Shura God Emperor

It was a beautiful girl with a graceful figure and a white dress, but with long silver hair.

The girl looked like eighteen years old, but her pretty face was extremely charming, and the attractive curves and figure alone were so attractive that she couldn't help herself.

The whole breath came with a gloomy atmosphere, but it couldn't conceal the abyss-like temperament on her.

The arrival of this young girl seemed to attract a lot of people's attention, but the people in this killing workshop were a bit retreating.

The girl closed her eyes, looked at Xiao Yu, pointed at the thing in Xiao Yu's hand, and said, "I want this thing."

Xiao Yu frowned and said, "This thing belongs to me."

"Sell it to me, as many spirit barleys are available," said the silver-haired girl.

Xiao Yu was startled. Although the girl's eyes had reduced the fiery color just now, she hadn't left her gaze while staring at the silver flute. Xiao Yu knew that the other party would like it very much.

"Leave her alone, this thing is not as simple as a flute, put it away first," said Qiongqi.

Xiao Yu nodded in his heart. It was nothing ordinary that could cause his soul to fluctuate and also attract Qiongqi's attention.

"Sorry, I don't plan to sell this thing."

After all, Xiao Yu simply put it in the space ring.

The silver-haired girl frowned, but soon recovered her calm, saying, "Five million spirit barley."

Xiao Yu was immediately taken aback. Five million spirit barleys can buy a good middle-grade spirit treasure!

Maybe even a young master like Ju Wenfu can't come up with such a large amount of barley, right?

Of course, in the city of chaos, millions of spirit barleys are not too many.

Although Xiao Yu wanted the spirit barley, he was even more sure that the silver flute was not simple.

"Not for sale."

"Eight million."

"Do not……"

"Ten million."

Xiao Yu was stunned. He thought he had misheard. A silver disciple was worth ten million barleys?

This girl is too wealthy, right?

"This girl, since you know how precious this flute is, how can it be measured by price." Xiao Yu shook his head.

On the contrary, the other party didn't have any hostility, just longed for the silver flute, and he was kind to dissuade it.

On the contrary, Xiao Yu's kind dissuasion and repeated refusal made the vague aura of the silver-haired girl deeper, as if it was a poisonous snake like the abyss, and it was like a counterattack in the next moment.

Xiao Yu suddenly became nervous. Could it be that this girl wanted to be here to steal it?

For the girl, this silver flute is very useful for her.

Suddenly, a gloomy aura exuded from the girl's body. This aura enveloped her, and Xiao Yu even felt a feeling of being enveloped in darkness.

Xiao Yu was taken aback: "What kind of breath is this!?"

This kind of breath is a bit like the spirit of cultivating demons! Of course, it is a bit similar to the dark power in the Buddha Tower!

Who is this man! ?

Xiao Yu's eyes became vigilant, this young girl urged such a terrifying aura at every turn, and her strength could not even be understood by Xiao Yu.

Facing the invisible pressure of the other party, Xiao Yu took a deep breath. Invisible, a golden light suddenly tore through the invisible pressure, like a cicada pupa emerging from the ground.

The silver-haired girl's bright eyes suddenly fluctuated, this person is not simple!

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