Walking on the road to the south, Zhou Qingmu couldn't help but pick up the small cloth bag hanging around his waist and look at it. Inside were small crystal clear and shiny stones. Zhou Qingmu had never seen much money in his life, let alone

What's more, these spiritual stones are as rare as the gods on the mountain? As for the spiritual stones in the bag, Zhou Qingmu didn't dare to take out any of them. According to Yang Zhao, the less spiritual energy in the spiritual stones, the less valuable they will be. So Zhou Qingmu didn't dare to take out any of the spiritual stones in the bag.

I just opened the bag and took it out to take a look at it at my leisure, but the feeling of having money in my pocket is really not bad!

Before that, there was another little thing that made Zhou Qingmu feel a little sad. Yang Zhao spent a hundred spirit stones to buy a dozen bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill and Resurrection Pill at a certain chamber of commerce in the city. According to Yang Zhao, these were at the critical moment.

It's very useful. Zhou Qingmu and Lu Zhengchun didn't say anything about it. The Spirit Gathering Pill was used by Zhou Qingmu before, and it restored all of Zhou Qingmu's energy in a short time.

Today's weather is quite good. The sun shines on the three brothers. It is rare for Zhou Qingmu to imitate Yang Zhao and take a leisurely stroll. The three of them had already walked out of Konghuai City for a long time and stood on the top of a tall mountain, looking at the sight.

A magnificent scene. In the field of vision, the mountains and the faintly visible small town can be seen at a glance.

"Today's weather is really suitable for sleeping!" Yang Zhao breathed out lazily.

Hearing this, Zhou Qingmu patted Yang Zhao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Master Yang, you can't just think about sleeping every day!"

Yang Zhao was suddenly slapped on the shoulder by Zhou Qingmu. He trembled and cursed: "Damn it, I'm already a hero. How can I be a hero if I don't sleep?"

Zhou Qingmu laughed out loud at his words, and Lu Zhengchun on the side said coldly: "Although Brother Yang has a high level of cultivation, he does not have the demeanor of a hero."

When Yang Zhao heard what Lu Zhengchun said, he suddenly grabbed Lu Zhengchun's ears and cursed: "Hey, Chun'er, you have learned to hurt others at a young age, right?"

Lu Zhengchun was defeated and surrendered immediately. Zhou Qingmu looked at the two men from the side and smiled unconsciously.
Chapter completed!