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Chapter 47: Qing Muer Robbery (IV)

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Outside the auction, the young man who obtained the sixth grade prescription and life fruit led the crowd to turn a few turns and disappeared in Juxi City. He could vaguely see the bright smile gradually drifting away.

The despair of the sixth grade prescription and the joy of getting the fruit of life made the few people slightly distracted. The few people were still immersed in the excitement of the successful auction, and did not notice that the shadows behind them were following them.

The black shadow is Qing Muer and others.

"Please stay with friends in front." A few ups and downs, a secluded place with few people, the elder in red sent a deep voice.

When the people in front heard this, their hearts sank, turned around and looked at Qing Muer and others vigilantly.

"Hey, I didn't expect to meet Miss Qing here, and I feel very honored." The other party actually met Qing Muer! Several elders were stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.

The luck of meeting an acquaintance...

Qing Muer was also stunned. She couldn't remember who this person was, but she vaguely felt that it looked familiar.

Seeing that it was Qing Muer and others, the other party seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Miss Qing is so busy, it is normal that I don't remember it." The young man smiled elegantly, and a gentlemanly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I am fighting against Feng Shaobai, the young master of the Demon Clan in Xia Nai. Our clan has always had good friends with the Demon Emperor. I only had the honor to witness Miss Qing once when I visited several times. I often sighed regrets." The young man was polite.

It was actually the young master of the War Demon Clan. The elders were suddenly as big as a fight, and they were praying in their hearts that Qing Muer could change his mind, so they must not be impulsive.

Qing Muer finally vaguely remembered that there was such a person, but these politeness had no effect on Qing Muer. At this time, she had only one thought in her mind, which was to help Xiao Yan get the sixth grade prescription and life fruit. As for Feng Shaobai's admirational look at him, he felt very upset.

"It's best for everyone to know each other, discuss something with you." Qing Mu'er was not completely unreasonable, at least she knew how to be polite first and then soldiers.

Seeing that Qing Muer, the most beautiful lady in the demon clan, wanted to discuss something with her, Feng Shaobai was a little flattered and quickly spoke: "I don't know what Miss Qing has to give, so I will do my best."

"Well, it's not a big deal. Can you give me the sixth grade prescription and life fruit you just photographed?" Seeing the other party's expressions kind, Qing Mu'er felt that things should be easy to do, and her face improved a lot.

When Feng Shaobai's expression suddenly became embarrassed when he heard that Qing Mu'er was about to discuss with him, he smiled bitterly, and the young man clasped his fists: "I'm not to hide it. This prescription and the fruit of life are very important to me. I really can't give up. Please forgive me."

"These six-grade prescriptions and life fruits are of great use to me. Please give me some conditions." Qing Muer thought of her shortness of money and her face turned red, but she still insisted.

Feng Shaobai's face changed when he heard this, and Qing Mu'er's words clearly had a tone of being too difficult.

The elder in red gritted his teeth and stepped forward. He knew that Qing Muer was bound to win the sixth grade prescription and life fruit, so he hoped to advise Feng Shaobai to give up so as not to cause trouble and hurt the harmony. As for the conditions, as long as the other party can agree, it doesn't matter if he suffers a little.

"This prescription and the fruit of life really have extraordinary significance for our ladies. If you are willing to give up love, we will be grateful to you. The Blood Demon Clan will also remember your affection."

Feng Shaobai's face was struggling violently, changing, and after thinking for a long time, he finally shook his head.

"There is really no way. Our clan also attaches great importance to this prescription and life fruit, which has special uses. However, for the sake of the Demon Emperor, one can give up a life fruit. As for the others, I can only say sorry."

There seemed to be no room for negotiation. Qing Mu'er got angry and had to snatch it. Even the young master of the War Demon Clan, Qing Mu'er didn't take it seriously. For Xiao Yan, no matter how many it was, a life fruit was really meaningless.

Qing Mu'er's eyebrows were raised and she stepped forward. The mid-5-star Dou Qi soared into the sky without any concealment, and the energy penetrated the long rainbow.

"Do you want to force yourself to grab it? Our two tribes have always been close to each other." Feng Shaobai's face changed drastically, and the strength of the Five-Star Doudi in the middle stage was also powerful, majestic and heart-wrenching, and vaguely stronger than Qing Muer.

Several elders were worried that Qing Mu'er would make mistakes, so they stepped forward and released their fighting spirits. The other party was not willing to be outdone, and their weapons were unsheathed and their postures were opened. The two sides suddenly became stalemate, with a tense sword, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn, and the scene was full of gunpowder, as if they could trigger fire at any time.

"I offended you. I Qing Mu'er will compensate you later." Qing Mu'er was in power and was unforgivable. The soft whip blew up thousands of phantoms. The tip of the whip at the front was shining with a faint blue light, wrapping towards the ring on Feng Shaobai's hand. Several elders dispersed together, ready to go, their nerves were tense like arrows about to leave the string. As long as the other party made any move, they could attack at any time.

Feng Shaobai reached out and pressed his hand, indicating that his people should not act rashly. His face was gloomy but helpless, and he went up alone. He pulled his hands with his void, and a black chain warhammer appeared on his hands, emitting a grid, and the jumping arc rushed towards Qing Mu'er quickly along the chain.

Fortunately, everyone was still a little rational and did not completely lose their minds. The group fight turned into a one-on-one challenge. However, everyone in the field was an important figure in the clan and could not make any mistakes. The elders watching the game felt that time had passed too long, and watching the game was more tired than going on the game in person, and they were always worried.
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