The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Everyone was silent for a while, thinking about the pros and cons.

The cargo that can be carried by the three sky-class merchant ships is astronomical. If you insist on going to the site of animal repairs, if a mistake is made, it may be the end of the blood.

Since ancient times, there has never been a caravan successfully passing through those sky moats, and everyone hesitated.

"Withdrawing from the Great World of Fire, you can provide goods, but you need to trade with spirit stones."

"Dominate the big world and quit..."

"Huanglong Great World withdraws..."

In a short while, everyone thought about it and expressed their opinions one after another.

In the end, only ten big worlds remained willing to take risks.

"Does girl Qingqing have to take such a risk?" Some people were puzzled when they saw that Fu Qingqing had not quit.

No matter how you look at this business, it's not a good thing. Let's not say whether it is a loss or not. It will be really unreasonable to kill it at that time.

Fu Qingqing smiled, looked at Tsing Yihou, who had no mood swings, and chuckled lightly: "I should always find a way out for the Holy Spirit World."

"Confused, those moats are not places where monks can set foot, alas..." The persuader sighed and got up and left the office.

"You guys can wait in the void, and there will be goods buying and selling later." Tsing Yihou said to everyone who went out, arching his hands.

Looking at the remaining ten, Tsing Yi Hou smiled, reached out and knocked on the table, "Congratulations, everyone, you have made a correct choice. Let's talk about the goods we need."

The remaining ten companies all nodded gently, and clasped their fists at Chen Shaojie.

They had already heard a little wind from Chen Shaojie's mouth beforehand. There is a high probability that the owner of this caravan is Emperor Swallowing Sky.

This is why, as businessmen, they would rather take such a big risk.

"Pills and magical artifacts, as well as various refined materials, we need a lot of preparation. As for other things, the truth is not very important..."

"Yes, the aura of the beast cultivator is generally stronger than ours. They have no shortage of things like heaven, material and earth treasures. Our goal is rare raw materials, and those heaven, material and earth treasures..."

Everyone began to discuss, at this moment a magnificent scene appeared in the void not far from the earth.

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One hundred and seven stars hover in the void, and the five colors are evenly distributed, which makes people dazzling.

Xiao Chen patted the dirty things on his body, put on his clothes, and scratched the earth, which was quite far away.

"Ah... I'm going to die, I'm going to die, help, Brother Chen, someone killed a pig..."

A tragic howl sounded on the earth, and then he was still sleeping in the dark wind, and disappeared in an instant.

"Boss, Boss..." A group of younger brothers were dumbfounded. Why did the boss leave after only two days after he came back.

In an instant, Hei Feng was caught by Xiao Chen's side.

"Snapped……"

Xiao Chen slapped Heifeng's fleshy little ass, and said cheerfully, "Dead pig, I have found all the materials for you, and you will be left with the full authority to arrange the formation."

"Huh..." Hei Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Chen, and then muttered a little dissatisfied, "You are sick, I just finished my work, and I haven't rested yet!"

But when the black wind saw the stars, the boss with an open pig's mouth was drooling.

What is the greatest wish of a master of formation in life, I am afraid they will all have an answer, to build a great formation with no one before and no one to come.

Don't look at Heifeng like a cannon barrel all day long, but his wish is no exception.

"I only have 13,000 attribute spirit stones, and you pad the rest." Xiao Chen took out a small bag and threw it to Black Wind, jokingly.

"Why don't you die!" Heifeng jumped up, "You are different from a little spiritual stone, and nothing."

Hearing that he was going to pay for it out of his own pocket, Heifeng quit in an instant.

"Hehe..." Xiao Chen laughed, and happily flung his tail with Heifeng. "It's only 800,000. For your Master Heifeng, it's not a problem at all."

The black wind screamed in pain, "800,000, 800,000, not 80, not 800, what do you think of me? Are you rich and handsome?"

"Oh? Isn't it?" Xiao Chen stopped and looked at Hei Feng seriously.

"Hey...hehe." Heifeng pig's mouth gradually split open, and his smiling eyes narrowed. "Naughty, hidden so deeply, you have discovered it, hehe..."

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, "You must have sneaked back to the vast world in these years. You have got all your wealth."

Hei Feng nodded. During the years when Xiao Chen had left, he did find the prison dragon, and after numerous severe beatings, the prison dragon finally led him back to the vast world.

"What do you know, it's all my hard-earned money." When he thought of the days when he was beaten up, the black wind almost didn't cry, it was really blood and sweat in exchange.

"Gao Fushuai, don't you help me with this little help? Is the relationship for so many years gone?" Xiao Chen looked sad.

Hei Feng looked at the huge stars, gritted his teeth, "One hundred thousand, I will take out Laodice."

"This dead pig." Xiao Chen cursed in his heart, suddenly having a mental illness, and singing affectionately to the black wind.

"My dear brother feels bitter in his heart. Tell me, walk along the road ahead, even if it's the river..."

"Ah! Uncle, please don't sing..." The wailing and howling song almost didn't make Heifeng spit out on the spot.

Xiao Chen didn't bother to take care of it. After singing one song, he continued to the next one, "I have a little black pig. I never ride it. One day I will ride it to the market on a whim..."

Xiao Chen howled dryly, and sat down on Hei Feng, "Go to the market..."

"Two hundred thousand." Heifeng almost sat out of shit, howling terribly.

"Go go to the market..."

"Two hundred ten thousand."

"Go to the pig farm..."

"Two hundred twenty thousand."

When Xiao Chen sang boiled meat, the price in Heifengkou had already risen to 370,000.

"No, really no, that's all." Heifeng stuck his tongue out, with a look of despair on his face, "Even if I were to be used as hot pot meat, that's all."

"You really fuckin' a handsome man." Even Xiao Chen was a little surprised when he heard this huge number.

I know that this product has the habit of saving money, but I can't think of it, there are so many.

Nearly 400,000, what concept?

I'm afraid that some big worlds can be scraped all over, and they won't be able to get so many attribute spirit stones.

"Hehe." Xiao Chen stood up happily, "You can clothe it first, and I will think of a solution for the rest."

"What do you mean by clothing me first?" The black wind jumped up, waved his pig's hoof, and hit Xiao Chen's knee hard.

Hei Feng pointed at the stars angrily, "You count on me a godless waste to drag those things?"