Li Guanqi turned around and saw Ye Feng ready to make a move, and couldn't help but smile.
"Okay, this is for you, you can go and have a look."
The storage bag that Li Guanqi gave to Ye Feng contained a full 10,000 spirit stones!
Ye Feng was also startled after opening the storage bag and said.
"Boss...is this...?"
"Ahem, how much do you give Big Head?"
Seeing Li Guanqi gesturing with three fingers, Ye Feng smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
Putting the storage bag away, he stood up and said, "Boss, I'm going too!"
Looking at Ye Feng who was running so fast, the old man was stunned and pointed in the direction where he disappeared.
"Little friend, you...Li Sangou...he is not..."
Li Guanqi smiled and waved his hands, saying nonsense: "It's intermittent, I'll wake up now."
The two looked at each other, and the old man couldn't help scolding: "Little fox."
Li Guanqi chuckled softly: "Both each other."
Looking at the two people's retreating figures, Li Guanqi also smiled slightly.
Including the previous spiritual stones, he now has a total of more than 70,000 pieces.
The 10,000 spirit stones previously distributed to Ye Feng were also given to him for safekeeping.
In his own words, he was so lavish that he couldn't keep any money.
Nearly 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones were previously found from the corpses of the Dark Blood Alliance, and some more were found in their lair.
The rest was obtained by selling things today.
It has to be said that his sword control skills were able to defeat some of the young people in this shipyard.
Otherwise, he is an unfamiliar face and will always suffer some losses.
Regarding Ye Feng and Cao Yan, Li Guanqi made no secret of his preference.
After all, Ye Feng has been with him for the longest time and has many contacts in the sect. He is a reliable person.
Although Cao Yan is a peerless genius, to be his brother Li Guanqi, talent alone is not enough.
When everyone has experienced life and death together, maybe he will treat them both equally.
Whether it's to understand Ye Feng's self-esteem, or to test Cao Yan's character.
At least now he can't hold a bowl of water levelly.
The sun was setting, but the crowds on the street gradually grew.
There weren't many items left in Li Guanqi's stall, and there were a lot more people in the old man's stall.
It's just that these people were all fooled by the old man.
But there are also some people who know the goods and are interested in the things on Li Guanqi's stall.
Ye Feng caught up with Cao Yan. After all, he was still quite weak and he was afraid of something happening.
The two of them walked around and bought a lot of things.
It's just that most of the things are some very hard-working heaven and earth spiritual herbs, as well as some things needed to make talismans.
However, these things are not cheap. Cao Yan looked at the talisman-making pens and other items in his hand that cost close to 2,000 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, and he felt reluctant to part with them for a while.
However, just when he was hesitating, Ye Feng took those things, looked at the stall owner and said.
"One thousand and eighty, give me the money now."
The man didn't hesitate, he laughed happily, and then Ye Feng paid the spirit stone.
Even if Cao Yan wanted to refuse, he didn't have time.
After Ye Feng stuffed the thing into his hand, Cao Yan said a little embarrassed.
"This talisman pen is a magic weapon in good condition. It is made of the hair of the second-level demon beast Qinglanghao."
Ye Feng put his arm around his shoulders and said with a smile: "Okay! With just this little spiritual stone, won't you be able to earn it back in the blink of an eye?"
"Besides, the boss will definitely be unhappy if you are reluctant to spend money on these things."
"Besides... with the boss's temperament, after giving the spirit stones to us, he won't even care if we use them to live and drink."
"So, just buy with confidence."
"This thing is considered a gift from me."
Cao Yan looked up at him, his eyes shining with an inexplicable light, and a long-lost warmth wrapped around his cold heart.
But the more this happened, the more he felt that his psychological burden was heavy.
But he didn't say anything, he just kept some things on his mind.
Cao Yan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Second brother, don't worry, I will definitely make it back!"
Ye Feng was gradually lost in the shouts of "Second Brother". He waved his hand and said, "I'm calling you Second Brother!"
"Buy whatever you want! I'll pay for it!"
Cao Yan grinned, and then the two of them continued walking inside.
Soon, Cao Yan suddenly turned around!
Ye Feng was slightly stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"
However, a look of surprise flashed across Cao Yan's eyes, and he spoke via voice message: "Second brother, let's go over there and have a look!"
The two walked quickly to another street. There were relatively fewer people on this street, but there were also some people setting up street vendors.
As if he already knew where he was going, Cao Yan quickly walked to the stall of a black-robed man.
However, the man in black robe actually visited several weapons and magic weapons at his stall.
Moreover, these weapons and magic weapons are all of high grade and are not special weapons.
Although there are few knives, swords, seals, and spiritual flags, they all exude strong spiritual energy.
Ye Feng knelt down with interest and asked, "Can you get started?"
A slightly deep voice suddenly came from under the black robe: "Easy."
Ye Feng reached out and picked up a long sword, and when he activated his Yuan Power, the sword made a soft sound.
"Tsk, tsk, a good sword, but a low-grade spiritual weapon. It's a pity that I'm not suitable."
At this time, after Ye Feng put down his long sword, he found Cao Yan beside him looking straight at a weapon next to him.
Ye Feng swallowed. He looked at the weapons on the ground, and then at the gentle and shy Cao Yan.
He couldn't help but said: "Big Head, don't tell me you are interested in this thing?"
However, Cao Yan grinned, looked up at the stall owner and asked, "How much does this gauntlet cost?"
That's right, what surprised Ye Feng was the pair of fiery red arm armor gloves placed on the ground!
The front of the glove is like a tiger's head, and the gauntlet attached to the forearm is extremely ferocious.
The entire glove was flashing with dark red lines, exuding a vague aura of fire.
The man obviously had some concerns. He didn't expect that a weak scholar-looking guy would be interested in something purely for martial arts.
In the world of immortality, there are only a handful of spiritual practitioners who use gauntlets. After all, this thing is very biased.
The man was also more honest and said bluntly: "I will only stay here for one day and I will leave the dock tonight."
"The arm armor is obtained from an ancient ruins."
When Ye Feng heard this, he couldn't help but muttered: "These stall holders are all good at telling stories."
The man was not angry when he heard this, and continued: "Although this gauntlet is old, it can be regarded as a rare magic weapon!"
Hearing this, Ye Feng jumped up and pointed at the gauntlet on the ground and said, "Fellow Taoist, isn't this a bit unkind?"
"If I'm not blind, the patterns on this gauntlet are the formations engraved on it. It's all a waste!"
"Even if it was a magic weapon before, it doesn't count now, right?"
"Yes, the material is a bit rare, but it would be good if it could be regarded as a spiritual weapon."
