Looking at a jade hand twisted hard on his arm, Li Yuanba looked stunned. On that surprised face, his big eyes kept flashing with an innocent luster.

"I wanted to beat my brother-in-law before I got him home. I read that right, he is still a saint!"

Looking at Li Yuanba who was determined and firm in helping him, Qin Yichen felt inexplicably moved and almost wanted to cry.

Finally, under Mu Yanzhen's beautiful eyes, Li Yuanba sat back with a look of disappointment, and didn't even dare to make a fuck, for fear that the delicate jade hand next to him would come to him again. He was not afraid of this pain, but for fear that his skin would be thick and thick, causing Mu Yanzhen's little hand to hurt.

"Junior Brother Qin, it's really not to hide it. I didn't bring much spiritual liquid on my body this time. Even if I want to help you, I'm still powerless!"

Mu Yanfeng took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, sighed and said.

At this time, Li Yuanba clicked his eyes and was about to say something, but suddenly he felt that the pain in his arm had not yet dissipated. A weak and boneless jade hand came up again.

Li Yuanba was shocked and quickly shut his mouth.

Seeing this, Qin Yichen frowned and quickly thought of one way in his mind, whether to sell the compound pill formula, or to rob the spiritual liquid from other holy places?

And while he was thinking, Li Yuanba's murmur suddenly sounded again: "I clearly saw the Holy Lord gave him a lot of spiritual liquid, at least hundreds of bottles."

"Click!"

As soon as this murmur sound of muttering to himself came out, a sound of broken wood sounded. Li Yuanba looked innocently and saw Mu Yanfeng trembling slightly. Under his palm, there was a pile of wood chips, which were transformed by the armrests on one side of his chair!

"Senior Brother Mu, this is your wrong move!"

When Li Yuanba felt that the end of the world was approaching, Qin Yichen also showed the courage his brother should have. He suddenly stood up and sighed earnestly: "Oh, I originally thought that Senior Brother Mu was an open-minded and generous brother..."

"Junior Brother Qin, don't be irritated. To be honest, those spiritual liquids were prepared by the holy land to compete for that thing. My spiritual liquids have been handed over to you, and you can't move them!"

Mu Yanfeng suppressed the qi and blood that were a little turbulent because of Li Yuanba, and said with a hint of tremolo.

"Senior Brother Mu, how much spiritual liquid has the Holy Land given you?"

Qin Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked with a kind smile on his lips.

When seeing Qin Yichen's smile, Li Yuanba couldn't help but glance at Mu Yanfeng with sympathy. He was about to change his image in front of his future brother-in-law kindly, reminding him that every time Qin Yichen smiled like this, someone would have to take a trap.

However, before Li Yuanba could speak, Mu Yanfeng glared fiercely, and immediately let him swallow what he was about to say.

"One hundred bottles."

Although I don’t know what Qin Yichen means, Mu Yanfeng still sent a message, after all, the latter is also a quasi-saint son, so there is no need to hide such a thing from him.

This is equivalent to a hundred top-grade spiritual species, which is enough to show that the holy land is rich and powerful.

"Senior Brother Mu, what do you think the quasi-saint Xuan Mingge of the Xuanwu Holy Land is for this time?"

The smile on the corner of Qin Yichen's mouth was still there, and he also sent a message knowingly.

Mu Yanfeng frowned and ran to the territory of Zhongsheng City from thousands of miles away. What else can he do except Ling Tian’s order?

"Haha, I believe my senior brother also knows that Xuan Mingge must be prepared. Judging from his posture, he will definitely have to take Ling Tianzhi's order into his pocket before he will give up."

"It's not that I'm losing my reputation in the Holy Land. To be honest, in terms of the degree of generosity, our Holy Land cannot be compared with them for the time being. In my opinion, the spiritual liquid in their hands is definitely more than this number."

Qin Yichen's words immediately made Mu Yanfeng fall into a brief pondering.

In fact, he didn’t know these principles?

Not to mention the people of Xuanwu Holy Land who came prepared, even the Holy Land of Light and the Holy Land of Zhaotian, Taihao Holy Land must not be able to compare.

"Senior brother, why should you be so stubborn? I think you have also seen the Holy Lord’s attention to Qianxue. According to my opinion, instead of sitting and watching the show, it is better to take out some spiritual liquid to take pictures of the Seven Holy Fire Ganoderma lucidum!"

"I will definitely remember my senior brother's favor. When I go back, I will also be responsible for this matter!"

Under Qin Yichen's insidious analysis, Mu Yanfeng's expression finally showed signs of loosening.

"Three thousand one hundred spiritual liquids!"

While the two were talking, the bidding in the auction house was gradually scattered, and the price had doubled!

"Three thousand one hundred drops of spiritual liquid, are there any additional prices?"

Irene looked around with a charming smile, which made countless men impulsive.

If it weren't for the price that really made countless people retreat, I'm afraid someone would have to bid for something that was useless in order to show her.

"Three thousand one hundred spiritual liquids, once..."

After waiting for a while, no one spoke. Yilin's voice sounded like a feeling that made people want to love her hard.

"Three thousand one hundred spiritual liquids, twice..."

Yilin's eyes glanced at the audience. The price of the auction of the Seven Holy Fire Ganoderma lucidum is not low. Moreover, many powerful forces may not need this thing. More people's purpose is to Ling Tianzhiling.

"Three thousand two hundred spiritual liquids!"

Just as Yilin picked up the small hammer on the auction table and was about to hit the final price of 3,100 spiritual liquids, a slightly heavy voice suddenly sounded from the side hall of Taihao Holy Land.

It's Mo Yanfeng.

He was still moved by Qin Yichen.

Indeed, since there is basically no hope for the order of Ling Tian, ​​it is better to take pictures of some useful things.

He saw Feng Qianxue's incident.

That was someone who was moved by even the envoy of the Holy Martial City. I believe that even if the Holy Lord knew about it, he would not say anything.

Of course, the reason why he agreed was mainly to bring the relationship closer to Qin Yichen.

"Three thousand two hundred spiritual liquids, are there still..."

Before Yilin could finish her speech, a voice came from the side hall where the Holy Land of Light was located, "Four Thousand Spiritual Liquids!"

At one time, I actually added eight top-quality spiritual species!

Before this, there was no bid for the Holy Land of Light.

Obviously, this is deliberately arguing with Taihao Holy Land.

"It's too much!"

Mo Yanfeng's face looked very bad.

Even the clay man was angry, and he was immediately angry.

"Senior Brother Mo."

Qin Yichen stood up with a smile, "We will produce 4,001 drops of spiritual liquid!"
Chapter completed!