"What happened?" The Lord of Qisheng Fu Mansion said in confusion. He had traded with many fellow Taoists in this treasure house with good relationships. More than 20 fellow Taoists had come into contact with this bamboo shoot, but no one had ever reacted like Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang touched his head and said, "This bamboo shoot turns into a big stick and beat me up!"

He felt a little dizzy now, and there were stars flying in front of him.

Young Master Mie Feng: “…”

Master of Qisheng Fu Mansion: "..."

It seems that bamboo shoots and Song Shuhang are not in the same way? As soon as the bamboo shoots meet, they actually attacked Xiao Song Shuhang.

But it's strange.

It is clear that Song Shuhang is a good person, but everyone in the group said that he has always had a good evaluation of Song Shuhang. Why do you have to beat up Song Shuhang when you meet bamboo shoots?

Just as the owner of the Qisheng Fu Mansion was confused, suddenly, the small bamboo shoot shook.

Then a thought was passed into the mind of the Lord of the Qisheng Fu Mansion.

The idea of ​​Xiaozhushang translated it into this meaning: "Fuck... Sorry, I recognized the wrong person just now."

"What?" The Lord of Qisheng Fu Mansion was stunned.

"That's it... I'm sorry, I beat the wrong person just now." Xiao Zhushang said.

The corners of the mouth of the Qisheng Fu Mansion twitched.

Beat the wrong person~~

By the way, when did the awareness of the little bamboo shoot become so humanized?

All along, when Xiao Zhushang communicated with him, he seemed to be just starting to understand.

Even when I made an appointment with myself to find the owner for it, the words were not fulfilling, and it took a lot of trouble.

But in the communication just now, the little bamboo shoot had improved its mind... and, just now, it said that he had recognized the wrong person? It turns out that this little bamboo shoot had known many "people" before.

Sure enough, I picked up another troublesome thing and came back. The Lord of Qisheng Fu Mansion rubbed his temples.

"Qiansheng Talisman, please apologize to that little fellow Taoist~" Xiao Zhushang's voice continued.

The owner of Qisheng Fu Mansion sighed deeply: "Well, my friend Shuhang. I just said, "I'm sorry, he just recognized the wrong person. So, I beat the wrong person."

Song Shuhang stared at Senior Qisheng Fu: "..."

The owner of the mansion was embarrassed by Shuhang's stare at Lao, so he turned his head and looked at the little bamboo shoot.

The little bamboo shoots were stared at by the palace master again, so embarrassed.

After a while, the small bamboo shoots shook their bodies and a bamboo leaf fell. At the same time, they conveyed a thought to the owner of the mansion.

The owner of Qisheng Fu Mansion took the bamboo leaf and handed it to Song Shuhang: "Well, my friend Shuhang, as an apology, it will give you this bamboo leaf. Don't underestimate this bamboo leaf, it can save you a lifetime in a critical moment!"

Song Shuhang took the bamboo leaf and said, "Okay, I'll accept his apology."

At this time, the box of small bamboo shoots was covered with a bang, as if very embarrassed.

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...

"Cough cough cough." Senior Qisheng Fu coughed twice, then pointed to the two boxes in front and said to Song Shuhang: "So, Mr. Song Shuhang, which one do you prefer among these two treasures? Of course, if you don't like them, I will choose so many things in my treasure house. I promise that the value of the things you get in the end is only higher than that of the "Blood God Diamond"!"

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang pointed to the second box and said, "Just this puppet silver dragon."

Although the copy version of the tied immortal rope looks very good, it is not very useful to Song Shuhang at this stage.

With his current equipment, talismans, pills, and when he encounters an enemy, the enemy he can beat him will not use the thing of binding a fairy rope at all.

And it is useless to use a tied rope for an enemy that cannot be defeated. For example, if the opponent is a fifth-grade Spirit Emperor, the tied rope will tie the opponent for a moment at most. Song Shuhang cannot escape this moment.

So, it’s better to be this puppet silver dragon.

The puppet is not a creature, so it can also be put into a "one-inch shrink bag". It will be taken out when needed, and it is just right for him.

And more importantly, Song Shuhang remembered that when he was in the melting cave, the "puppet Black Dragon" also had certain combat capabilities.

