Chen’s face changed and he first glanced at the night feathers.

"Chen treasurer, I still have something to do, first leave." Night feathers rushed to the door.

"Miss Night is walking slowly." Chen boss arched his hand and looked at Shigu: "Scrophularia has arrived, two million gold coins."

"Hey? Didn't you say one hundred and eighty thousand yesterday?" Song Yu's tone became sharp.

"That was yesterday's price, and today's price increase." Chen treasurer deliberately amplified the sound.

The night feathers that walked to the door stood in a slight pause, and a smile appeared in the corner of the mouth, striding away.

In the end, Song Yuer and Shi Gu spent two million to buy a Scrophulariaceae, I do not know when they know that because Song Yier caused himself to spend 200,000 gold coins, what is the feeling in his heart.

Things are at hand, and there is nothing else in the night feathers. I don’t want to browse the surrounding shops, and the night feathers go straight to the direction of the Pharmacist College.

Just out of the downtown area, the night feather pupil shrinks slightly, someone is tracking!

Looking at the other side's cultivation, it seems that the spirit is about seven orders.

Who is this time? Who is the king of the palace? Still other gang members in the college.

The night feathers did not stop and proceeded as usual.

After an hour, I have already arrived in the wilderness.

Hey.

A big man quickly followed behind him, and suddenly, the front of the night was lost.

Dahan stood in the middle of the forest and looked around to find the shadow of the night feathers.

"Who sent you here." The night feathers slowly came out from behind an old tree.

The big Han eyes are cold: "Someone wants your life!" After a word, Dahan took a chopper and rushed to the night feathers.

Hey!

The machete in the hands of the strong man was short by the soul-splitting blade of the night feathers, and the night feathers screamed at the cold, and the elbows were slightly lifted, and an elbow hit the chest of the brawny.

With a bang, the strong man lay on his back on the ground, his chest collapsed slightly, and he suffered a serious injury.

"Who sent you here." The night feathers lingered.

"Less nonsense, you have to kill and listen to it... ah-"

The night feathers and cold palms are shot on the forehead of the strong man, searching for the soul!

The screams of the strong man resounded through the forest, and the night feathers turned a deaf ear. He just gave him the opportunity to find his own sin and be able to satisfy him. As the memory of the strong man flocked to the night, the night feathers The willow eyebrows wrinkled.

Two minutes later, the night feathers of the palms were removed from the forehead of the strong man.

"It turned out to be a stranger." The night feathers looked down at the brawny man, and ended his life with a knife.

There is no valuable information in the memory of the strong man. He follows himself because someone gave him 100,000 gold coins, bought his own life, and claimed that he only had six-level repairs, and there was no other valuable information.

"Fire spirit." Night feathers screamed in the heart, confessed to the fire spirit, and the fire nodded and flew into the air.

At the same time that the fire spirit flew out, the night feathers also released their own spiritual power.

There are no animals found in the surroundings except for some hares.

"Master, no one is jealous."

The night feathers should give a fire back, and the doubts in the eyes are even worse.

Hiring a seven-order spirit to kill yourself, certainly not a college person, the power of Qiuyang City? Or, 阎王殿!

The night feathers left here with doubts.

after an hour.

The dragon warrior who met with Longfei came to the body of the strong man and leaned over to investigate the woundedness of the strong man.

"Well? One trick?" The dragon warrior showed a horror in his eyes, looked up and looked around, and finally his eyes stayed in the direction of the Institute of Pharmaceutical Pharmacists.

A freshman defeats the Seventh-order Spirit, and the man’s cultivation is at least eight orders!