book supplier

Chapter 365

The meaning of the system is very clear. The spirit crystal consumed by lighting the lotus lamp has nothing to do with the system. I can't get any benefits from it, so I won't share the cost with Ma Feifei, and I can only pay for it myself.

But this is too expensive, right?

If 60 spirit crystals are placed in the Magic Bookstore for one night, it is really not expensive, because the system will not take any share, and all the book lovers get from the book The spirit crystals paid to the Magic Bookstore belong to Ma Feifei alone.

And the spiritual crystals paid to the Magic Bookstore by the book friends for the proceeds from the book usually start with a million pieces. "Get a magic weapon in "Tomb Raider Notes", for example, through a copy in "Tomb Raiders Notes", you can get the martial arts and martial arts that comprehend yellow quality books; anyway, as long as it is yellow quality or higher, you need to pay a certain percentage of fees to the magical bookstore.

but……

Ma Feifei looked at the huge Chang'an Street, which was empty, and then turned his head to look at the pitch-black Magical Second Store. In the current situation, wouldn't lighting the Lotus Lantern be a waste of spirit crystals?

The same bookstore, different places, the difference is also very different.

"I chose the wrong one. I should try it directly at the main store." Ma Feifei sighed. The opening of the branch store tonight is doomed to fall short; even before the Miraculous Second Store is opened, the function of reading at night cannot be used in the second store. It can be open during the day, otherwise it will really be a loss to grandma's house.

You must know that Ma Feifei is now a man with a loan of 60 billion. If it weren't for Yan Qingyang's promise to lend him the money a few days ago, he might not even be able to afford the junior advanced pill.

Ma Feifei, a poor man, can't wait to break one spiritual crystal into two and use it. How can he be willing to spend a thousand spiritual crystals in one minute to open a shop that loses money?
At this time, Chang Kong also came out, looked at Ma Feifei's back, and then sat down beside Ma Feifei.

The two sat on the steps like this, looking at the gradually dark Chang'an Avenue, lonely and speechless.

"Whoo~"

The soft evening wind blows gently...

"Yawn..."

Ma Feifei couldn't hold back and sneezed.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The movement was a bit loud, and there was a bark of dogs.

But soon, the barking stopped.

"Huh?" Ma Feifei and Changkong frowned at the same time, looking to the right.

It was still empty, but there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Whoosh~"

Suddenly, a shadow melted by the moonlight, and it was fleeting.

"Whoosh~"

Immediately afterwards, several figures appeared, chasing the one in front.

"Hey~"

In the blink of an eye, the first figure had arrived in front of the Miracle Second Store.

The hands under Chang Kong's long sleeves leaned forward slightly, in a defensive posture, protecting Ma Feifei at all times.

Ma Feifei looked at the middle-aged man in a dark gray robe curiously.

He seemed to have been seriously injured, with blood flowing from his chest, his dark gray robe was somewhat torn, and his hair curled up with a hairpin was also somewhat messy.

But his eyes are very deep, as if he can read people's hearts, at least when he looks at Ma Feifei again, Ma Feifei feels as if he has seen through him.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect that there would be people sitting in front of the shops in Tianzhu City at night to enjoy the scenery.

'Whoosh~'

Three shadows following behind surrounded the middle-aged man, one with a knife, one with a sword, and one with a hammer. They were all dressed in black clothes and covered their faces.

Ma Feifei took a look at them and found that the three men in black had reached the ninth stage of Lingzun, and the middle-aged man in the middle had even reached the first stage of Lingzun.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be run by Lingzun Jiuduan.

Moreover, when great figures like Lingzun and Linghuang appeared in the lower cities, it was unnecessary to think that they must have been hunted all the way from the upper cities.

Encountered with such entanglements, Ma Feifei felt that it was better to hang on to nothing, and immediately got up to go into the bookstore.

"Hey, little brother." Suddenly the middle-aged man shouted.

No one thought that the middle-aged man would speak suddenly, so that no matter whether it was Ma Feifei or the three masked men in black, they all stopped and looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man seemed not worried about his situation at all, and walked towards Ma Feifei.

"Huh?" Chang Kong got up and took a step away, stuck between Ma Feifei and the middle-aged man, frowning slightly, staring at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said with a smile on his face: "Your Excellency misunderstood, I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to say a few words to this little brother."

Ma Feifei couldn't help curling his lips when he heard the words from behind, and secretly said: "Uncle, you are being chased and killed yourself, and you are still in the mood to chat with me? I'm afraid you have some brains!"

But Ma Feifei will definitely not say this rashly, causing unnecessary trouble for himself, but after thinking about it, he said: "If you want to say something to me, tell me quickly, I am afraid that the three of them will not be able to wait for a while." .”

As soon as Ma Feifei finished speaking, the three black-clothed masked men who had been surrounding the middle-aged man instantly poured their spiritual power into the spiritual weapon and hit the middle-aged man.

The three of them are not fools either. The reason why they surrounded and dared not move before was because they didn't know the situation clearly, and thought that Ma Feifei knew the middle-aged man; now that Ma Feifei said that, the three of them immediately understood that they didn't know each other, so naturally they didn't know each other. He will not give the middle-aged man a chance to breathe, so he will directly deal a ruthless blow and give him a fatal blow.

The middle-aged man didn't run away this time, but shook his head, and a spirit crystal appeared out of thin air in his hand; the middle-aged man just dropped the spirit crystal vertically so lightly.

'Da~'

The spirit crystal fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

'Om~'

Immediately afterwards, the spirit crystal disappeared instantly, and a wave of light scattered in all directions, and then the three men couldn't find the north, and lost their direction one by one, carefully circling in circles on the spot.

Around them, a thin layer of light ripples loomed, and it seemed that this layer of light ripples trapped them inside.

"Master Formation!" Chang Kong frowned even more when he saw this scene.

As a ninth-tier formation master, he didn't realize when this middle-aged man started laying out this formation. Obviously, the middle-aged man's formation skills are much higher than the sky.

The so-called ninth-level formation master is just a general term for the ninth-level formation masters. Just like cultivation, formations also have small levels such as early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak stage.

Especially after entering a high-level formation master, there is still a big gap between each small level.

For example, although Changkong is a master of ninth-order formations, he is actually only in the early stage of ninth-order formations. He has no way to successfully arrange many difficult formations, let alone the state of "waving hands into formations" like the middle-aged man in front of him. .

However, this formation is not advanced. The three masked men in black have been trying to break through the formation. Every time they collide, there will be a wave of light ripples, and the vibration will become bigger and bigger. Obviously, the formation cannot last long.

The middle-aged man was obviously aware of this, and quickly cupped his fists and said to Ma Feifei: "Little brother, I am quite proficient in the art of divinity. Just now, I took a quick look and found that little brother, your seal is black, your soul is floating, and your face is dead. This time It's a bad omen!"

'Ding~ Congratulations to the host for triggering a new side mission - the battle to save the god stick. '

'Mission details: Jing Xing, the deposed master of the Tianji Pavilion, is being chased and killed by an unknown organization. The host must rescue him, and let Jing Xing be reused by Qin Shihuang to restore his status as the master of the Tianji Pavilion. '

'Task Reward: Epic Quality Formation Book "Eight Arrays"'

(End of this chapter)