Chapter: 5334

The stall owner's expression changed, he stood up, and stared at the fifth-order treasure. As the number of cracks increased, his expression became ugly:

"Little girl, you can watch it, but it won't cause damage like this."

"Forehead?"

Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I didn't use any force, it was broken by myself."

The stall owner frowned slightly:

"Whether you use your strength or not, you know best. Just now my treasure is still intact, and I can feel the breath. It is a fifth-level treasure. What about now? The spirit treasure's breath is only third-level. It is a pure gem. It was fifth-level before. On the top floor, when the spiritual power enters, you can set up a very strong defense. Even the gods are hard to break. It is my most precious treasure. The only shortcoming is that it is fragile. You use too much force. How can you treat it like this? ?”

At the end, the stall owner's face was a little sad and angry.

Mengmeng looked at it for a moment, feeling very wrong, but the expression of the stall owner was so real!

"What, it's a treasure, how can it be broken when squeezed, I think this is a flower shelf, are you touching porcelain?" Yue Xiaonao said dissatisfied.

"What did you say?"

The stall owner's face darkened slightly.

The breath in his body was flowing, as if he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

"It's a treasure that can't be broken in one squeeze. You are a defensive treasure. It was broken before. We didn't pay attention to pick it up. Do you want to play tricks?" Yue Xiaonao asked.

Mengmeng reacted instantly, a little unhappy:

"I'm already holding it very lightly, it splits by itself, how can you frame me?"

"Hehehe."

The stall owner sneered.

When I was about to say something.

Whoosh whoosh!

A group of more than twenty people rushed quickly from the direction of the back mountain.

Walking on the top of the tree, the figure is chic.

at first glance.

It was the Storm King Anhe and Tang Qingshan.

There are more than a dozen people on one side.

Come together.

"We'll talk about that later."

The stall owner in front of Mengmeng said something coldly, then turned around.

After waiting for five seconds, he cupped his hands and said:

"Someone An met An He and Tang Qingshan."

The voices of greetings on the field came one after another: