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Chapter 1902 Meng Sanjiu eats alone

Meng Keer was forcefully pulled back to the Talisman Master Alliance by Meng Sanjiu.

I even started to feel a little panicked.

Isn’t the gift Yang Haoran gave her too expensive?

If she had known it was so valuable, she should have refused it in the first place.

If Meng Sanjiu found out about such a simple and honest idea, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood.

She doesn’t take advantage of Wang Dan, she’s nothing like his granddaughter Meng Sanjiu!

Huang Xuguang and Yang Haoran were killed and Meng Sanjiu was shocked when they turned around.

Why is that guy's eyes so impatient?

Like a hungry wolf who has been hungry for who knows how many days!

But that look fell right on Yang Haoran, as if a hungry wolf suddenly saw a piece of fresh meat.

I can't wait to swallow it in one bite.

Huang Xuguang quickly blocked Yang Haoran behind him like an old hen protecting its chicks.

"Old man, do you want to regret what you said?

Don't try to snatch Yang Haoran away!"

Meng Sanjiu was stunned and instantly knew that Huang Xuguang had misunderstood.

He quickly took out the gentian and flashed it in front of Huang Xuguang's eyes.

"Do you recognize this?"

Huang Xuguang glanced at it casually, somewhat disapprovingly.

But he quickly recognized it and made a move towards Meng Sanjiu.

However, Meng Sanjiu was well prepared, and Huang Xuguang jumped out of the way.

“Purple leaves and yellow flowers with dragon pattern, gentian that is more than a thousand years old!

Where did you get it?"

Huang Xuguang's eyesight was extremely sharp and he recognized it instantly.

Meng Sanjiu smiled, but he had already put the gentian grass into the storage space.

"If you ask me, you might as well ask him. He gave this to Xiao Ke."

Meng Sanjiu pointed at Yang Haoran with a conspiratorial smile on his face.

Yang Haoran's heart tightened, and he had a bad feeling.

The medicinal herbs he gave to Meng Keer were casually pulled out from the Hongmeng Order space.

The only advantage is that the little flowers on it look pretty.

As for things like being precious, they were all just nonsense from him.

But looking at the appearance of these two old guys, things seemed a bit complicated.

While he was feeling anxious, Meng Sanjiu and Huang Xuguang had already sandwiched him on the left and right.

The look in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone, gave him goosebumps all over his body.

"Yang Haoran, where did you come from this gentian?"

Meng Sanjiu's sound was like a loud bell, making Yang Haoran's ears rumble.

"Is there anything wrong with this gentian?"

Yang Haoran asked weakly, his mind quickly calculating the properties of gentian grass.

Although this thing is slightly toxic, it is still within the normal range.

Why is Meng Sanjiu so serious?

Huang Xuguang saw Yang Haoran's anxiety from the side and quickly realized that Yang Haoran might have misunderstood the meaning.

He quickly explained: "Yang Haoran, you don't have to think too much.

Gentian grass has little medicinal value, but it is a rare treasure for talisman masters.

The older the vintage, the rarer it is.”

Yang Haoran suddenly understood and breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Meng Sanjiu doesn't cause trouble for him because of Gentian grass.

Even so, Yang Haoran did not dare to tell the truth.

He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Of course I got it from the Xunxian Sect.

After all, I am a close disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Xunxian Sect, so I still have some benefits.

When I left the Xunxian Sect, I begged Master to let me take a tour of the Xunxian Sect's treasure house.

I brought some things out with me."

The Xunxian Sect is the number one alchemist sect in the world of cultivation, and its most important thing is all kinds of rare medicinal herbs.

This explanation was reasonable and reasonable, and Meng Sanjiu and Huang Xuguang suddenly understood.

"It turns out to be something from the Xunxian Sect, so it's no wonder.

Except for Xunxian Sect, it is indeed difficult to find gentian of this age elsewhere!”

Meng Sanjiu looked at Yang Haoran with some contempt. This kind of plundering was indeed in line with Yang Haoran's character.

"How much did you bring out? I can exchange it with you, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Yang Haoran's heart skipped a beat. It was obvious that this thing had a great effect on Meng Sanjiu and Huang Xuguang.

As for the quantity, haha, there are so many in the Hongmeng Order space that it fills up a piece of land.

"How many do you want?"

Meng Sanjiu's eyes lit up, it was obvious that Yang Haoran still had something to say if he asked this, and he couldn't help but breathe quickly.

"The more the better, do you have thirty plants?"

If so, it’s up to you to put forward any conditions.”

Huang Xuguang also nodded vigorously, obviously very eager for gentian.

"Thirty plants? That many?"

Yang Haoran frowned and figured out that the medicinal field, which was ten meters square, was entirely covered with this kind of gentian.

Three thousand plants is just a little more, and thirty plants is just a fraction.

"What? Not that many? Twenty plants will do!"

Meng Sanjiu's eyes widened, slightly worried.

If you want to upgrade a magic weapon, twenty is already the bottom line, any less will not be effective.

"It seems that there should be enough for thirty plants, but I was in a hurry to get them and didn't have time to count them.

In fact, I plan to keep these things for myself, and I really have no intention of exchanging them for spiritual stones."

Yang Haoran understood the principle of playing hard to get and said with some embarrassment.

Meng Sanjiu and Huang Xuguang were already breathing unsteadily with excitement and their eyes were shining.

"If you give us all the gentians, Lao Huang and I will work together to give you a life-saving magic weapon. What do you think?"

The wrinkles on Yang Haoran's face suddenly opened.

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you give me something or not.

You are all elders, and it is my duty to honor you.

But since Grandpa Meng said so, I can't live up to your kindness, lest you feel uneasy about your conscience.

Forget it, let me see how many there are left first."

Meng Sanjiu's mouth twitched, this little guy doesn't want to suffer.

I deliberately lingered for a while, seemingly looking for storage space.

After a while, Yang Haoran finally took out a wooden box.

After opening the lid of the wooden box, more than twenty gentian plants suddenly appeared in front of us.

"Meng..."

Just as Yang Haoran was about to speak, Meng Sanjiu snatched the wooden box away without any explanation.

After carefully identifying it, I burst into laughter.

Then he closed the lid rudely and put the wooden box into the storage space.

By the time the honest man Huang Xuguang reacted and planned to grab it, the day lilies were already cold.

“Lao Meng, you can’t eat alone!

Besides, Yang Haoran is now considered my teacher, and although he has no title, he can still be regarded as my person!"

"Fart, you can know him without me? How dare you snatch such a small thing from me?

Besides, Yang Haoran is Ji Yunfeng's disciple. With his status, it is not difficult to go to the Immortal Sect to get some more.

Why do you have to keep an eye on my share?"

Huang Xuguang stomped his feet angrily.

"It's easy for you to say, this is gentian that is thousands of years old!

These are probably the last secrets of the Xunxian Sect!"


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