"Okay, the transaction is completed!" The Lord of Qisheng Fu Mansion lifted the big box and handed it to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang took out the inch-shrinkable bag and put the big box together with the puppet silver dragon.

The transaction is completed!

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...

At this time, Mr. Mie Feng spoke out: "Fellow Daoist Qisheng Fu, are you trading with this bundle of immortal ropes?"

"Fellow Daoist Miefeng wants it?" asked the Lord of Qisheng Fu Mansion: "If the fellow Daoist wants it, just trade it with me with an equivalent."

"Haha, I happen to have some good things here. Fellow Daoist Qisheng Fu see if you need anything?" Mr. Mie Feng took out a small bag.

It should also look like an inch-shrinkable bag.

The Lord of Qisheng Fu Mansion leaned over and looked into the bag, and said with satisfaction: "It's all good things, so give me five copies and the transaction is completed."

"The deal is completed, the cooperation is pleasant." Young Master Mie Feng took out five balls of bloody red objects from the bag, handed them to the owner of Qisheng Fu Mansion, and then took the immortal bundle rope.

Both of them showed satisfaction on their faces.

Although I know that the two seniors are dealing with something very open and honest.

But for some reason, the scenes of the two seniors when they were together to trade always reminded Song Shuhang of the "selling small yellow discs" trading scene.

"The transaction is completed, let's go. There will be a 'Medical Trading Conference' in a while, and maybe you can get some good things." The Lord of Qisheng Fu Mansion said, and then he seemed to remember something again and told Song Shuhang: "My friend Shuhang, you must follow Senior Bai closely at that time. If Senior Bai feels that something is very good, you must remember it. If you have the chance, go sweep those things over, and it is guaranteed to be a good thing!"

Song Shuhang smiled. He only had three spirit stones in his pocket. This was the consolation prize given to him by the group No. 1 of Jiuzhou group, after the blood demons were swept.

What can you buy in the "Mings Trading Conference" for three spirit stones?

The owner of the Qisheng Fu Mansion, Mr. Mie Feng, took off with his sword and took Song Shuhang away.

The three of them left the turtle shell and flew towards the ground.

On the way back, Song Shuhang suddenly felt cold all over his body...

"here we go again."

Are the spirit ghosts still playing snowmen with penguins in the Arctic?

How cold~ I'm playing with mud in the Northeast.

Pooh!

After you go out, you have to go find the spirit ghost immediately.

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At this time, in a corner of the indigenous island.

A business car is surrounded by several indigenous people.

In the car, two disciples of the Chu family smiled bitterly and rubbed their temples. They were sent to the island by the flying sword of the senior Bai. Then, they were immediately surrounded by several indigenous people who were responsible for "watching the whistle".

With the strength of the two Chu disciples, it was easy to deal with these natives. However, they knew that these natives were protected by a senior. It was really hard for them to deal with these natives.

Fortunately, the indigenous people had no intention of using force.

These natives just surrounded the cars, then looked very interested, and carefully reached out to touch the cars, then lowered their heads and started to communicate.

The two disciples of the Chu family smiled bitterly. They could only wait for Senior Bai to come over or the senior who covered the island to appear.

"Ah~" At this time, a painful cry came from behind the business car.

Did that tall man wake up?

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...

Sima Jiang rubbed his head, and he vaguely remembered that his express car suddenly lost control, then overturned, and then fainted?

What's going on now?

Sima Jiang opened his eyes and found himself staying in a huge business car.

He immediately looked to the side, and then Sima Jiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The huge express box was still there.

"Uncle, you're awake." The female Chu disciple turned her head, her eyes were lively and she showed a sweet smile.

Her smiling face is the kind that makes people subconsciously relieve their hostility as soon as they see it.

"Hello, hello." Sima Jiang touched his forehead that was still a little painful: "Did you save me? Where is this?"

"We also want to know this question." The female disciple of the Chu family shrugged.

"?" Sima Jiang was puzzled and looked out the window.

Then, he saw several black primitive people, constantly stroking around the car.

"Fuck!" Sima Jiang shouted subconsciously.

Where did these primitive people come from? There is absolutely no human breed of this type in China, right?
To be continued...