The three people discussed the matter of those people coming to seek medical treatment.

Rather, in order to satisfy their own selfish desires, the three people discussed how to get things from these people.

At this time, Qu Tan'er stared at Qin Ling as if staring at prey, making Qin Ling feel uncomfortable, "Why are you looking at me?"

Qu Tan'er stretched out her little hand towards Qin Ling, "Last time in Ziyun Sect, I saw that you had put away the storage bags of those people. Take them out and show them to me. If you like them, I will share a cup.

Geng, if you don’t have it, it will be easier for you.”

Qin Ling took it out readily.

Surprisingly, Qinling basically left the contents untouched.

Qu Tan'er pretended to pick them out and read them. He was not interested in the others. He always looked for those files, opened them, looked at them, and when he saw that they were not what he wanted, he threw them aside and continued searching.

"What are you looking for?" Qin Ling wondered.

At this time, Mo Liancheng started to search slowly, "I don't know what Tan'er is looking for, but I am looking for any books on formations and restrictions. I have asked the Hailan Chamber of Commerce to help me find it, but

The ones sent here are very ordinary and not of much use."

Qu Tan'er was embarrassed.

Isn't she looking for Mr. X? Let her speak, and he will enjoy the results.

The blame lies with Qinling, who wanted to hide it privately.

"Master, I don't want to hide anything. It will take some time for those who want to move. It is better not to mess with the people of the Ziyun Sect. They may ask for the things back. If they can't hand them over by then, they will be in trouble.

"Qin Ling reminded.

Mo Liancheng nodded to express his understanding.

Qin Ling didn't know whether he really understood or pretended to understand, but these two people were already arguing.

He was slightly embarrassed.

Qu Tan'er smiled and said, "Qinling, you know they are not easy to mess with, so why do you dare to rob them?"

"..." Qin Ling was speechless, and was exposed in just one sentence.

He smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

Mo Liancheng glanced over the things, with a slightly disappointed look on his face, "I don't have what I want, but there are two herbs I just wanted to use." None of the four people seemed interested in the battle method.

Since the medicinal materials were suitable, Mo Liancheng was not polite. He picked them out and threw them into his storage bag.

With the Qi'antang and the Hailan Chamber of Commerce, Mo Liancheng will have people to help find any medicinal materials he wants, but now he doesn't take them for nothing. As for the red flame wood, he has already asked the Hailan Chamber of Commerce to find it, but he hasn't done it yet.

The news came. Now, taking this opportunity, he also wanted to look for it again.

After all, it is not ordinary people who can come to seek medical treatment.

Without reading the scroll, Qu Tan'er went straight to pick out the magic weapons and fiddled with them. Finally, she picked up an inconspicuous black long whip. This whip was very thin and long, at least more than ten feet long. Look carefully at the whip body.

There are some tiny interlaced textures that are so delicate that no trace of handwork can be found.

Holding one end of the whip, it feels a bit like a bone at first.

At the very end, the decoration is usually dotted with a blood bead the size of a thumb. The blood bead is embedded in the bone and glows with a faint red light, which is very weird and beautiful. What is even weirder is the beating of the pulse in the palm of the hand.

It's a whip! It's as if the whip is alive. Although the beating is subtle, it is very even and powerful.

Qu Tan'er looked surprised and couldn't put it down.

A trace of spiritual energy accidentally leaked out, and with a random wave, bang! The chair in front of him suddenly shattered into pieces!
Chapter completed!