Customers are God, but God also comes in different sizes.

The Wu Clan is a big god who bought ten flat peaches, while a small god like the Monster Clan can only stand aside.

Faced with the Demon Emperor whose contribution was dwindling, Lu Xinghe would naturally not look down upon him.

"No one charges fees at Nantianmen, but you can apply for a card. The Wu Clan spent one million spiritual stones to apply for an annual card!"

The corners of Di Jun's eyes twitched several times, and there was only one word in his mind, black!

The Nantianmen toll station costs only 100 spiritual stones to pass through, but it costs 1 million spiritual stones to apply for a annual pass!

As expected of a black-hearted toll collector, there is no blackest, only darker!

Whatever the Witch Clan has, the Demon Clan must have. Di Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll also get a Zhang Nan Tianmen Annual Card!"

A God who is willing to spend money is a good God!

Demon Emperor Jun's god level was instantly raised to the intermediate level, and Lu Xinghe put on a classic smile.

"The Demon Emperor is the Demon Emperor, he is so courageous! For the sake of you applying for the card, I will reveal another news. The ancestral witch bought more than thirty flat peaches..."

Di Jun quickly asked: "Pan peach? What kind of flat peach?"

As long as anything related to the Wu clan is a big deal.

Even if the ancestral witch farts, he still has to figure out whether it smells good or smells bad!

Don't laugh, for the ancestral witch farts, which means there is something wrong with his cultivation, so he cannot decompose the food he eats.

If something smells fragrant, it means that he is eating something that is both natural and precious.

Those who smell bad are either poor enough to eat junk food or have serious gastrointestinal problems.

Seeing that Di Jun had taken the bait, Lu Xinghe took out the Nine Thousand Years Flat Peach with a flattering smile.

"Absolutely the first flat peach branch in the world, a nine-thousand-year-old flat peach. Demon Emperor please taste it!"

Emperor Jun had never been absent from the Peach Blossom Party once every ten thousand years, so he could tell the truth from the false at a glance.

Yaochi flat peach, this is definitely Yaochi flat peach!

When did Jianmu Toll Station start selling Yaochi flat peaches?

Could it be that he is the illegitimate son of the Queen Mother of the West...

Di Jun asked the price calmly: "How to sell flat peaches?"

Lu Xinghe reported the price sincerely: "Not expensive, not expensive at all, VIP discount price of 100,000 kilograms of spiritual liquid or 10 billion spiritual stones!"

Even the Demon King, who is rich in heaven, couldn't help but tremble when he heard such a high price.

Black, really black!

Although flat peaches are good, who is willing to pay such a high price for them?

How could those poor people from the Wu clan agree to such a high price!

In order to continue their descendants, Taiyi and he searched everywhere for treasures of heaven and earth.

Although flat peach is not a fire attribute, it is very good for the heels and feet and can improve blood.

When he thought of this, Di Jun waved his hand in displeasure: "The demon clan can't afford such an expensive price, so let's forget it!"

Those who find it expensive are the ones who buy it, and those who don’t even pay back the price will definitely not buy it.

Lu Xinghe couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "The Demon Clan is much richer than the Witch Clan, so you won't be less generous than them, right? How about I give you a 10% discount on the friendship price?"

Di Jun rolled his eyes and wanted to give Lu Xinghe a slap in the face.

Is the Demon King’s friendship worth just one percent?

"Lu Xinghe, if we sell it at a 10% discount, I might consider giving you this face!"

The little fox stared at Di Jun dumbfounded. Is this still the Demon Emperor in his memory?

Golden words, true to the word, command the power of heaven...

Damn it, Xiao Liuzi is not as open-mouthed as him, right?

If it's a discount, he might as well grab it without giving me any money!

Fairy Sanxiao all gave Di Jun a big look, then turned around and went back to their room.

It's so shameful to be a demon king...

Lu Xinghe couldn't help but laugh, feeling like he had found a comrade.

Confidant, really a confidant!

The demon clan in the prehistoric era actually understood the business principle of asking for high prices and paying back on the spot.

It’s so rare!

Lu Xinghe made a gesture as if he had taken a stimulant: "Twenty percent off, up to twenty percent off. This is just for the sake of the Demon Emperor. It's a bloody price!"

Unexpectedly, Lu Xinghe was so straightforward, and Di Jun couldn't help but be happy: "Twenty percent off is also called the price of vomiting blood? You can give Xiao Liuzi 30% off, why don't I, the Demon King, have more face than him?"

Lu Xinghe was startled and looked at Di Jun dumbfounded.

How did he know about Xiao Liuzi?

Didn’t Xiao Liuzi say that what he did was very secretive and would never be discovered by Heaven?

…

The little fox shivered even more and covered his face in fear.

It’s over, Xiao Liuzi is over!

Since the Demon Emperor knows his name, he must know that he is reselling the Good Fortune Pill.

This is a grave sin, a grave sin of peeling skin and cramping!

Alas, Xiao Liuzi, Xiao Liuzi, I can’t save you this time...

Di Jun was very satisfied with Lu Xinghe's reaction, and then looked inside. The first one was the little fox.

"Qingqiu Demon Saint Bai Zhi, you secretly assassinated Gong Gong's son. Haven't the Fox Clan given an explanation to Heaven yet?"

"Zhizhi..."

Bai Zhi pretended to be stupid and called out twice with a cute look on her face.

I can’t speak, I’m useless, I beg you to let me go...

Di Jun glared at it fiercely, and then looked at little Daji.

"Daji, the most talented newcomer in the Qingqiu Fox Clan, aren't you going to imitate Bai Qian and pretend you can't speak?"

Little Daji cautiously bowed: "Daji has met the Demon Emperor. I have been expelled from Qingqiu and have made Lu Xinghe my master!"

Lu Xinghe quickly covered for her: "Yes, Daji is my maid now. A majestic demon wouldn't bully a maid, right?"

Di Jun looked at Lu Xinghe coldly without saying a word.

The majesty of the Demon King that had been cultivated for countless millions of years emerged, and the little fox and Daji were so shocked that they lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

Lu Xinghe had to make a concession: "Okay, 30% off, 30% off, this is a huge price, we must not give in anymore!"

Di Jun sneered angrily: "Okay, I will peel off Xiao Liuzi's skin when we get back, and then replace him with a demon to trade with you!"

Facing Di Jun's threat, Lu Xinghe spread his hands with an indifferent expression: "He is not mine, so the Demon Emperor can handle it as he pleases!"

This is negotiation. If he wants to protect Xiao Liuzi, who knows what price he will have to pay.

At least one discount is one billion spiritual stones, and maybe a little more.

If Xiao Liuzi knew that his life was so valuable, he would definitely be happy as a ghost!

Unexpectedly, Lu Xinghe ignored Xiao Liuzi's life and death, and Di Jun's face turned ugly.

Is this guy pretending, or is he serious?

Should we capture Xiao Liuzi and hang him on a shelf for surgery? This would have a better effect?

…

The two people looked at each other, and neither of them gave in. They were just in a stalemate.

At this moment, the little fox pulled Lu Xinghe guiltily, with a pleading expression in his eyes.

Please save Xiaoliuzi, otherwise who would dare to work for Jianmu Toll Station?

Little Daji also stretched out her little finger and gently poked Lu Xinghe.

She was brought in by Xiao Liuzi, so she naturally wanted to help him.
Chapter completed!