"Three hundred thousand!"

Mu Qingling did not directly answer Xiaokong, but told Xiaokong with his actions.

“Thirty-five thousand.”

Xuanyuan Hong was obviously aroused by Mu Qingling, as if he was bound to buy the Snow Girl long sword.

"Four hundred thousand!"

Mu Qingling continued to speak calmly, as if the words were just simple numbers, not gold coins!

"Five hundred thousand!"

Xuanyuan Hong felt nervous, but he couldn't stand his face. He was the dignified Prince An, and many people at the scene knew him.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand."

Mu Qingling continued to increase the price, but never looked up at Xuanyuan Hong.

"Ahem..."

The man in purple opposite Mu Qingling began to cough violently again.

It immediately attracted Mu Qingling's attention, and Mu Qingling frowned and looked over.

Forget it for a moment, I snatched the Snow Girl's Long Sword with Bai Shishi.

I saw the man in purple pounce on the coffee table and vomited a lot of blood.

Mu Qingling didn't think much about it, and she just rushed to the opposite room.

"What's wrong with you, young master?"

He stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the wrist of the man in purple and began to take his pulse.

The man in purple had a waterfall in his ink hair, with blood marks hanging on the corner of his mouth, and a light purple smear on his forehead.

He looks very handsome, but his eyes are like a vast sea of ​​stars, mysterious and profound, and it is invisible.

He did not refuse Mu Qingling, but just looked up at Mu Qingling. His gaze was not contempt or doubtful, very pure and clean...

"You're injured..."

Mu Qingling stared at the man's face with wide eyes, which just met his beautiful eyes.

Looking at each other, no one was moving for a moment. When Mu Qingling was opposite, she felt that the man was very familiar. Now she was close to her, and the familiarity was deeper.

It seems that such a lilac robe is the best to wear when worn on him.

But no matter how she searched for the memory, she could not find any memory of the man.

"Master, Master, although they look good, it's not good for you to stare at them like this?"

Xiaokong's voice came, which made Mu Qingling come to her senses.

He looked at the man not because the man looked good, but because the man gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Your injury is strange, very serious, but it's...

Mu Qingling frowned and said, suddenly remembering that she was snatching the Snow Girl's Sword with Bai Shishi. Xuanyuan Hong was snatching the Snow Girl's Sword.

When she came to the window again, the Snow Girl's Long Sword was already owned by Xuanyuan Hong, and it was sold for 600,000 gold coins.

"This injury has been a long time."

The man looked at Mu Qingling's back and said lightly, his slender fingers holding a white handkerchief and wiping the blood marks on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing the man's voice, Mu Qingling turned around, "Young Master's injury is very strange. It doesn't look like ordinary weapons and elemental powers, but like thunder and lightning techniques..."

Mu Qingling turned around and looked at the man in purple.

If it weren't for the relationship between her family, she wouldn't have known the power of elementals, nor would she know the technique of lightning.

"You know the thunder and lightning technique, and it's just because you can determine it once."

The man seemed to be a little surprised by Mu Qingling's diagnosis, but it was not ruled out that the correctness of Mu Qingling's diagnosis was not ruled out.

"The thunder and lightning technique is not enough to make the young master's back rot, and it will not hurt his internal organs. The young master's poison has been around for some time."

Mu Qingling said and returned to the man.

"Oh, since the poison can be eliminated, I think you should know how to solve the poison and what conditions are there?"

The man wanted Mu Qingling to treat her injuries and detoxify her, but her tone was not as anxious as she should have.

"It's very simple. Master, please help me buy what I want to buy, but Master, don't worry, I'll pay!"

Mu Qingling smiled gently. At this moment, she had only space to cherish herbal medicines, no silver needles, and no alchemy furnace.

"Whatever you want to buy, as long as it is available in Linglong Pavilion, I can buy it for you."

The man in purple turned his eyes lightly, looked at Mu Qingling, and seemed to look at the lively and passionate scene behind Mu Qingling.

"Young Master knows the people from Linglong Pavilion?"

Mu Qingling was very shocked by the man's words. Although she knew that the people who could go up to the fourth floor had extraordinary identities, it was definitely not easy for those who could say this.

"It's just an old friend of Linglong Pavilion, tell me what you want, maybe I can help you."

The man smiled slightly, slowly stood up, leaning half on the coffee table.

"Obsidian! Alchemy furnace!"

Mu Qingling is not polite. Although it was the first time she saw this person, she thought this person was trustworthy.

What's more, this is Linglong Pavilion, she still has Xiaokong, but she can directly know whether the other party's things are true or not.

"Obsidian is easy, it's just an alchemy furnace... well, let Ling Mohan take you to choose it yourself."

The man seemed a little embarrassed, but finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The shooting star comes in!"

Suddenly the man shouted, the door was opened, and a man in a masked black blue robe appeared.

“On Lord.”

"Meteor, take this young master to find Ling Mohan and ask Ling Mohan to give her the best obsidian, and let her go to the warehouse to choose the alchemy furnace. Those sent from the underground palace a few days ago are good."

The man ordered the meteor.

The meteor suddenly looked at Mu Qingling, his eyes full of doubt and shock.

"yes!"

Then he looked at Mu Qingling, "Please please, young master."

Mu Qingling was a little hesitant, but she still left the private room with meteor.

"Ahem..."

The man in purple coughed a few more times, and a faint airflow suddenly appeared in the window of the elegant room, and the man's face gradually changed.

It is the Heavenly Lord’s clouds falling down!

Yun Qingluo's face looked very ugly, his lips were very pale, and he looked very tired.

"You girl, you are very good at disguising. If I hadn't seen through your disguise, I would have been deceived by you. It seems that your medical skills are not bad... The rumored useless fool is so extraordinary!"

"Master, that young master..."

At this moment, the envoy of the bright moon suddenly appeared. He was actually in the dark all the time. Yun Qingluo refused to let him come out just now.

"She is very good. I'll tell the meteor that he can choose an alchemy furnace."

The bloody handkerchief in Yun Qingluo's hand fell, but before it landed, it turned into countless pieces in the air, and then completely dissipated in the air.

He did not tell Mingyue, Mu, Qingling's true identity.

"Yes! I'll do it now."

Although the envoy of the Mingyue was confused, since it was the explanation of the Heavenly Lord, it was necessary to do it well.
Chapter completed!