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Chapter 342 Grass growing?(2/2)

On the one hand, Shushan stepped up production, and on the other hand, it purchased elixirs on a large scale.

To prevent being attacked by gangsters, disciples are often sent to escort them.

At the same time, at least one of the escorting disciples must be an alchemist.

Make sure you won’t be deceived when buying elixirs.

And this time, the person who takes on the responsibility of alchemist in the team is Li Ping'an.

The accompanying guards include Yun Shu, Situ Lei and others.

Situ Lei was reluctant to leave Shushan at all costs, especially at this special moment.

The vegetation and trees along the way were all guarded, for fear of something unexpected happening.

Several people talked about the war on the front line.

Less than half a year has passed since the first batch of disciples rushed to the front line.

The war will not end in a year or a half.

Especially in this kind of national war, practitioners from all walks of life participate in the war.

It almost takes decades, even hundreds of years.

"Senior Brother Ergou, last time I sent a message saying that Dayu is not that easy to deal with, and the scale of the war will probably expand," Yun Shu said.

Situ Lei's face darkened. Could he be the next person sent to the battlefield?

If he dies, then Miaomiao and her child...

Situ Lei did not dare to continue thinking.

Four days later, everyone rushed to Qianlufang City.

In order to avoid attracting attention, everyone dispersed at Li Pingan's suggestion.

Buy the elixir separately and spread out the targets.

Then come together again.

"Boss, how do you sell this elixir?" Yun Shu asked.

The stall owner said sadly: "Two hundred spiritual stones, to be honest, this elixir is an ancestral inheritance of my family.

If it weren't for my old father being seriously ill and in urgent need of two hundred spiritual stones to save his life.

I will never sell this elixir!"

"Is...is that so?" Yun Shu looked confused.

The price of two hundred spiritual stones was indeed too high, but looking at the expression on the stall owner's face, she couldn't bear it.

"Oh well."

As soon as she finished speaking, a voice interrupted her.
Chapter completed!
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