Chapter: 414

Although he was a little humble when facing Murong Yu, but if he really had to think about it, Hong Dan Pavilion was not afraid of the Kasyapa Hall at all, so he could not sell Murong Yu's face at a critical moment.

"Miss Murong, do you still want me to kneel down and admit my mistake?"

Ning Qi looked at Murong Yu with a smile and said.

"Your Excellency's moves are extraordinary, but what school and sect do you come from?"

The anger in Murong Yu's heart was enough to burn a mountain, but despite her arrogance, she still had some power, so she buried her anger deep in her heart at this moment, and asked about Ning Qi's origin.

"You have no right to know."

Ning Qi sneered unceremoniously.

"You! Let's go!"

Murong Yu gave Ning Qi a cold look, then turned and left.

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"My lord, I don't have any spirit grass for sale in Hongdan Pavilion today, so please return this spirit grass to the young one."

"I'm just going to buy it! Do you think I have no money?"

"No, you misunderstood, it was my Hongdan Pavilion's spiritual grass that was taken away."

"There is such a thing!"

The Xiaoer of Hongdan Pavilion took back the spirit herbs that were about to be sold one after another, and the ones sold before were not counted, and then transported all the spirit herbs to the warehouse.

"My lord, spiritual grass is more expensive. For safety, you should send someone to pick it up directly from the warehouse?"

Han Dong walked up to Ning Qi and smiled flatteringly.

"Just take me there."

"Take you there?"

"Um."

Han Dong brought Ning Qi and Xue Ling to the warehouse of their Hongdan Pavilion with a puzzled expression. Outside, there were two three-star fighting kings guarding them.

When they saw Han Dongqin approaching, they moved away.

Entering the storeroom, Ning Qi saw hill-like spiritual herbs in front of him, each of which was divided into categories. The temperature in the storeroom was about ten degrees lower than outside, and the humidity was heavy, making everyone Each stalk of spiritual grass is as bright and tender as if it had just been plucked.

"My lord, the spirit herbs are all here, do you see?"

Han Dong looked at Ning Qi curiously, wanting to see how he took these spirit herbs away.

Ning Qi roughly estimated the price of the spiritual grass here. It is estimated that there are about 20,000 copies of the spiritual grass for the spiritual pill alone, worth about 1.6 million taels of gold. Counting other spiritual herbs, seven or seven Eighty-eight, the price is about the same.

With this in mind, Ning Qi stepped forward and walked past piles of spiritual grass. The piles of spiritual grass he passed disappeared immediately, and Han Dong was shocked: "Space Fighter!"

This time, he was even more sure that Ning Qi had an extraordinary background!

After cleaning up the warehouse, Ning Qi said to Xue Ling, "Snow girl, is there still spirit grass here?"

Xue Ling moved her nose slightly and shook her head.