Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1191 Trading
Since you can't get rid of this trouble, it doesn't make any difference whether you keep one or two.

Shen Xiuyuan and others were counting on Ling Yichen and Ao Hen to restrain each other.

Ling Yichen, on the other hand, relied on the protection of Shen Xiuyuan and others to survive under the watchful eyes of Ao Dun.

Ao Hen was even more happy to use Ling Yichen as an excuse and successfully gained the qualifications to become a colleague.

In this way, the three parties formed a tacit and delicate balance.

As soon as Jin Tong woke up, she saw Ling Yichen climbing onto the carriage. She was so scared that she kowtowed and begged for mercy, saying a lot of nice things, but when she saw Lin Fan and others who were about to get on the carriage behind Ling Yichen, she suddenly fell silent.

what's the situation?
Wasn't she just shouting for war and killing? How come in the blink of an eye... she is... Could she be dead? Is this a carriage to the underworld?
Jin Tong poked his head out from under the tea table and found that the top of the carriage had been restored. The broken part was tightly closed by vines, and the marks were obvious, but the structure seemed to be stable.

Before she could say anything, she was pushed out by Lin Fan. She just happened to see Ao Hen standing next to the car.

"Yo~" Aohen narrowed his eyes and smiled, "There's a junior sister hiding here~"

Jin Tong's eyes circled around his corner, and he shrank to the other side of the car board obediently, making way for him to get on the car.

"Good girl. This is a gift from your senior brother." Ao Hen took something out of his sleeve and threw it to Jin Tong, then lifted the curtain and got in.

When Jin Tong looked at it, he saw it was a small triangular-shaped metal product, about the size of a dice, but he had no idea what it was.

"It's a defensive magic weapon, Fang Cun Yu Shou, which passively activates a shield. It's a low-level magic weapon, but it can save your life when necessary. Keep it well." Du Xingyu leaned to the seat next to her and waved the whip. "Yu Sinian, remove the horse's defense!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Tong hurriedly and carefully put the Fang Cun Yu Shou into his disciple order, but after thinking about it, he decided to put it in his arms. He patted his chest and felt much more at ease.

Yu Sinian opened his fan, said "OK" to the outside, and the carriage moved slowly forward.

"Junior brother Yu even specially put up defenses for Ma Luo? He is truly kind." Ao Hen looked at the Xuan Ji Yin in his hand and took the initiative to speak.

But in the immortal sect, being kind is usually not a compliment, especially for male cultivators.

Regardless of whether Aohen really didn't understand or was just pretending, Yu Sinian took it as a compliment. He replied politely, "Thank you for the compliment, Senior Brother."

At Ao Hen's strong request, everyone treated him as a senior or junior brother.

Originally, disciples from different sects usually address cultivators who are at a higher level than themselves as "seniors" to show respect.

If the other party has a close relationship with oneself, he will usually take the initiative to ask the other party to call him uncle or uncle to show closeness.

There are people who are demoted to call their senior brothers and sisters, but the problem is that Aoheng has nothing to do with them.

If I only rely on Lin Fan's friend who saved my life, is this relationship enough to achieve this?
You know, Jindan cultivators still have a certain status in the current immortal sect. Although they are not as good as Yuanying and Fen Shen, they are also the mainstay in the middle of the pyramid, connecting the upper and lower levels.

Lin Fan's friend named Antonio seemed to have only been in Youye Sect for a year? How could he have established such a deep friendship with a Jindan Zhenren?
Obviously, everyone knew what Sima Zhao was thinking. But everyone had no choice but to obey.

Strength is great.

However, Ling Yichen's already pale face looked even uglier.

His level advantage suddenly disappeared in front of this nosy guy Aohen...

Xiaoyao Sect was still far away. With these two evil gods around, Shen Xiuyuan naturally followed the plan he had initially devised to deceive Aohen and completed those tedious tasks first.

I hope that one day I will suddenly get tired of this boring and low-level hobby and leave early.

