"This one is a fourth-grade spiritual tool, worth 428,000 gold coins." The shopkeeper said to the side, and after looking at the two of them, he asked: "I wonder what kind of spiritual tool the son wants? Help the young man introduce the introduction."

Hearing the price, Feng Jiu immediately retracted his gaze, looked at the shopkeeper, and said, "I want to buy some gold and steel, do you have any here?"

"Yes, please wait a moment, Master." The shopkeeper called a person and confessed. After a while, the person brought a large piece of diamond iron.

"My son, do you think these are enough? If it is not enough, there will be more later."

"How do you sell this?" She looked at the diamond iron, looking no different from ordinary iron.

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Hehe, this is not a valuable thing, only ten gold coins are enough for this big piece."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu came to the side and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, right?"

Ling Mohan glanced at her and asked, "Are you going to buy this and go back to learn refining tools?"

"Yeah! I originally wanted to buy a pill furnace, but it was too expensive, and I couldn't afford it, so I thought about learning it by myself and see if I could refine a pill furnace by myself and use it, how about? I have a good idea? "

Seeing her triumphant appearance, he secretly shook his head, went to the counter, pointed to a pill furnace inside, and said to the shopkeeper: "Take this out to her."

"Haha, good." The shopkeeper responded with a smile, and was about to take out the pill furnace when he heard the voice of the boy in red.

"No, I buy it back and learn how to refine it. I don't believe that I can't make one."

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Hehe, refining is not that easy to say, you want to refining a fourth-grade pill furnace, you can't refining it without more than ten years of experience."

Feng Jiu choked and glanced at the words under the pill furnace: first-grade spirit weapon, price, 2.8 million gold coins.

"Uncle, this is so expensive, I can't afford it."

A deep gaze flicked over her, and said: "This Baibaolou can be bartered."

"I don't have anything valuable to trade things for, but uncle, discuss it."

She leaned close to him, lowered her voice, and said with a smile: "We are so familiar too, can you lend me some?"

Seeing the pleasing and charming face in front of him, his heart jumped and his eyes were slightly disorganized. He suppressed the urge to hug her in his arms. The low voice was slightly at this moment. It was dumb.

"Look it from me, but you need interest."

Looking at his expression at that moment in time, Feng Jiu's eyes flickered and smiled: "Interest is interest."

Therefore, after Feng Jiu finally bought a lot of things to earn space with the amethyst card he gave, the smile on the corners of his lips couldn't stop rising.

"Uncle, let's go!" She said with a smile on her face. However, the next moment, her face changed slightly: "Hiss!"

Seeing her holding his belly with a slightly ugly expression, he frowned slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"stomachache!"

She wrinkled her face with an ugly expression and looked at the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, do you have a hut?"

The shopkeeper was also taken aback for a moment, and then nodded: "Yes, behind."

She looked at Ling Mohan, wrinkled her face and said, "Uncle, I guess I had a bad stomach from eating just now. I'll go to the hut. Can you wait for me here?"

"Go!" Ling Mohan said, and saw her trotting back.

Until, after waiting for nearly a stick of incense, he didn't see her come back, realizing something was normal, and suddenly swept back...