"Um."

Zhan Wuque thought about it and nodded.

Since you are in someone else's territory, let's do things according to other people's rules for the time being.

Zhan Wuque took out a bottle of elixir and put it on the table, and said, "You can see how much this elixir is worth a Yuan stone."

The middle-aged man took it carefully. Before he opened it, he looked solemn, because he felt the bottle full of energy and a slight fragrance of elixir.

Of course, this is an illusion.

Because the medicinal power of the elixir was locked firmly by the elixir bottle and did not overflow at all, otherwise the medicinal power of the elixir would have been lost long ago.

The reason for this illusion is entirely because the medicinal power in the elixir bottle is too strong.

The appraiser slowly let out a breath and then carefully opened the pill bottle.

He took out a clean white cloth and placed it in his palm, and poured a pill from the bottle.

"This is!"

The appraiser suddenly widened his eyes, gasped in a cold breath, and his scalp almost exploded.

"Sixth-level pill?"

He said in disloyal.

The eyes were full of incredible.

There is no one in the sixth-level elixir in Pingding City, but there is a full bottle here!

How precious is a bottle, ten, and a total of ten sixth-level pills?
Chapter completed!