Priest Qinglong had no expression on his face, "You don't need to say anything high-sounding, Mr. Xuanming. You and I know what you are planning. Why bother to whitewash the peace? Just do business. What you want is here, where is the ghost tree dendrobium?"
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Xuan Ming clicked his tongue twice, "You are really short-tempered."
As he spoke, he opened the box on the table next to him with his slender fingers, and pointed at: "Dendrobium officinalis."
A strong smell of blood rushed out, filling the entire room in an instant, followed by waves of cold air.
I saw that the one-foot-wide black box was covered with a layer of faint blue black ice, and something similar to a dead branch was placed on it. The baby's arms were thick, and under the appearance of copper pouring iron, there was
The scarlet lines look very similar to deer antlers at first glance.
Huangfu Haofeng looked at his daughter.
Priest Qinglong looked at Nalan Xueyi beside him and said with his eyes, "Xueyi."
Nalan Xueyi looked at it carefully for a while, then nodded to the Qinglong Priest to indicate that it was this object, and the expressions of the two priests relaxed slightly.
"You are sincere, and I am also sincere, so don't worry." Xuan Ming's gentle and melodious voice was full of evil.xdw8
A cold sneer appeared on Ling Xiyue's lips, believing him.
Xuan Ming's fairy-like face smiled like a flower, staring at Ling Xiyue, "Come on, Queen of the Moon, the money and goods are all settled, so we can go about our own business. To be honest, I have a lot of things lately..."
"You talk so much, it would be a pity not to start a theater troupe." Ling Xiyue said lightly.
Xuan Ming smiled even happier, his eyes sparkling, "Young Master, I take this as a compliment."
A deacon of the ghost tribe exchanged the ghost dendrobium with Huangfu Cangzhi, who was holding three stone talismans, and then each returned to Xuan Ming and Huangfu Haofeng.
Xuan Ming clapped his hands and stood up from the chair, "It's rare for you guys to come here, why don't you stay for a drink of tea and a meal before leaving."
Huangfu Haofeng stood up with a flick of his sleeves and headed straight out with the Huangfu family and the Snow Clan.
His resolute face was cold and he didn't say a word.
Xuan Ming shrugged, he was so heartless.
At this time, Ling Xiyue, who was walking to the gate, suddenly paused, turned around slightly, her red lips curled up in a cold voice and said softly: "Oh, by the way, Xuan Ming, I will give you a message for the ghost king, and wait with peace of mind.
, one day, I will personally come to greet you."
The voice was neither slow nor slow, but it carried a strong penetrating power and lingered in Hanyin Division for a long time.
When I looked again, there was no trace of the group of people in front of the door, but the cold wind was passing through the room again.
"This Ling Xiyue is really interesting." Xuan Mingfeng's eyes were faint, and his crimson robe was reflected in the light as if it were soaked in blood and scorching with flames. He folded his arms around his chest and stared at the place where she left, "Bi Bei Chenyan
That ice cube is much more interesting."
It's really a pity that he died like that...
"Young Master, we have got the things. We will set off immediately and return to the underworld." Yin Siming slowly stood behind Xuan Ming and reminded: "The king is still waiting. We don't have much time. If we delay any longer, it will be too long."
There will be trouble."
Xuan Ming nodded, "How long can your things be stored for?"
"At most half a year, our time is very tight." Yang Siming spoke in a deep voice.
The tips of Xuan Ming's slender nails lightly scratched the snow-white neck, the tip of his crimson tongue touched his lips, and the corners of his mouth were gently raised, "In this case, it is a bit tight, but it doesn't matter. The bird that flew out will return to its cage sooner or later.
, let it enjoy the taste of freedom first."
The two commanders of Yin and Yang looked at each other, their eyes deepening.