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Chapter 122 Thirty pictures(2/2)

It's like this, you don't want to provoke others' thoughts, and I don't want to alert others, but after all, the space is limited and so many hidden lines suddenly appear, it is inevitable to make people suspicious.

"Shangqing, Kaihuang, and Lingbao are all here." At some point, Jiang Youlin came close to his neck and breathed hot breath. He might have just used the red bean cake on the table, and his breath was sweet, "Brother, you

You are really popular, they all pay attention to you."

Jiang Qinfeng scratched his head: "Welcome? Most of the monks from the Shangqing Dynasty were sent by Uncle Gongsun. The founding of the emperor was always about Mrs. Qing's affairs. Lingbao was even simpler, so he offended Mr. Chen. Just watch, there are so many auctions.

They didn't even dare to take action, and then the fox's tail showed itself."

"These treasures brought by the demon cultivators are quite rare, especially when young master ** showed them in person. They are as beautiful as playing monkeys. Xiaofeng, do you have something you like? Whatever you want, my brother will give it to you."

Jiang Youlin's smile was as bright as a flower, as if his younger brother wanted the stars and the moon in the sky and would give them to him without blinking an eye.

Speaking of the treasure that the demon cultivator suddenly brought, it really hurt Jiang Qinfeng.

It was as if he had experienced a vigorous Double Eleven, and he really had no energy left.

It can be said that in the mission of Star Reaching Tower, he bought everything that should be bought. Who knew that some demon cultivators who were not in the Star Reaching Book would appear halfway. Now, the treasure with the highest price is probably not the transcending elixir in his hand.

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So, Jiang Qinfeng now has no idea about the extremely expensive-looking treasure on stage.

I don't even want to take a look at it, and I feel sad when I take a look at it.

He really never glanced at Yuan Zeshan on the stage, fearing that he would be heartbroken.

"Just now I saw that Mr. Xuehun wants to buy everything. Why don't you show me my treasure?"

Young master **, who transformed into a peacock with its wings spread, stopped moving and stood there, looking at the dejected young master in confusion.

This is the disadvantage of not sitting in the box. If you do something a bit unusual and take a photo that attracts attention, people will know about it immediately.

Jiang Qinfeng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then let's see if the young master's treasures can impress me."

If you don’t have money, just come.

Yuan Zeshan likes to see him laugh. The demon cultivator has always been unruly and uninhibited in doing things, doing whatever he wants.

So he said: "If you smile more, it will be more useful than the gold, silver and jewelry."

"What the hell, you bold demon cultivator, does he know what he is talking about?" Xu Xiaofeng's face turned red with anger when she heard that her best friend was so insulted.

Yan Yiyun was slightly stunned: "Why do I feel that he was performing for Xiaofeng when he first came on stage... Although it's very strange."

Not to mention how Jiang Qinfeng himself reacted, if such words were put out, the immortal monks thought that this young master was insulting Young Master Xuehun.

"Hmph, when the master knows that you are so frivolous towards the disciples, you will need to look good!"

"Wait a minute, didn't you say that the young master is no longer favored by the master..."

"Whatever! If you insult Master Xuehun, you are insulting me, Shangqingjing!"

"Yes, insulting me, Mr. Xuehun, is disrespectful to the Supreme Being!"

For a moment, the scene became fierce. All the demon cultivators stood up to demonstrate, and both sides drew their swords.

Xie Lingtan held the back of Jiang Qinfeng's hand and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Jiang Qinfeng: "????"
Chapter completed!
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