"I don't think there is a hole in this shop." The night feathers whispered in the heart, but fortunately they paid 20,000 gold coins to come in.

Looking at the scene, this warehouse is the place to really sell stones.

Hey, hey.

As soon as he entered the warehouse, Zi Ling also came to the spirit, poked his head out from the night feathers, and shouted at the stone sea scorpion in front of him.

It’s just that there are too many stone in the warehouse, and the night feathers don’t know which piece Ziling said.

Some people in the warehouse heard the voice of the purple spirit rushing to the side of the side, seeing the night feathers quickly touched the hair on the purple spirit head, let it quiet down.

"Miss, these stones can be chosen casually. If you choose a stone, if it is not convenient to carry, we have a stone-cutting master in the store. You can help you polish the original stone. You can rest assured that the chefs in our store are decades old. The veteran, will never damage the jade inside." The shop buddy said, but also glanced at the night feathers in the arms of the purple spirit.

Obviously, the shop buddy has already seen that Zi Ling is not an ordinary spirit beast, but the buddy did not say anything, and the store did not stipulate that the guest would not allow the spirit beast to come in and pick the original stone.

The night feathers walked among these stones and felt a strange spiritual fluctuation. The night feathers stopped in front of a half-meter-high stone.

"Man, how is this stone sold?"

"Hey, Miss, you have a good eye. This piece of rough stone is rare in our warehouse. This is the original stone, starting at 80,000 gold coins."

80,000 gold coins?

The night feathers and the eyebrows are picked up. The price is high enough. Most of the original stones on the outside are 510, and they are turned over dozens of times!

The palm of the hand stroking it a bit, the night feathers thought about it or did not buy it, not the night feathers can not bear the 80,000 gold coins, but the night feathers do not like to be a big head.

Holding purple spirit in his arms, he continued to look in the warehouse, and the voice of others was heard from time to time.

In the eyes of the shop guys behind the night feathers, they started to feel anxious. They didn’t have much money for the buddies. They all relied on selling stones to get dividends. The night feathers were not bought for a long time, and the guys were naturally anxious.

Looking at the night feathers is still not slow and slow, the shop buddy finally can not stand, and actively suggested: "Miss, if you look at this one, you don't see this spiritual fluctuation is not as strong as the two But at least four of the ten pieces of stone outside us are mined from this rough stone. You see this crepe, and this, you see this blue spot, but this is a sign of jade inside, and This price is not expensive, just 50,000 gold coins, you buy absolutely no loss."

The shop guy said that the night feathers are naturally unbelief, and glanced at the stone, the night feathers did not pay attention.

Just as the night feathers had to turn and continue to move forward, the purple spirit in his arms suddenly found his mind, and even did not say hello, a fierce glimpse, turned into a white mangling forward.

"Hey! Miss, your beast." The shopman was surprised and screamed.

The situation of the two people once again attracted the attention of everyone. One of the old men looked at the purple figure and looked strange and frowned: "Fast speed."

Zi Ling blinked nearly 100 meters in the eye, and drilled into a corner with a small eyeball staring at a pile of stones.

The night feathers swayed and quickly came to the side of the purple spirit. After four or five breaths, the shopkeeper ran over and panted.

"Small, Miss, you can run this beast very fast."

The night feathers glanced at the pile of purple stones in front of the purple spirit, and asked the buddy: "Man, are these stones also rough?"