Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou, who had just washed his hands, was stunned when he heard Jiang Zihuan's address to Mo Hongniang.

The mature woman Mo Hongniang doesn't look too old, and Jiang Zihuan's face is at least fifty years old.

Auntie?

Well, there is an inside story.

With a groan, Jiang Zihua rushed up and held Lin Chou's hand.

"Brother Lin, how are you, you are not injured, you see, you see, the people in your team are ignorant, this is troublesome, brother apologized to you..."

Jiang Zihuan's mouth was like a machine gun, and he said a lot of words suddenly, and a fat smile was full of honest and deep self-blame.

Lin Chou choked in his throat, wishing to spray him, your acting is a bit too much!

Mo Hongniang stepped on seven-inch crystal high-heeled shoes and walked in the yard full of plants. It was a bit laborious. The cold on her face made Jiang Ziwei back away for a while.

"Haha...ha... Auntie, please, please."

Mo Hongniang glanced at Jiang Ziyun, and he immediately shut up and hid away.

When Mo Hongniang turned her pretty face to look at Lin Chou, she was already filled with a charming smile.

"Xiao Lin Lin, my Master Lin, is there any injury."

"..."

No, it's muddy, why is the title different every time, the most basic respect among people?

Besides, you are not really here for this handsome.

What should I do to stay away from each other and live well, isn’t it good?

Zhao Zheng leaned on the Birdwing Ballista with a strange look.

"Hey, I said, Leng Han, this kid, is it interesting?"

Leng Han did not speak, but the people around Zhao Zheng reminded him.

"Master, this shop is often visited by our ancestors. It is said that the relationship with him... is very unusual."

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows, "How unusual."

A middle-aged humane who is in his forties or fifty and also wears a garrison uniform,

"Master, have you ever met anyone who dared to scold the ancestor."

"..."

Zhao Zheng's expression is very tangled, it seems that he is looking forward to it, and it is...indescribable.

"What you said is true?"

"It's true!"

Zhao Zheng grinned and whispered with a dry smile.

"Old Zhao, what did he scold?"

"..."

Old Zhao looked speechless.

Shao Zhao, how good is your old ancestor who gossiping like this?

Over there, Mo Hongniang cared about Lin Chou a little bit, and turned her attention to the wrapped animal skin that had been torn apart.

The other two vehicles were the grandfather of the scientific research institute and the garrison. They had already surrounded there and started looking.

The animal skins are wrapped layer by layer, and the innermost layer contains several crystals that look very special.

Each is palm-sized and prismatic, with neat green vines entwined on the surface, revealing only the sharp ends.

The reason these crystals are special is that the vines that are entwined with the crystals are fresh, delicate, and seem to be growing vigorously.

Mo Hongniang was about to pick up one of them, her hand retracted like a needle.

"Rank Six...Magic Plant Essence?!"

Mo Hongniang shouted word by word,

"Ginger! Since! I!"

"Hey!" Jiang Zihuan ran over, "Auntie, I'm here."

Mo Hongniang rolled her eyes, "Don't you think, should you explain it?"

Jiang Zihua swallowed his saliva.

"Auntie, this... can we go back and say..."

Mo Hongniang's eyebrows were raised and her plump lips were pursed.

"Yep?!"

Jiang Ziwan shivered and smiled bitterly.

"That's it. The Jiang family got the news that a Tier 6 magic plant appeared somewhere in the wilderness, so..."

"Edit, continue editing."

"..."

Jiang Zihuan's fat face was squeezed into a ball, and he complained, "Little aunt, you..."

"Leave aside other things for the time being, I don't care how you got these things, but... Tier 6 Demon Plant, okay, Jiang Zihua, you dare to call the shots on such a big thing?"

Jiang Ziwei was trembling,

"Little aunt.... Jiang's family are all businessmen. I...I want to take the opportunity to make a fortune."

"Ah!"

Mo Hongniang held her shoulders and scanned him up and down, her eyes staring.

Jiang Zijian sat down on the ground, his eyes squinted and he squeezed out a few tears.

"Auntie, what I said is true. I just want to get it first and make a fortune. If I borrow my eight courage, I don't dare to swallow it alone. This is the essence of the sixth-order magic plant. ...You are right."

I have to say that Jiang Zihuan's face really didn't want to let it go, and he almost rolled and hugged his thighs.

Well, it is estimated that the thighs are still afraid to hold, they will be directly nailed to the ground by high heels.

Mo Hongniang thought,

"There are three orders and five applications in the base city. The essence of magic plants above Tier 4 is a controlled item. Private possession and private sale are prohibited. Jiang Ziwei, your Jiang family, you are very courageous."

Jiang Zihuan leaned forward pitifully, squeezing his eyes and whispering.

"Auntie, I don't think my uncle has been looking for this thing for decades. If there are good things, then we have to use it for our own home. If the research institute stretches its paw first, then it won't be able to get it out!"

There was no deaf person present. When Jiang Ziwei said this, everyone's faces were stiff.

Especially the people in the scientific research institute, almost swearing.

Your fucking smuggling is justified. What is the claw of the research institute?!

"cough."

Why didn't Mo Hongniang know that Jiang Zihua was confusing, if it was so, he would say it so openly?

He Jiang Zihuan is not a fool!

Rubbing his forehead,

"Don't talk nonsense, what are you going to do with these things?"

"Of course it is handed over to the Research Institute!"

"Fart, what is the use of this thing for your research institute? After so many years of research, is there any progress? If this thing is given to the defense army, do you know how many high-level evolutionists can be spawned and how many lives can be saved!"

Jiang Zihuan only promises Mo Hongniang, but it doesn't mean that his character is really like this.

With a sneer, he changed his personality, full of aura,

"It's your turn to divide the things that my Jiang family brought back?"

Several old men in the research institute were so angry that their beards turned up.

"Jiang Ziwei, you are smuggling, you have violated Mingguang's law, you..."

Jiang Ziwei interrupted,

"Smuggling? Mingguang's rules, things were brought back by Lao Tzu, and the research institute and garrison wanted to requisition them, so Lao Tzu must be given a reasonable price!"

A group of people were stunned. For a while, the base city did have such a clear stipulation.

"Okay, our research institute wants this batch of magic plant essence, you can make a price."

"Fart, what do you mean by your research institute? Have you asked our garrison's opinion?"

"You guys... assholes!"

The old academicians were angry.

Jiang Ziwei stretched out a finger,

"The purity of these sixth-order magic plant essences is more than 37%. For every three units of magic plant essence, one unit of the sixth-order alien beast source crystal is exchanged."

"puff..."

The old man in the research institute almost vomited blood on the spot,

"You, you are the lion's big mouth!"

The lion speaks loudly?

"Ha ha."

Jiang Zibian rolled his eyes frantically.