Once he left, there was naturally no need for Ling Yichen to stay with them.

Thinking of Ling Yichen, Shen Xiuyuan turned his head to look at him.

In the carriage, Ling Yichen sat at the innermost side facing the door. Lin Fan sat next to him on the side. Mu Jingjing sat opposite Lin Fan, and Yu Sinian sat next to Mu Jingjing.

Ao Hen had the highest cultivation level and was supposed to sit with Ling Yichen, but as soon as he got in the car, he sat next to Lin Fan.

Who can drive him away in this situation?
Fortunately, although he showed obvious interest in Lin Fan, he was relatively restrained and did not do anything excessive.

Shen Xiuyuan sat helplessly beside Ling Yichen. Putting aside the mixed feelings in his heart, he was more thinking about whether to treat Ling Yichen's injuries so that he could gain more capital to fight against Ao Hen...

"What are you looking at?" Ling Yichen turned his head suddenly, with obvious impatience in his tone.

"I'm thinking about how many spirit stones I should charge you." Shen Xiuyuan smiled.

"What spirit stone?" Ling Yichen frowned.

"It's the Soul-Restoring Pill that saved you just now," Shen Xiuyuan smiled gently, like a doctor who was talking business, "It can help people regain consciousness quickly, and repair and strengthen the circulation of spiritual energy. You woke up after taking my Soul-Restoring Pill. You don't think that, given our current relationship, I'm giving it to you for free, right?"

They never talked about money in the past, but now it seems that there is nothing to talk about except money.

Ling Yichen felt a complicated feeling in his heart, and casually threw out a high-grade spirit stone: "Is that enough?"

Before Shen Xiuyuan could speak while holding the spirit stone, he heard Mu Jingjing suddenly interrupt him in a sharp and fiery voice: "So Master Ling's life is only worth a piece of top-grade spirit stone. Haha, I've learned a lesson."

Just in terms of the Huiling Pill, what Ling Yichen gave was enough.

But if Lin Fan and the others hadn't stopped him, Ling Yichen would have been dead by now.

Of course, if they weren't there, Ling Yichen wouldn't have chased out...

But in the final analysis, the reason why Ling Yichen can sit here safely now is indeed because of the protection of Changtianmen and others. This life-saving grace is real, and its value is certainly not enough to be paid by a high-quality spirit stone.

But in this case, it is difficult to weigh how much to pay.

If it's less, it seems like he's not worth it. If it's more... He can't give away all his assets, and to Shen Xiuyuan...

Ling Yichen's face turned pale and then red, and then blue. He threw a bag of spirit stones to Shen Xiuyuan: "I have saved these spirit stones for so many years, and I give them all to you."

Shen Xiuyuan took it with some surprise, put it in the disciple order with a smile, and asked: "Do you still need it..."

"No need!" Ling Yichen interrupted him angrily and took out a bottle of pills and poured them into his mouth.

As a Jindan Zhenren, he would naturally have some good elixirs.

Shen Xiuyuan didn't say anything else. He leaned back in the car and smiled contentedly.

Lin Fan, however, looked at Ling Yichen's action of paying the spirit stone and suddenly asked him: "Your broken sword..."

"Who breaks the sword?!"

It would be fine if you don’t mention it, but as soon as Ling Yichen is mentioned, he gets furious.

He didn't dare to offend Ao Hen. He stared at Lin Fan with red eyes and wanted to vomit blood again.

"..." Lin Fan understood his emotions and changed his words. "Broken sword... Forget it, don't worry about it. I just want to ask you, do you want to repair that sword?"

Ling Yichen's emotions suddenly stopped. Of course he wanted to repair his life-defining magic weapon, otherwise he wouldn't have put away the broken blade.

"How to fix it?" he asked for some unknown reason.

"I'll repair it for you." Lin Fan said shamelessly, "I'll use your black crystal meteorite iron, on the condition that the rest of the meteorite iron belongs to me."