The outdated people judge people by their appearance and make trouble, and smiled slightly. This place is much behind the development on earth, but it is very popular to practice.

The best way to face a collision is to hit the market the other way around, so that those who are ill-intentioned will not lose the rice, and they will make some blood to compensate.

"Okay, how many spirit stones do you want?" Chang Le smiled slightly and said calmly.

Seeing Chang Le didn't refute, he laughed and stretched out five fingers: "Five hundred spirit stones, give me five hundred spirit stones, I just pretend that nothing has happened. After that, you walk on your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, you can go wherever you want."

"Okay." Chang Le took a step, nodded and said.

When the middle-aged man saw Chang Le not bargaining, he was so happy that his eyes moved and he regretted: "Five hundred spirit stones are money for healing. You have to give me five hundred spirit stones as a plea. As long as you give me one thousand spirit stones, I, Hu Hansan, will make you a friend."

"Okay, one thousand is one thousand." Chang Le continued to nod as usual. The smile at the corner of his mouth flashed and induced him: "A thousand spirit stones are enough? In fact, I have one thousand spirit stones on my body, and you can ask for one more."

"Forget it, I've said that if you give me a thousand spirit stones, I'll make you a friend. What does a piece of spirit stone mean between friends? I won't want it. Leave it to you as a souvenir!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and said proudly.

With a thousand spirit stones, who would care about a mere piece of spirit stone? It would be better to give a lot of spirit stone if you give me a drop in it.

Five hundred spirit stones instantly turned into one thousand spirit stones. He had never seen someone as stupid as Chang Le. He probably was stupid, so he had a lot of money, which was just a contribution to the great cause of drinking.

So he was ready to urge him, "Give me a thousand spirit stones hard."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet!" Chang Le smiled and threw a bomb, and changed his words again: "Actually, I don't have many spirit stones on me, but there are many spirit stones in my house, and they are piled up like mountains. I think these spirit stones have expired. You can follow me back and move away all the old spirit stones. I can buy a batch of new spirit stones. If the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come. Do you think so?"

Stacked like mountains?

How many spirit stones do you need!

The middle-aged man's gurgling sound was like a waterfall, his mouth watering was not a little bit, and his eyes were filled with red light. He wished he could eat Chang Le immediately. All the spirit stones piled up like mountains were theirs.

There are so many spirit stones, probably enough to drink for a lifetime. It’s like a dream and a sanitary. Following Chang Le’s instructions, I want to follow him.

"Okay, I'll follow you." But, as soon as he took a step, he stopped, his heart was a little uneasy, frowned, and always felt that it was not that simple: "This is not a conspiracy, right?!"

The more he thought about it, he felt that it was very likely that this was the case. Chang Le was so cowardly and gentle, and had a lot of spirit stones. There should be many guards around him, but he didn't see any of them, which was very strange.

He guessed that Chang Le was a disciple of a big family, and should have come out alone without a guard. He wanted to take him to see the guard, so that he could fall into the trap and be punished by the big family.

"Isn't this kid trying to kill me without blood, right?" The scene that could have happened flashed in his mind, and then flashed back. Looking at Chang Le, full of fear, he couldn't help but take a step back.

Then, he said to Chang Le vigilantly: "You can't have any conspiracy, are you?"

"How could that be? I sincerely invite you to move the spirit stones to my house and deal with expired spirit stones. It is completely a kind-hearted intention. Don't judge a gentleman's ambition by the heart of a villain, that's not good." Chang Le paced back and forth, looking at him and said sincerely.

"I won't go anymore, you just need to give me a thousand spirit stones." The middle-aged man is not a fool. Although he doesn't know what Chang Le's intentions are, he thinks of Chang Le now, and there is a big problem when he thinks about Chang Le. Is the spirit stone still expired?

Maybe, maybe, but he has been here for decades, but he has never encountered expired spirit stones, nor has he heard of expired spirit stones. This is the first time he has heard Chang Le's words.

"Okay, since you don't follow me home, then let's go to the restaurant to have enough food and drink before talking. In this way, you always believe in my sincerity, right?" Chang Le pretended to be disappointed, shook his head, sighed, and then made an invitation gesture, looked at the restaurant not far away, and said to him.

"No, I won't go. Just give me a thousand spirit stones. Let's talk about the others later." The middle-aged man refused directly. He didn't believe that Chang Le would be so kind. After years of experience and judgment, he would be diligent in his work, either a traitor or a thief. There must be conspiracy. He doesn't have to take risks. He only has a thousand spirit stones.

"Are you sure you don't go to the restaurant?" Suddenly, Chang Le's face darkened, no longer had the same kindness as before, and became ferocious, like a ferocious beast about to get angry, with bloodthirsty and cruel light shining brightly.

How is this possible?

How...will?

The sudden change scared the middle-aged man and his steps were involuntarily retreating, and Chang Le gradually approached. Although the middle-aged man's cultivation level was one level higher than Chang Le, Chang Le was not afraid of his face, and a faint mad breath came to his face, making the middle-aged man feel a sense of oppression.

Gradually retreat, then back!

"Don't come here!"

"You don't want to come over, I don't want it!"

"Don't come here, I don't want your spirit stone!"

The middle-aged man stepped back to a street stall. The owner was shouting to sell things. There was a pile of old and ancient things on the street stall, full of simplicity and elegance and the vicissitudes of time.

After a closer look, it turned out to be a broken sword. No, it should be said that it was a fragment of a broken sword. It was only the size of two fingers together, and it was flowing with a dark luster. The luster was very dim. If I hadn't looked carefully and there was a reminder from the golden snake, Chang Le would probably not think that this was a good thing.

In my mind, the little golden snake moved and opened its eyes, as dazzling as two stars, constantly entangling Chang Le, sending a signal: "This thing is not simple, I want it, you can bring it to me quickly."

"What is this? It seems to be just a fragment of a broken sword. What's so strange about it?" Chang Le stared at the fragment, frowned and muttered.

The middle-aged man was frightened by Chang Le and collapsed on the ground. He took advantage of the moment when Chang Le diverted his attention and ran towards the crowd without looking back.
Chapter completed!