The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

Taking advantage of Bei Yemo's shock, Sheng Chuxin pulled out the Luozi holy leaf from his hand.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" She asked the stall owner.

"Ten thousand gold coins." The boss held out a finger.

"One... ten thousand gold coins?"

Sheng Chuxin stared at her eyes in surprise, and couldn't believe her ears.

On the other side, Bei Yemo couldn't help screaming.

"Ten thousand gold coins, have you made a mistake, this is the medicinal material of the Spirit Race, and you can buy it in Xuanji Continent with only ten thousand gold coins?!"

Then the medicinal materials of the ghost clan and the demon clan can be picked up anywhere here?

"The prince offers one million gold coins, you sell it to the prince."

As he said that, he was going to grab the Luozi Shengye in the hands of Sheng Chuxin.

It's just that Sheng Chuxin couldn't make him wish, so he avoided his hand and stared at him coldly.

"Young master, do you want to snatch it by force?"

No matter how many gold coins, I still want spar or something, do you think she won't be able to get them out?

She is going to order this fallen holy leaf.

"you……"

Bei Yemo looked at her, and angrily squeezed the hand that was going to snatch Luozi Shengye away.

"My prince offers one million gold coins, he will definitely sell it to this prince!"

Who would think that they make too much money? Such a good thing as the holy leaves of fallen seeds, of course, goes to the one with the highest price.

"oh?"

Sheng Chuxin raised his eyebrows calmly, and looked at the boss, who was frowning at Bei Yemo.

The corner of her lips curled into a deep meaning.

Sure enough, after contemplating for a while, the boss spoke to Bei Yemo.

"Young master, old man, no matter who you are, you have to pay attention to first-come, first-served in front of the old man's booth. This girl came first, not to mention one million gold coins, but ten million, one hundred million gold coins, old man It can't be sold to you either."

The indifferent voice was enough to blow Bei Yemo's sanity away.

But who is he? The second prince of Ye An Sheng Lu could even deal with Bei Yehan, so how could he expose his true nature so easily?

"My prince will exchange this spar with you for this sacred leaf."

As he spoke, he took out a crystal clear spar from his pocket and handed it to the boss.

There is a saying that Buddhas fight for a stick of incense, and people fight for their breath. He is an imposing prince, and he must not be stepped on by a little girl.

"Ah, what a spar, it's really good."

Before the boss could speak, Sheng Chuxin bluffed.

She rolled her eyes inwardly, she was also speechless about Bei Yemo.

"Here, she said it was a good thing, boss..."

Seeing Sheng Chuxin's expression like this, Bei Yemo showed a look of complacency on his face, and handed the spar to the boss.

Unfortunately, the boss just rolled his eyes when he saw the spar.

"My lord, if you take out a piece of ghost spar, it's not as good as ten thousand gold coins to the old man."

This spar is good, and its color is high-quality. If people of the ghost clan absorb the ghost energy in the spar, it will definitely help their cultivation.

But who is he? Xuanji Continent is just an ordinary person.

If you really took this spar, not to mention selling it, your wealth and life are all bet on it, who knows how many pairs of eyes are watching secretly.

It's not guaranteed that before he got home, someone would have wiped his neck.

"You—" Bei Yemo almost vomited blood from his anger.

There are people like this, don't take hard and soft.