Qin Liuyin did not object to Yang Xuan''s opinion for some reason. He stood up and said, "OK, let''s go."
Yang Xuan smiled, got up and went outside.
When they went out of the gate, the guard at the gate didn''t dare to stop them.
As the guards here, they know who is inside. Although they don''t know how the famine God deals with Yang Xuan, they can say that the man who just left is a real saint, which can''t be false. They can''t tell where to go.
However, they naturally have to report Yang Xuan''s movements.
Walking in the spacious street and looking at the shops on both sides of the street, in a trance, Yang Xuan actually had the idea of shopping on the planet of peace.
There is peace everywhere. There is no trace of evil invasion on the faces of pedestrians. It seems that the war of external life and death crisis has not had any impact on here.
Walking into a large shop, the owner quickly greeted him and asked, "what does the guest need?"
Yang Xuan looked at it at will. What was listed in the window was some strange thighs and arms, as well as some things that Yang Xuan couldn''t name.
"What''s all this?" he asked, frowning.
The owner of the shop said strangely, "these are all excellent materials. They are the corpses of evil demons sent not long ago."
Yang Xuan was dumb. He didn''t know what to say when he thought that the people here had started an evil business.
Naturally, he couldn''t use these things. He just looked at them for a while and lost interest.
On the contrary, it is the sound of the piano. For some reason, it seems that it shows a strange light in its eyes.
While observing her, Yang Xuan said falsely, "which one do you like? I''ll give it to you?"
He said this just casually, but unexpectedly, Qin Liuyin pointed to something like an eye bead and said, "this!"
With that, she reached out and broke the exhibition cabinet and took out the eye.
Yang Xuan and the owner were dumb at the same time. After a long time, Yang Xuan said, "how to sell?"
The owner of the shop secretly wiped a sweat and said, "this is the eyeball of higher demons, contains terrible spiritual power, and sells 1000 theater crystals."
There were sweat stains on Yang Xuan''s forehead. He suddenly found that he had made a mistake.
That is, although he is rich, they are all alliance coins, not war zone crystals. He doesn''t even know what Lien Chan zone crystals are.
"Forget it, don''t. put it down." he whispered to the piano.
But Qin Liuyin obviously didn''t understand what he meant. He looked at it suspiciously and asked, "put it down?"
Yang Xuan said honestly, "we have no money."
Qin Liuyin was more confused and asked, "what is money? What does it have to do with me taking this?"
Yang Xuan didn''t know how to explain it to him, but the shopkeeper understood. His face suddenly became a little ugly. He went over and grabbed something from Qin Liuyin''s hand and said, "don''t touch it if you don''t have money. By the way, the window is worth a crystal. Compensate."
Yang Xuan was shocked. He had never seen anyone dare to snatch things from the Qin Liuyin so easily. The boss was the first.
Qin Liuyin was obviously confused and watched the boss put things away.
Three seconds later, she reacted. She looked angry and raised her hand to shoot the boss.
Yang Xuan was ready. He rushed over with an arrow and pressed Qin Liuyun''s arm.
"What are you doing?" Qin Liuyun said angrily.
Yang Xuan looked at her with warning eyes: "if you want me to do things for you, please give me less trouble first."
Qin Liuyin was stiff. Then he put down his arm and said angrily, "you creatures are really troublesome."
The shopkeeper insisted and continued to ask Yang Xuan to lose money.
But where did Yang Xuan have that crystal, he was very helpless.
In fact, there were a few people in the shop. Looking at the situation just now, a gorgeous young man came up and said with a smile: "it''s just a cabinet. I''ll compensate for this brother."
With that, he took out a thumb sized blue crystal from the storage space and threw it to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper gave up.
Yang Xuan saw clearly that the blue crystal contained a trace of strange power. He didn''t know what effect it had.
"Thanks!" he said, smiling at the young man.
The young man waved his hand: "it doesn''t matter if it''s a small matter. I''m avoiding the dust. How do you call me, brother?"
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said, "I am Yang Xuan."
"It''s brother Yang," Fang Shichen said with a smile. "I guess brother Yang must have just come to the central battlefield. Otherwise, it''s impossible not to know that the goods here are compared with the crystals in the war zone."
Yang Xuan nodded casually.
Fang dodged the dust and continued: "I think brother Yang''s cultivation is not weak. It happens that our Fang family is recruiting troops and horses. If brother Yang is interested, you might as well try it."
Yang Xuan suddenly asked, "what does Yuansheng have to do with you?"
Fang Shichen''s face showed a proud color and said, "the source saint is the ancestor of the family."
Yang Xuan was dumb. He didn''t expect that the man in front of him was Fang Congye''s grandson. It was a coincidence.
"OK, I''ll have a look when I have a chance." he smiled and nodded.
Fang dodged the dust and said something. Suddenly, a voice came from the rear: "I''m afraid we can''t accommodate you."
Fang Shichen''s body was shocked. After turning around and looking at it, he almost jumped up: "Grandpa..."
Outside the shop, an old man with white clothes and beard came in slowly. He looked ordinary, but looking around, he seemed to suppress the stars and destroy the universe.
Other people in the store had already knelt down in fear, touched their forehead to the ground and shouted, "see Lord Yuansheng."
Fang dodged the dust and woke up. He hurried to the ceremony and said in shock: "Grandpa, how did you leave the place of latent cultivation?"
No wonder he was shocked. Fang Congye has been practicing hard in the forbidden area of the Fang family and rarely left. It''s amazing that he came here this time.
Fang Congye snorted and said, "if I don''t come again, I''m afraid you''ll embarrass me."
Fang dodged the dust and trembled. He bowed his head and said, "my grandson is wrong."
Fang Congye said, "you don''t know what''s wrong. When you go back, you''ll be honest and shut up for me. Do you understand?"
Fang Shichen was relieved and quickly agreed.
After Fang Congye taught his grandson, he looked at Yang Xuan again and frowned: "the humanitarian Xuansheng is young and promising, and his achievements are Biao Biao. Although I am in the first theater, I have heard about the name of Xuansheng for a long time. Seeing is better than being famous. When we meet today, we are really young heroes."
Fang Shichen''s heart suddenly jumped when he had just calmed down. He opened his mouth and looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief. He stammered: "you... You... Are you... Yang... Xuansheng?!"
Especially the shopkeeper, who was still lying on the ground, began to play tricks after he was stiff.
He swore that he had never thought that the person who couldn''t even pull out a crystal was a saint.
Yang Xuan stretched out his hand to clap the flowing sound of the piano and stretched out his hand to another thing. He frowned and said to be honest. The other party smiled from the wild and said, "I have heard the name of Yuansheng for a long time. Now when I see it, well, I am really old and strong."
Fang Cong Yeming praised Yang Xuan, but his tone was full of relying on the old and selling the old. How could he not hear it.
Fang Congye snorted coldly and said, "Xuansheng is new here. Compared with being shy in his bag, I''d better ask me to give you some money and talk about my feelings."
Then he took out a crystal from his bag and threw it at Yang Xuan.