Exploding favorite cute concubine: the evil king is a little reserved

Chapter 171 My sword is not sold to dogs

Then I went to a trading center, found a place to sit down, and yelled: "Sell the sword, sell the sword, my family's ancestral magic weapon, the price is [-] low-grade spirit stones!"

Most of the monks do transactions quietly waiting for the other party to come forward to buy, because everyone is a monk, they think they are superior, and they don't want to shout like a commoner.

As a result, Gu Qingqing's voice attracted most people's attention, causing many people's eyes to rush directly towards her.

Gu Qingqing didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Everyone saw that it was just a pretty little girl, but they also looked away, there was no embarrassment.

At this moment, An Shuangshuang and Feng Ran walked over. They are disciples of Daotian Sect. In fact, there are many magical weapons in the teacher's Sect.

It's just that An Shuangshuang was unlucky. In the later competition, Kongtong Chu Yunfei chopped off the sword at once. After all, the opponent's strength is too strong, and she still has no way to blame him.

So I invited my senior sister to go to the trading market to see what magical artifacts are available.

As a result, she heard shouting all of a sudden, and looked over according to the sound, and saw the sword in Gu Qingqing's hand. The blade was inlaid with sapphires, which was her favorite.

She fell in love right away.

"How many spirit stones do you have for this sword?" An Shuangshuang took a look at Gu Qingqing as soon as she came over. She was dressed very luxuriously, especially the jewelry on her body showed luxury.

A pretty face is pink, with a bit of childishness, which shows that she is not very old.

But also because it is not a uniform, jewelry, which may be a status symbol in the mortal world, but in the cultivation world, those are all cumbersome.

Just look at Senior Sister Feng, three thousand blue silks are held up by a hosta hairpin at the back of her head, and the rest hang down naturally.

This is the goddess sought after by everyone in the cultivation world. Seeing Gu Qingqing's attire, An Shuangshuang didn't say anything, but her expression was unavoidable.

Based on the principle that the visitor is the visitor, Gu Qingqing said: "This sword has a thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

She said with a sweet smile on her face.

This time, An Shuangshuang's face turned cold, "Do you think I don't know the market situation? Most of the swords only buy five hundred spirit stones. If you want one thousand, are you crazy about money?" ?”

An Shuangshuang raised her voice this time, and the person who had already forgotten about Gu Qingqing once again cast a salute of attention.

An Shuangshuang was a little proud.

She really likes swords, but a thousand low-grade spirit stones are too expensive.

Gu Qingqing was quite helpless, "I said no second price, if you can't afford it, you can leave!"

The clothes on An Shuangshuang belonged to Daotianmen. Everyone knew that in the realm of comprehension, although Daotianmen was not as good as the three schools of Kongtong, Kunlun, and Qingyun.

But it is also a very powerful sect other than these three major sects.

Gu Qingqing actually mocked her for not being able to afford it.

At this moment, before An Shuangshuang made a move to say anything, Fengran took a thousand low-grade spirit stones and threw them on the ground.

"Junior Sister, take the sword away!"

Fengran is the elder sister of Daotianmen, who is highly regarded by the teacher, rich and powerful, arrogant and glamorous.

She simply felt that Gu Qingqing's statement that she couldn't afford it really insulted the reputation of Daotianmen, so she just threw the Lingshi down.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to humiliate Gu Qingqing.

People around laughed softly.

Gu Qingqing froze for a moment, and held the sword in An Shuangshuang's arms.

"I'm sorry, I don't sell my sword to dogs, should I go somewhere else?" Gu Qingqing said slowly.

(End of this chapter)