Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly and said, "Ms. Xiaoxian is thinking about my goods. I have been thinking all day, why doesn't that silly boy come to the Chamber of Commerce to kill me."

Xiaoxian twisted her lower waist and painted her bright red nails. She stroked Yang Qingxuan's chest and took a sip, feigning angrily, "You have no conscience. Your preferential price is really kind of a donkey liver and lungs."

Ziyuan was aside, a little unable to stand it, her face was ugly, and she hummed heavily.

Then Xiaoxian looked at her, and saw that this little brother contained handsome and unpredictable breath, her eyes could not help but flashed, but then she flashed a puzzled look, and said with a smile: "This adult is..."

Yang Qingxuan said, "My friend, just call her Brother Yuan."

"Brother Yuan..."

Xiaoxian read a few times, and smiled softly: "What a strange name, but since it is a friend of Master Luo Fei, it is also my friend of Xiaoxian."

As she said, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she cast a wink at Zi Yuan.

Zi Yuan's face turned green at once, and an angry expression loomed between her eyebrows. She cursed "shameless, stinky woman" in her heart, and stared at her coldly and snorted.

Xiaoxian froze for a moment, and immediately felt a little embarrassed, but after all, she is a veteran in the market, she immediately smiled gently, and stopped looking at her. Instead, she greeted Yang Qingxuan and Song Lu with her eyes, and asked, "Three adults, this By the way, Xiaoxian accompanied the three adults to take a look. If there is not enough spiritual stone, she greets Xiaoxian. I dare not say that if there are more, tens of millions can still be paid."

"No, we can see for ourselves." Zi Yuan suddenly said coldly, her face was cold, obviously showing dislike, even hostility.

Xiaoxian was stunned, looked up and down Ziyuan, and suddenly "hehe" smiled, with a clear expression, and said coquettishly: "Since this pretty boy doesn't like Xiaoxian, then Xiaoxian goes to work on her own. Don’t go so fast, good things will be auctioned soon."

As he said, he nodded at Yang Qingxuan and Song Lu and smiled, flew past a winking eye, with a weird expression in his eyes, and stepped back.

Yang Qingxuan was full of black lines, while Song Lu was a bit inexplicable.

Ziyuan's heart suddenly burst, her icy gaze turned towards Xiaoxian's back, her phrase "Pretty Young Master" seemed to point, and she said inwardly: "Is her dress visible by her? How could it...for so long," Even the strong in the environment have never noticed it."

What Ziyuan didn't know was that it was often such a businessman with the sharpest eyes, coupled with a woman's natural intuition and sensitivity, in Xiaoxian's mind, she had already judged whether she was a woman, or a psychopathic man.

Zi Yuan retracted her gaze, snorted coldly, and said, "Let's go, let's walk around on our own. I think that woman is naturally glamorous, and then a few more glamorous eyes will be thrown down, afraid that there will be no bones left to eat. Nine△small↓say△net]"

Yang Qingxuan and Song Lu both looked embarrassed. Song Lu coughed twice and said, "Then let’s go around by ourselves. In the past seven days in Fangshi, in addition to the warriors of Xutian City, the major chambers of commerce will also sell some items at reduced prices. In response to market shocks. This small trading hall will also be open for seven days. Every day, a chamber of commerce will put out seven items for auction, which will activate the atmosphere."

The three of them wandered around in this trading hall alone. The space in the hall was enough to accommodate thousands of people, but only two to three hundred, which seemed a bit empty. However, only those who are strong in the mid-Yuanwu period will receive invitations, so the value of the items is also extremely high.

Yang Qingxuan took a close look at the items placed by the Chamber of Commerce. They were diverse and all-encompassing. The warriors placed on the ground were all materials collected from the ancient battlefield of Xutian. They were mainly wild beasts and monsters, and they were extremely repetitive. Not many people buy it.

Although this kind of free exchange opportunity can promote everyone's trade to a certain extent, the items that these experienced children can trade are really limited, and there is a lack of spirit stones. Generally speaking, there are still very few trading opportunities.

And after each market, a large amount of materials will still be sold cheaply to the chamber of commerce, which is also the peak period for the chamber of commerce to purchase goods.

Therefore, when Qitianfang City is open, all major chambers of commerce will hold such small trade fairs to gather their key customers to a certain extent, so as not to sell items to other families after the market.

Yang Qingxuan walked in front of a stall owner and was stunned. There were some pitch-black rhizome-like plants on the stall, which were densely covered with thorns, like a lot of thorns, but the black ones were a little shiny.

He calmly felt the thorns before asking, "How is this thing sold?"

Ziyuan and Song Lu also looked over, wondering how he would be interested in this thing. Apart from the dark color, there is nothing peculiar about the thorns.

The stall owner was a brawny man, looking like a man, leaning on a chair, very tired, and seemed to have no hope of selling the goods.

He stunned slightly, seemingly surprised. He looked at Yang Qingxuan a few times. Seeing that the latter was young, he immediately cleared his eyes and said, "Five hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones, you take all these."

Yang Qingxuan smiled, looked at him jokingly, and said, "This little blackwood and thorns will sell for half a million? Although this thing is not common, it is not valuable.

The stall owner's face blushed, thinking that the other party didn’t recognize it and wanted to ask for a price, he was a little embarrassed, and said, “This... is indeed very rare. I was in a hidden canyon in the fifth district. I found a little bit in my life."

Yang Qingxuan saw him be full of berserk, and then he sank and said coldly: "It's so precious, then you can keep it for fun." He said and left.

The stall owner was anxious and got up hurriedly and said, "Wait, my friend! How much do you think is appropriate?"

Yang Qingxuan stretched out two fingers, shook them, and said, "Up to twenty thousand."

The stall owner's face turned pale, and an anger appeared between his brows, "Twenty thousand? Then I might as well smash them to pieces!"

Yang Qingxuan smiled sarcastically, and said contemptuously: "Cut, it was originally an ordinary thing. Twenty thousand is already the price of the original martial arts pill. Don't be unsatisfied."

The stall owner's face was gloomy and uncertain, Yang Qingxuan looked indifferent, shrugged, and said, "Then you can just keep yourself and step on it for fun." He said he wanted to leave.

"Hey, can you have more?"

The stall owner sighed, his attitude softened, and said: "I am stuck before Dzogchen, and the impact cannot pass. I need a lot of spiritual stones to reserve."

Song Lu snorted coldly: "Hehe, if you are short of spirit stones, who doesn't? If you want to reach Dzogchen, we don't want it?"

The stall owner smiled bitterly, and there was no business for most of the day, and if these profound wood thorns were thrown to the Chamber of Commerce, I was afraid that 10,000 spiritual stones would not be exchanged, so he hurriedly introduced: "The few people will look at my things. , They are all good materials, and white spirit stone, ancient sand wood, and giant roe rat..."