Fighting the Supreme Realm

Chapter 289: Qing Muer Robbery (4)

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Outside the auction hall, the young man who obtained the six prescriptions and the fruits of life led a few turns and disappeared into the giant city, faintly seeing the bright smile drifting away.

The joy of the sixth-grade prescription and the fruit of life against the sky distracted a few people, and they were still immersed in the excitement of the successful auction. They did not notice the following black shadows.

Heiying is Qing Muer and his party.

"Friends in front please stay away." Several ups and downs, a solitary place in a rare place, the Elder Red in a deep voice.

The first few people heard the words, and their hearts sank. They turned and watched Qingmuer vigilantly.

"Well, I didn't expect to meet Miss Qing here. I am deeply honored." The other party actually knew Qing Muer! Several elders froze, wondering what to do for a moment.

It's your luck to meet acquaintances ..........

Qing Mu'er was also surprised. She really couldn't remember who this person was, but she felt familiar.

Seeing Qing Muer and others, the other party seemed relieved, "How busy is Miss Qing, it is normal to not remember the next." The young man smiled elegantly, and a gentlemanlike smile was raised at the corner of his mouth.

"Xia Nai is a warlord with a young master and a little white wind. My tribe and the Demon Emperor have always been good friends. I have only been fortunate to see Miss Qing's flower appearance on several visits, and I always regret it." The young man was polite.

Actually, they are the young masters of the War Demon family. Several elders are as big as a fight. They are praying that Qing Muer can change his mind. Don't be impulsive.

Qing Muer finally remembered that there was such a person, but these politeness had no effect on Qing Muer. At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind, which was to help Xiao Yan get the six prescriptions and fruits of life. The admiring look towards himself, on the contrary, felt very upset.

"Everyone knows best, and discuss things with you." Qing Mu'er is not completely unreasonable, at least he also knows how to treat soldiers first.

Seeing that the first beauty of the Mozu Qing Muer had to discuss something with herself, Feng Shaobai was somewhat flattered and quickly said: "I don't know what Miss Qing has ordered, and I will do my best in the future."

"Uh-huh, it's not too much, can you give me the Liupin prescription and the fruits of life that you just took?" Qing Muer saw the other person's expression was kind and thought that things should be easy to handle and his face was better A lot.

I heard that Qing Mu'er had to discuss this with himself. Feng Shaobai's expression suddenly became embarrassed. With a bitter smile, the young man fisted: "It's not concealed. This prescription and the fruit of life are important to the next. It is really impossible to give up. Excuse me, Miss Qing. "

"These six prescriptions and the fruits of life are very useful to Miss Ben, and I ask you to prescribe a condition." Qing Muer remembered her shyness in her pouch, her face flushed, but she persisted.

Feng Shaobai heard the words, his face changed, and Qing Mu'er's words clearly had a tone difficult for a strong person.

The elder in red came forward stubbornly. He knew that Qing Mu'er was bound to get the sixth-grade prescription and the fruits of life, so he hoped to advise Feng Shaobai to give up, so as not to disturb the anger and hurt him. As for the conditions, as long as the other party can agree, it doesn't matter if you lose yourself.

"This prescription and the fruit of life really have an extraordinary meaning to our lady. If you are willing to sever love, I will be grateful, and the Blood Demon tribe will remember your affection."

Feng Shaobai's face was struggling fiercely, fluctuating, thinking for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"There is really no way. My clan also values ??this prescription and the fruit of life very much. It has a special use. But for the demon emperor, you can give up a fruit of life, and for others, you can only say sorry. "

There seemed to be no room for discussion. Qing Muer got angry, only to grab it. Even if it is the young master of the war demon family, Qing Mu'er does not pay attention to it. For Xiao Yan, he cares so much that a fruit of life is of little significance.

Qing Muer's eyebrows stood upright, stepped forward, and the mid-five-star vindictiveness rose into the sky without any concealment.

"Must you fight hard? Our two races have always been good friends." Feng Shao's face changed greatly, and the strength of the five-star Emperor in the middle period was also outrageous, majestic, heartbreaking, and faint. Children are still stronger.

A few elders were worried that Qing Muer had made a mistake, and strode forward, fighting out. The opponent did not want to be outdone. Suddenly the two sides froze, their swords stretched out, the atmosphere was extraordinarily dignified, and the scene was full of gunpowder. It seemed that fire fighting could be triggered at any time.

"Offended. Afterwards, Qing Mu'er will compensate you." Qing Mu'er was unforgiving, and the soft whip drew thousands of phantoms. The tip of the whip flashed blue faint light, entangled in the wind. The elders dispersed, ready to take off, and their nerves were stretched like arrows that were about to leave the string. As long as the other party did something, they could attack at any time.

Feng Shaobai reached out and pressed his hand to signal that his people should not act lightly, but looked dull but helpless and greeted him alone. I saw his hands pull in the void, and a black chain warhammer appeared on his hand, spreading out a grid, and the jumping arc quickly rushed towards Qing Muer along the iron chain.

Fortunately, everyone still has a bit of saneness. Without being completely stunned, the group fights have become heads-ups, but everyone in the field is an important person in the clan, and there can be no mistakes. The elders who watched the game felt that time had gone too long. Watching the game was more tiring than playing in person and was always nervous.

Qing Mu'er shuddered, his spirits poured directly into the soft whip, forced the power grid back, and he was shaped like a snake, slipping past the chained warhammer, and the soft whip on his hand picked up a blue flower, covering the back of the wind. .

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