One thousand eight hundred eighty, dismissive
Following the middle-aged man in black is a young woman with a beautiful appearance and a charming figure.
Seeing her come out, many of the men present showed obsession, excitement and excitement.
"It's Fairy Nangong, Fairy Nangong looks here."
"Fairy Nangong, we have seen it once before. Do you still remember me?"
"I'm so happy to see my goddess. Fairy Nangong, I like you!"
Nangong Yaoyao curled her lips proudly, walked to Zhan Yihan, and smiled charmingly at him, "Senior brother, can I get over?" She didn't believe that Zhan Yihan turned a blind eye to her charm.
As for Su Jinyue beside Zhan Yihan, she chose to ignore it directly. Anyway, in her heart, few women's charm is comparable to her, and Su Jinyue is the same. Most men are fond of the old and old, and she believes that Zhan Yihan must be such a person.
"No!" Zhan Yihan said indifferently. In his eyes, all other women except Jin Yue were the same.
Nangong Yaoyao raised her eyebrows, and her sexy lips curled up a softer smile, "Senior Brother, are you kidding me?" Zhan Yihan must have wanted to attract her attention so that she said so, but he did succeed in arousing her interest.
Zhan Yihan was too lazy to pay attention to Nangong Yaoyao, and his eyes passed directly to Nangong Yaoyao and looked at the people behind her, "Don't anyone want to go over?"
"I want to go over, this is my toll." A female cultivator in a pink skirt walked forward. She glanced at Nanfang Yaoyao with mockingness and handed the storage bag in her hand to Zhan Yihan. She had long disliked Nangong Yaoyao. She really didn't understand why those male cultivators like Nangong Yaoyao so much and even regarded her as a goddess.
Zhan Yihan glanced at the storage bag handed over by the female cultivator in the pink skirt, "Add twice more."
"Add twice? What's the difference between you and snatching?" The female cultivator in pink dress looked at Zhan Yihan with dissatisfaction.
"I didn't force you." Zhan Yihan said indifferently.
"As long as you pass the cliff, you can get divine-level materials. You can measure whether you gain or lose." Su Jinyue said. She couldn't bear to give, how could she get what she wanted?
The female cultivator in the pink skirt hesitated for a moment and took out a storage bag and handed it to Zhan Yihan again, "This is all I can take out." Although she is a core disciple of the sect, the cultivation resources distributed by the sect are limited every month. She has stored the fairy stones, elixirs, materials, and talismans in this storage bag for a long time. However, if she can really get the god-level materials this time, it is still worth it.
Zhan Yihan took the storage bag and nodded slightly.
“This is my storage bag.”
"And mine." The monks rushed to take out their storage bags and handed them to Zhan Yihan, fearing that it would not be their turn if it was too late.
Nangong Yaoyao's face became increasingly ugly. She didn't expect Zhan Yihan to give her face so much. She is the top five beauties in the Lingtian world. Many male cultivators were hoping that she could say something to them or smile at them, but Zhan Yihan looked down on her and was really angry.
When twenty people were full, Zhan Yihan looked at everyone, "Everyone wait a moment, I'll send them there first." He has only taken in ten monks' belongings, and the other ten people are Lu Xuanye and his group.
Of course, he had to send it to Lu Xuanye and his group first. No matter whether it was because Brother Lu and Sister Shu gave him and Jinyue this time, or because of the relationship with Brother Lu and others, he would not treat Lu Xuanye and the others unfairly.
Chapter completed!