There were many monks standing around. Although everyone was unbearable, they did not come forward to meddle in other people's business.

Qian Ren Xi didn't want to interfere, but saw that the male cultivator was too ruthless. If he continued to fight, he might really be able to get Yun Xiangrong's life.

She took a step forward and was about to draw her sword, but she saw the stall owner who had not moved suddenly take action.

He waved his hand gently, and the male cultivator was blown away, fell to the ground and fell into a coma, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The monks around him immediately calmed down and looked at the stall owner with fear and shock.

The huge street suddenly became a slightest, and no one dared to act rashly.

Only Yun Xiangrong rolled on the ground in pain, and moaned intermittently.

"Don't you get out?"

The stall owner sat lazily on the stool, his tone was filled with murderous aura, which made the onlookers feel terrified and he was soaked in less than a breath.

There were only male cultivators who were unconscious on the whole street, Yun Xiangrong rolling around, the stall owner sitting with his hands, and Qian Renxi who was standing in the original place and looking straight at the stall owner.

Even the white-bearded old man didn't have time to wait for Yun Xiangrong and ran away.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

The stall owner saw Qian Renxi still standing there, his tone increased a little, and he asked.

Qian Renxi was not afraid, but walked slowly to the stall. After taking a few pills, he stood up straight and looked at the stall owner with a steady attitude.

"Seniors come out to do business and never turn customers away."

She looked at the box in Yun Xiangrong's hand, and probably guessed in her heart that this might be the opportunity for Yun Xiangrong.

She was not interested in other people's opportunities, but she was very interested in this stall owner.

"The little girl is so brave, hum!"

The stall owner snorted coldly, but still said nothing. Ren Qianrenxi started watching the stall.

Through the hat, the stall owner looked at Qian Renxi carefully, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

This little girl is at a young age with a golden elixir cultivation. She has a stunning temperament and is definitely not an ordinary person. It would be nice to ask her to buy something to leave.

Since he received the news that Xuanji Realm would suffer a disaster, he has been uneasy.

For this reason, he specially took out some of his things, hoping to cultivate more excellent juniors in the Xuanji world.

When disaster strikes in the future, these younger generations may play an immeasurable role.

The woman lying beside her has shallow knowledge, but her character is pretty good and her qualifications are quite good.

It just depends on herself whether she can seize the opportunity.

"Senior, I want to buy this."

Qian Renxi pointed to a very old-looking note, squatted and raised his head to look at the stall owner and said.

"That's it? These things are not good?"

The stall owner raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Qian Renxi to choose a note.

That thing is his experience in practicing over the years and his understanding every time he passes through a tribulation. For these little guys, it is indeed a big treasure.

I can't tell that the little girl has a good attitude.

"If possible, I would like to buy this."

Qian Renxi pointed to a bead next to him and coughed lightly.

She had already seen the mystery of the bead, for fear that the stall owner would not want to sell it.

"Haha, the little girl has a big appetite."

The stall owner saw her choice clearly and couldn't help but laugh and tease her.

Talented and visionary, this girl is very good!

However, looking at her cold appearance, the stall owner began to tease her.

"Tell me, how many spirit stones can you give? If it's too few, I won't sell them!"

He put his hand behind his head and leaned leisurely on the back of the chair. The old god looked at her and asked.

Qian Renxi glanced at the more than ten storage rings in the space, which contained the care of the elders for her.

Among them, there are quite a few spirit stones, plus the dragon veins dug in the secret realm before...

She suddenly realized that she had become a rich man without realizing it.

However, her stingy personality has not changed.

"One thousand low-grade spirit stones?"

Qian Renxi tentatively quoted the price, trying to see the stall owner's expression through the hat.

"Oh!"

The stall owner was so angry that he was laughed at her when she offered her a price, and stared at her with anger and wanting to laugh.

This girl is really polite. What can I buy a thousand low-grade spirit stones? It’s almost the same to buy a broken stone!

His original intention was not to make money, so he naturally didn't want the lion to speak loudly and ask for a price everywhere.

But this girl is really dishonest, she has the smell of mustard seed space, and she is still pretending to be poor here.

She must let her bleed.

"If you want it, take it away."

"fifty thousand?"

Qian Renxi was startled by the price and his voice rose several degrees.

This is a roadside stall, and it's too big a tone?

"You also know what these two things are. If you like to buy them or not, get out if you don't have money!"

The stall owner likes Qian Renxi's appearance, and he shook his legs in a daze, looking particularly "deserving a beating".

A little girl insisted on showing an old man's expression, how could she look better now?

"Twenty thousand."

Qian Renxi endured his bloody heart and cut the price by half.

This is the highest price she can accept.

"make a deal!"

The stall owner responded without hesitation, sat up straight and quickly put the note and beads into the brocade box and handed it to Qian Renxi. The action was done in one go, as if he was afraid that Qian Renxi would regret it.

“…”

Qian Renxi suddenly felt that he was at a loss. What's wrong with regretting it?

She took the brocade box, took out the spirit stone and handed it to the stall owner, and quickly put the brocade box into the space.

After completing the transaction, the stall owner turned his attention to Yun Xiangrong, who was still lying on the ground.

"Hey, are you dead?"

He kicked her gently.

"No...non dead."

Yun Xiangrong turned over, his eyes passed through the stall owner and fell on Qian Renxi, showing a look of gratitude on his face.

"Thank you for your pill, ahem!"

"Okay, okay, get up quickly if you haven't died."

Seeing this, the stall owner rolled his eyes. He obviously knocked the person out, so why did this person only see that little girl?

What a rolling wolf, hum!

"Ahem, thank you."

Yun Xiangrong struggled to stand up, bowed to the stall owner, and then looked at the male cultivator lying on the ground.

"You, go over and beat him up, and I will sell you the box in your hand for cheap."

The stall owner couldn't stand Yun Xiangrong's soft and cowardly appearance, and urged her to nudge her.

"Beat him?"

Yun Xiangrong was shocked when she heard this, and hesitatedly looked at the box in her hand, feeling that the box seemed to be destined to her.

This feeling came inexplicably, but it gave her endless courage before.

If you can buy it at a low price, then...
Chapter completed!