Chapter 1792 One big rice bucket raises five small rice buckets

   Ten thousand magic diamond silk, Netherworld Ice Fire and Golden Pagoda, they all need spirit stones and other things to improve their level, so Lu Zijia’s pressure to support the family cannot be neglected!

  However, Lu Zijia is still very generous to his friends.

only……

  Looking at the few spirit stones that appeared in his hand, Lu Zijia blinked, then silently looked at his Taoist companion beside him.

  Mu Tianyan, who looked at his wife, "..."

  In fact, he ran out of spirit stones...

  The two of them stared at them with such big eyes for a while, and finally Mu Tianyan made a suggestion, "Or, let's go out and exchange some spirit stones?"

  Two people and one beast were promoted, and it cost a total of hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

   Among them, Lu Zijia, the whole family of waste material spirit roots, used the most spirit stones, 70 million, yes, 70 million spirit stones!

  The reason why the whole series of waste materials is called the whole series of waste materials is not unreasonable. It is indeed that the whole series of waste materials want to be promoted, and the resources required are several times, or even dozens of times, that of Shan Linggen.

It's not an exaggeration that    is a proper rice bucket!

  Lu Zijia’s budget is 60 to 70 million spirit stones, and the other 30 million spirit stones are spares. Who knows... Sure enough, she still underestimated the extent of her entire series of waste materials!

  Fortunately, they have all been promoted smoothly, otherwise they would not feel sorry for her.

  "I think we need to take more orders after we go out."

  Lu Zijia touched her ears, and said with some tears.

  Her Lingshi Kali, only 50 million that Helian Qiguang lost to her is left. As for the contribution points, only two or three million are left.

  She has a big rice bucket herself, and she has to raise one, two, three, four, and five small rice buckets. It is not too sad, there is nothing!

  Hungry for nine years, Wanhuan Lingsi, saw that his owner had only a few lonely stones in his hands, and suddenly felt wronged and wanted to cry.

  It must be Jinta’s **** who has greeted the master’s spirit stone again!

  Thinking that he was the truth, the magic diamond silk flew angrily to the top of the golden pagoda, and then suddenly a thousand catties fell.

   "Wow! You stinky silk, don't go too far! I really think that the uncle can't beat you, right? Believe it or not, this uncle cut you off!"

  Has already pulled out half of the urn, and was suddenly hammered back into the spiritual field. He was suddenly so angry that he was so angry that he screamed harsh words.

   "Huh! Cut it, cut it, if you have the ability, get up and cut it!"

  Wan Huan Lingshi said angrily, and stepped on it with his feet, as if it was about to plant the golden pagoda in the spiritual field.

  Looking at the magical diamond silk that suddenly hit the Jinta, Lu Zijia tilted his head unclearly.

  Ran, without waiting for her to ask, she suddenly felt that the small formation they had arranged in the back hill of the Wuyuan was touched.

Mu Tianyan looked solemnly, "Someone is approaching us."

  As Mu Tianyan's voice fell, Lu Zijia thought about it, and the two instantly appeared under the cliff where they crossed the robbery.

  At the moment when the space was out, the two quickly dismantled the two lightning formations very tacitly, and the other traces were also dealt with by the way.

  After less than ten breathing times, the two of them finished cleaning up, and then fled in the opposite direction.

When Du He and Kou Sun, who found movement under the cliff, rushed to the edge of the cliff, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan were no longer there.

   "People should have left."

  Du He scanned the bottom of the cliff, frowning said.

  (End of this chapter)