he entered, he came to the area used by Zuo Lan.

I found that the space here is not small, and there are many rooms.

"Fellow daoists, please." A young man led the way in front of Jiang Hao.

"Are you Zuo Lan?" Jiang Hao asked on the road.

"Fellow Daoist thinks it is, then I am.

If fellow Daoists think that I am not, then I am not. "The young man said with a smile.

Jiang Hao observed him for a while.

In the middle stage of foundation establishment, the spiritual extension is a bit weird.

It should be Zuo Lan's puppet.

He didn't act rashly, but followed to the small room.

The space here is not big, there are tea tables and snacks, but it is not crowded.

"This is the list." The man who called himself Zuo Lan handed the list to Jiang Hao, and said calmly:

"Fellow Daoist came late, there are only two left now, Fellow Daoist, see if you like it."

Jiang Hao looked at the list and found that there were more than 20 names, gender, age, talent, all marked on it.

More than twenty, only the last two have not been purchased.

"Didn't it start in the afternoon?" Jiang Hao asked casually looking at the list.

Ten girls on the list, thirteen boys.

The oldest is fourteen and the youngest is seven.

Jiang Hao didn't see this kind of behavior in Tianyinzong.

Tianyinzong arrests people to work, not such young children.

"Naturally, they want to start early. Customers are the most important thing. I naturally started early." The person who called himself Zuo Lan smiled and continued:

"How? Which one do fellow daoists want?"

"Chun Yu, female, ten years old, low in talent." Jiang Hao looked at the list and continued:

"Tie Dan, male, eleven years old, with medium talent."

"Where did you find this?" Jiang Hao asked curiously.

He looked calm and seemed to be chatting.

"Arrested by the surrounding villages, it is possible to change their fate if they are arrested by me. It stands to reason that I should be their benefactor.

It's a pity they don't appreciate it.

Especially that Chun Yu's parents, who actually wanted to attack me with a hoe, were ignorant and ignorant. "The person who called himself Zuo Lan shook his head and laughed.

"And then?" Jiang Hao asked with interest.

"I helped their family clean up the population. They have a lot of family members, so they don't have to worry about food shortage." The person who called himself Zuo Lan looked like a good person.

"It really helped the other party a lot." Jiang Hao nodded, and then continued:

"Bring both."

"Fellow daoist knows the current affairs, some people have blood on their hands, yet they have the nerve to call me cruel.

Are there any good people in the cultivation world?

With some strength, which one didn't crawl out of the dead?

Why put on an air? "The person who called himself Zuo Lan admired Jiang Hao somewhat.

Then he went outside.

Jiang Hao sat quietly on the spot, waiting for the other party to arrive.

Shaoqing.

The door was pushed open, and a young man who called himself Zuo Lan came back, followed by two people.

Jiang Hao looked over.

These are two pale-faced children, the girl's eyes are red, and there is hatred in fear.

Her clothes were coarse cloth, stained with long-dried blood.

There is a wide iron ring around the neck.

The boy next to her was much better than her, and there was a look of determination in his eyes, as if he understood that only by surviving could he have other possibilities.

He was barefoot, with some dirt on his feet, as if he had just helped the family with field work.

As for appearance, Jiang Hao didn't pay attention.

The two malnourished children have no appearance at all.

"How much?" Jiang Hao asked.

"One hundred and fifty for women, two hundred for men." Zuo Lan said with a smile on his face:

"We also have additional prohibition and control, do fellow daoists need it?"

"No need." Jiang Hao shook his head.

boom!

Then there was a roar outside.

Jiang Hao turned his head and looked out the window, only to find a man in the late stage of Jindan rushing towards the sky.

The speed is surprisingly fast, and it seems that there is a magic weapon in his body.

And immediately behind him were three figures chasing after him.

They are all Jindan level powerhouses.

"It's them?" Jiang Hao recognized the three of them at a glance.

But he observed it, and the one that escaped was still a clone.

"There are always people making trouble." The man who called himself Zuo Lan shook his head and sighed, then looked at Jiang Hao:

"Will fellow daoists make trouble?"

Jiang Haoping looked at the other side blankly, and then took half a month out of the sheath.

Moonlight appears.

Clang!

One pass.

The man who claimed to be Zuo Lan was beheaded by Jiang Hao.

Under the unbelievable eyes of the other party, Jiang Hao slowly let Ban Yue back into the sheath, and said indifferently:

"Yes."

To live, there must always be a bottom line.