Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

"do not know."

The teenager shook his head.

"I was originally looking for a spirit grass to sell some spirit stones. Unexpectedly, after a long search on the edge of the cliff, I couldn't find a spirit grass that could be sold at a price."

"In the end, I found it under a cliff."

"However, when it was found, it was seriously injured and was dying. I applied it to medicinal herbs and brought it here."

Seeing Ye Qingli interested in it, the teenager raised his hands.

"However, I do n’t know what the name of this bird is, nor what its role is. And, if you buy it home, will you die, I ca n’t guarantee it. So, if you want to buy, think clearly . "

After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes weakly.

Ye Qingli suddenly speechless.

It turns out that he has done this business for the past few days?

It's no wonder that his booth has never been interested.

Seeing the bird flapping in the cage, Ye Qingli extended her hand and stroked it on the head.

"Hello, don't blame me for not reminding you that this bird is very fierce."

"Although I can't see the existence of the slightest spiritual power on it, but my third-order lord has been pecked by it several times."

"It's okay."

Ye Qingli's palm gently touched its head.

Soon, this extremely manic bird became quiet.

"Goo, goo!"

It raised its head and yelled at Ye Qingli.

"How much is your bird, I want it."

The teenager hesitated for a moment and said a little embarrassedly.

"How about five hundred spirit stones?"

His face was slightly red, and he seemed a bit shy to quote the price to himself.

After all, this is a bird of unknown origin.

No one can call its name at all.

In addition, I was injured and I don't know if I can survive.

Not to mention five hundred spirit stones, even if it is fifty, probably no one will bid.

Seeing that Ye Qingli didn't react immediately, the young man immediately said, "Four hundred and fifty? Four hundred?"

"can not be less anymore."

Said the teenager, pulling his head down.

"Ling Yuntang's Huayu Pill, at least, also needs 400 spirit stones."

"You want to turn Fei Dan?"

Ye Qingli raised her eyebrows.

"You have damaged meridians?"

"Yes."

The teenager sagged his eyebrows.

"I was injured in meridians when I was a child, so after practicing to the third level of the lord, I couldn't continue."

"Although I heard that Hua Yu Dan can cure my injuries, but that is a high-level monarch's panacea. How can I afford this kind of person?"

"However, recently, I actually heard that Ling Yuntang has launched a weakened version of Hua Yu Dan. Although it can only be used by people of the lord level, it also has the effect of treating damaged meridians."

"So, I'm just going to gather money to buy one."

"So it turns out."

Ye Qingli nodded gently.

This idea is good.

For those high-level elixirs, the corresponding weakened version is launched.

It will not compete with the high-end market, and further seize the share of the low-end market.

Moreover, this idea is not her decision.

It seems that Na Lanyu's vision has become more and more brilliant.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly.

Then, he took out a panacea from his arms.

"Your injury is long and deep, and with only one feather feather, it may not be able to cure your injury. So, I will simply give you a high-end one."

"I don't know, can I get this bird from your hands?"