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Xia Wuji withdrew his momentum and said, "Deal."
Xueyi didn't expect Xia Wuji to agree so readily, which is completely different from the domineering aura he suddenly showed just now.
But since Xia Wuji was so straightforward, she didn't need to say anything, and immediately took 600 yuan of low-grade spirit stones from the storage bag on her waist.
"I only have 600 yuan of low-grade spirit stones here for the time being, how about I pay the rest with bank notes?"
"can."
Xia Wuji took the spirit stone and put it into the storage bag. In fact, it entered the black cauldron in his body in an instant, and it was rapidly turning into green energy.
There was some strangeness in Xueyi's expression, she was secretly wondering why Xia Wuji wanted so many spirit stones.
A warrior cannot absorb the aura in the spirit stone, unless there are other immortal cultivators in his family.
Or it may be used to arrange formations and the like.
But since she gave it to him, she didn't think about it any more.
Then he took out a stack of banknotes and handed them over: "The market price of Blue Moon City is 550 taels for a low-grade spirit stone, and the 400 yuan low-grade spirit stone is exactly 22 taels of silver. Please order it."
Xia Wuji took it and counted it face to face.
This transaction can be said to be full of rewards. He is in a good mood, his eyes shine, and a smile blooms on his face.
Xueyi quietly touched her face,
Is this face really old?
Such a pretty face couldn't attract the boy at all, it seemed far less attractive than the silver ticket in his hand.
Xueyi felt a little defeated.
"I remember that people from Zhenmasi were also on board this time. Where are they?"
Xueyi asked.
"They're upstairs."
Xia Wuji put away the banknotes, raised his head and said.
"Why don't they come down?"
Xueyi asked.
Xia Wuji shook his head, "They can't come down."
Xueyi was taken aback, "Can't come down? What's going on?"
"Sister Xueyi, go up and take a look and you'll know. Please."
Saying that, Xia Wuji made a gesture of invitation.
Xueyi turned and walked up the steps, Xia Wuji followed behind.
Seeing Xueyi's twisting waist and plump buttocks in front of her, Xia Wuji's eyes moved.
The woman turned her back to him, with the empty door wide open, almost undefended, and at such a close distance, he felt confident that she would blow her up with one punch.
But he didn't have any plans to kill demons.
Although she suspected that Xueyi might be a demon, it was just a suspicion.
Besides, even if it was a monster, the other party didn't think badly about him, so why should he do anything extra.
Blue Moon City has the City Lord's Mansion, the Tianying Pavilion and the Fairy Pavilion guarded by the imperial court. There are so many immortals here, he doesn't believe that no one has discovered that Xueyi from Rougefang is a demon.
The water in Blue Moon City is very deep.
Therefore, Xia Wuji didn't want to create unnecessary incidents, he just wanted to improve his cultivation well, so that he wouldn't be eaten to nothing in this world where demons and ghosts were rampant.
As soon as they reached the first floor, a group of beautiful women surrounded them, looking at Xueyi and Xia Wuji with strange expressions.
So fast?
Xueyi immediately knew what these women were thinking, rolled her eyes coquettishly, and then said, "I'll go upstairs to have a look, you stay below."
"Yes."
A group of beauties responded pretty lively.
Upstairs, seeing the clothes and the powder in the clothes all over the floor, Xueyi's expression was shocked, and she blurted out: "Demon!"
Xia Wuji was taken aback, "What ghost?"
Xueyi said with a dignified expression: "Only ghosts can devour the essence and soul of a person's body."
Then he looked at Xia Wuji with a puzzled look on his face, "How can you be all right with them?"
Xia Wuji spread his hands and said, "How do I know, maybe ghosts are afraid of me."
"Are ghosts afraid of people?"
Xueyi sneered, "You can only deceive children with your words."
"If ghosts were afraid of people, there wouldn't be so many people dying. There must be something in you that ghosts fear or fear, and that's why."
Xia Wuji was noncommittal.
Then she said to Xueyi: "Sister Xueyi, please inform Zhenmensi and ask them to send someone here. We need to explain the matter here in person."
Cheng Shan and others died inexplicably on the Xiuyue Painting Boat. It is necessary for him to come with them and explain what happened.
Xueyi didn't make things difficult for him, and replied: "Okay."
Then he turned and went down.
Xia Wuji didn't know how she would notify Zhenmasi, but he knew that Yanzhifang must have special contact methods with these special departments.
Sure enough, not long after, someone came.
A young man in his early thirties wearing a brocade suit, a middle-aged man in his 40s wearing a black bunt shirt, and two entourages with swords.
Xia Wuji had just seen this young man in brocade clothes and the middle-aged man in black clothes at Zhenmasi tonight.
The young man in brocade clothes is Tan Jian, the director of the Zhenmagic Department, and the middle-aged man is Xiao Sanlang, the captain of the second brigade.
Xia Wuji stepped forward and cupped his fists and said, "I've seen Mr. Director."