Refining the Mountains and Rivers

The response of the utensils was very fast. Just after noon, Hemingway entered the VIP room and met Qin Huan's eyes. He said lightly: "your transaction, the utensils agreed. The projection needs to be prepared. It can come tonight at the latest."

The herdsman was speechless, and his eyes were uneasy. Qin Huan shook his head slowly and said, "I'm sorry, I have to get the treasure projection to give you the scales."

"Villain's heart!" Mu Li's face was gloomy.

Although Hemingway was disappointed, he was calmer. "Yes."

The two turned to go out, and the face of Mu Li disappeared. He said lightly: "elder Hai, do you think the voice of the black robe repair seems familiar to you?"

Hemingway rubbed his eyebrows and said, "there are thousands of creatures in the world. How many people have similar voices? We don't know who he is. Is this the truth?"

He smiled from the corner of his mouth. "Yes, we don't know him."

The two men looked at each other and saw their mutual gratification. Fortunately, the deal could be concluded tonight. If they wait for the old people of the clan to come, they would rather give up, these precious scales, but also stop the deal.

As for whether or not the utensils will be discovered in the future, and whether or not there will be any trouble after discovery, that is the future matter, and we will not consider it now. Moreover, if we know how to cook mature rice with raw rice, we will only help conceal it.

After all, Xianzong is such a huge thing. Although it is very far away, and the utensil sect has a close relationship with the devil Kingdom, it's better not to provoke or not.

When the night was getting heavier, Qin Huan finally got the goal of this trip - a stone mountain about the size of a foot, dark on the surface, without any magic. But when he took it into his hand, he felt the power of this humble hill.

Mingming is only a virtual shadow, but it has a great deal of money to fall on. What's more, the idea is close to the black stone mountain, just like falling into the mire. The Invisible Rules of heaven and earth in the surrounding area have been changed.

A shadow can change the rules. The power of the noumenon can be imagined. No wonder the utensil sect keeps it secret. Once the treasure is exposed to the world, it will attract countless coveted eyes.

He said coldly: "you must swear not to tell me what happened today. It's like this world, and it's certainly the same.

The grass root is a little confused and shaky. Intuition tells it that these two branches are very unusual. But it seems that it is the sprouting and growth of a piece of rhizome thrown in by the owner not long ago. Don't the owner know that this is a very precious treasure?

Shaking again, the grass roots press down their hearts, some disrespectful thoughts to the master. The master is supreme. He has all the kindness and wisdom. How can he not know this.

Since the treasure has sprouted and grown, all it has to do is to guard it and wait for its owner to pick it.