The mode of crying poor... basically the same.

It's just that the Master of the Ancient Forest Shaoge from Chasing Soul Pavilion looks even more bizarre.

"Is it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this armor of yours should be... a one-star imperial artifact?"

Fang Fan's face showed a sneering look, you are not qualified to play a big sword in front of Guan Gong!

"A one-star imperial artifact, what's the matter... can you sell tens of trillions of divine crystals?"

Fang Fan licked his lips and looked directly at Gu Lin.

Play this tricky with him, and don't look at your own level!

Gu Lin's expression changed, and he didn't expect to be dismantled directly. Who can stand it! Face slap!

However, the young pavilion master of Chasing Soul Pavilion is obviously unwilling to give in, and he feels that he can still save a wave with all his strength...

"Palace Master Fang Fan, you...you really got it wrong, what kind of imperial artifact I am, it's just contaminated with the breath of some imperial artifact, in fact, it is an ordinary real king artifact, I don't know what kind of money..."

Gu Lin clutched his armor and took a few steps back with a frightened expression.

"Glimpse? True King Artifact, is that so? The general price of a True King Artifact is 10,000 Divine Crystals! How about I exchange 20,000 Divine Crystals with you?"

"You can make a lot of money here!"

Fang Fan stepped forward and patted Gu Lin on the shoulder. The metaphor means: Sao Nian, don't play with me like this.

"Ha... This... This armor is worthless, but it was given to me by my father on my eighteenth birthday. It has a very special meaning..."

Gu Lin clenched his teeth and refused to let go...

Fang Fan: "..."

Really so speechless to the extreme.

Why are there so many plays?

Can you be honest?

"Oh?"

"Look at what you mean... seems to have a lot of opinions on me?"

"What? You don't want to compensate my brothers for mental damage? Look down on my brothers! That means look down on me!"

"If that's the case, then kill them all!"

"I just need to give an order, and the ghost claw will directly take you away!"

"I just think that everyone's cultivation is not easy, and I don't want to waste your lives like this..."

"But if you have this attitude... then I can only start killing people!"

"After all... it's hard to be a good person!"

Fang Fan had a sighed look on his face.

In fact, the thought in my heart is: "If you don't kill you, it will directly collapse your portable space and make me lose a lot of money. I've already started it, and I'm still chatting with you here?"

In order to maximize the benefits, Fang Fan at this moment can only develop a wave of wretchedness.

Hearing Fang Fan's words, everyone panicked again...

What's so special... Divine Crystal is easy to get, but life is hard to find!

This Fang Fan couldn't figure out his temper and lifeline at all. If he really gave them a sword, where would they go to reason?

"Palace Master Fang Fan, we can take out all the divine crystals on our body to honor you, but... but the number of divine crystals is really not enough!"

Situ Zhan, the devil son of Motian Pavilion, took a deep breath, his face full of sadness.

As a generation of demons, in Motian Pavilion, one person is always below ten thousand people... Who would dare to be so rude to him?

Even those gods and demons have to give three points in front of him!

Today, I have suffered such oppression and humiliation, and I feel uneasy from the bottom of my heart.

But even if it is not calm, at this moment, I can only endure it silently!

The road of life is too hard!

"There are not enough divine crystals, then use the treasures on your body to make up the number!"

"For example, this imperial armor on this ancient forest Shaoge master..."

Fang Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said indifferently.

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