"Don't feel pressured. Just draw the cards as you want."

Seeing the three people's collective confusion, Chen Xiao wanted to laugh, but he still patted them on the shoulders, which helped Xingqiu and Chongyun recover.

I couldn't help but feel even more in awe of the mysterious boss in front of me.

But he didn't dare to delay any longer, so Chongyun immediately picked up the third card pack. The moment he tore it open, blue light came on again, but this time, a purple crystal appeared.

Although people in this world have never seen this stone, Chen Xiao knows about it.

"Crystal, well, it's useless, but it should be fine as an ornamental item."

After opening so many card packs, I finally got something that is not of much value.

Although this is the case, Chongyun, Xingqiu and others do not feel that they have lost out.

On the contrary, he made a profit, a huge one in fact. Xingqiu felt that just by auctioning the antique sword in his hand, he could earn more than one million Mora.

This is because Liyue Harbor has no shortage of collectors who love collecting, especially the once-prosperous Guhua School. Treasures of this level, as long as they are authenticated as authentic, will surely be favored by many collectors.

But Xingqiu was not going to put it up for auction. He planned to use it slowly himself and find the best blacksmith to find a way to restore the sword to its original sharpness.

Just as Xingqiu was examining the sword carefully, Chongyun's final card pack was also opened.

This time, what appeared inside was also very ordinary, an ordinary big sword, but the sword body was flowing with a blue color like the sea.

It looks like the material used to make it is extraordinary. Although it is relatively rare, it is still sold in Liyue Harbor.

"The Flying Sword, well, it looks like I don't need to introduce it, you all should have it."

This thing is worth at most ten thousand Mora. It can only be said that Chongyun’s next two shots didn’t produce many good things.

But for Chongyun, being able to find an evil spirit like Sui Yang as a prize is a great honor.

So that his pure yang body and magic skills can be better utilized.

He can be said to be quite satisfied.

I don't have any greedy thoughts. I am content with what I have.

Finally it was Xingqiu's turn to appear. He rubbed his hands hurriedly, as if he wanted to make his luck better.

"I don't know what I can get, but I'm kind of looking forward to it. By the way, boss, is my guarantee still there?"

"Chongyun opened it for you, but he's gone now. Your ten-link account is only charged to you, so you can't continue to buy it this week. You have to wait until next week."

Xingqiu was stunned, and Chongyun and Xiangling beside him were also slightly stunned.

But they soon reached an agreement that they would pool the money to invite Xingqiu to join the next Ten Company.

Just think of it as a gift-reciprocity. Even brothers have to settle accounts clearly.

Xingqiu did not refuse. Even if there was no guarantee, he was confident that he could draw what he wanted.

For example, the secret books of the Guhua sect, or the handwritten manuscripts recording the past events of the Guhua sect.

He is not greedy, just one is enough...

The card pack broke, and a blue light flashed. Xingqiu looked at the extra book in his hand, and his excited eyes gradually calmed down, and then turned to doubt.

"Tianlongbabu...what is this?"

"Well... Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils has it all... This is a novel, a novel from another world, the plot is pretty exciting, you like it too, so it's just about the same."

Chen Xiao's explanation was quite simple and easy to understand, and Xingqiu flipped through it and confirmed that the book in his hand was indeed a novel.

In his heart, it was a little inferior to the previous one, but not bad either. This kind of martial arts novel was his favorite. Seeing that he still had three packs of cards, he rubbed his hands again.

After taking a deep breath, he walked forward with a firm look in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

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On the outskirts of Liyue, a carriage driver who seemed to be carrying a lot of large boxes of goods was traveling on the street.

There was a light snowfall recently, and there was some unmelted snow on the ground in the suburbs.

The driver was driving absentmindedly, looking around from time to time, as if he was afraid of something.

Suddenly, a bomb was thrown out from the bushes in the distance without any warning.

The explosives emitting a pungent smell of gunpowder came to the front of the carriage.

The driver immediately realized something was wrong and yanked the reins, but he was too late to take the next step.

The explosives exploded, turning into a huge cloud of thick smoke and fog that rushed towards the coachman, and the horse was immediately frightened and began to struggle in panic.

The driver tried his best to control it but failed. Finally, he threw it off the horse, broke free from the reins and the carriage, and rushed towards the smoke.

As the driver watched the horses disappear in the fog, panic grew in his eyes.

His eyes were full of regret.

Why did I take this order just because of the high reward? Damn it, now both the goods and the carriage are gone.

He had no way to go back, otherwise the compensation alone would not be enough for him to pay back in several lifetimes.

"Damn it, you guys from the treasure-stealing group, you really deserve to die!"

He angrily took out his firewood-chopping axe from his waist and looked at the dozen or so figures that walked out in the smoke.

Each of them had a veil on their face and they didn't look like good people.

"My brother has been short of money recently. There is nothing I can do. In the underworld, everyone has to live on the edge of a knife. If you want to blame someone, just blame your bad luck for running into us."

"That's right. The Lantern Festival is coming up soon and it will be a big expense. We also need money to have a good New Year. Don't blame us."

Several burly men rolled up their sleeves, showing off their surging muscles beneath their sleeves, as if they could smash the coachman's head into a broken watermelon with just one punch.

The momentum was indeed intimidating, but Ye Lan, who was standing on a nearby hillside observing, just smiled coldly.

"Tsk tsk, as expected, mice are mice. The smell of meat can lure them out."

As she spoke, she took off the pink longbow she had pulled out of the shop last night from her back.

Flying Flowers of the Past Life, this is the name of this bow. Although she doesn't understand why it is called this, Ye Lan only cares about the power of this bow.

"That's great. Let me try out the bow on you..."

So he pulled the bowstring without any hesitation.

A pink bowstring appeared out of nowhere in the void, and the elemental power began to dissipate rapidly, being absorbed by the bow and arrow, turning into two pink crystal arrows.

No matter how many times she looked at it, it felt weird, but Ye Lan didn't care.

He drew his bow and arrow, and aimed at the figures of the treasure-hunting group in the distance as the smoke dissipated. With a whoosh, he released the tail of the arrow in his hand.

The two crystal arrows turned into pink streams of light, and the two leading treasure-hunting group members had not yet reacted.

Almost at the same time, the sound of flesh being pierced was heard.

The next second, the pink crystal instantly wrapped the two people, turning into two crystal sculptures, and then suddenly shattered.

It turned into pink crystals scattered all over the ground.

And these crystals dissolved into the air in the blink of an eye, as if they had never appeared.

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