The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 1738: Selling coffins

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Wang Meng quietly gave Yi Jiantian and Jianhong one of the Daoyuan he obtained.

Yi Jiantian and Jianhong were pleasantly surprised. They also participated in the fight, but they didn't grab one. It's not that Wan Jianzong's power is not good, but that there is no chance.

Yi Jiantian didn't expect that the great opportunity of this day would be in Bai Wujiu, so happy that Yi Jiantian almost confessed Wang Meng.

Wang Meng just intends to stay in Wan Jianzong and go out for his practice, instead of staying in one place. Another essential part of cultivation is resources.

"Resources! Resources!" Xian'er sat at the foot of the mountain and howled.

Yi Jiantian on the mountain has a headache. The key is that Wan Jianzong's resources cannot be moved. With Wang Meng and Xian'er's appetite, Wan Jianzong can be eaten poorly.

Suddenly, the spirit stone fell from the sky, and a big push of the spirit stone buried Xian'er.

"There is a treasure shop five hundred miles away from here, where there are many geniuses and treasures. Go and try your luck." Yi Jiantian's voice came.

"Huh? Really? But, can this little spirit stone buy a hair?" Xian'er crawled out of the pile of spirit stones.

"That's why I let you try your luck." Yi Jiantian said.

"Why are you the head? Why are you so poor? Not as good as my master. My master has a lot of treasures. I ate for three years before I ate them all." Xian'er took away with dissatisfaction. Lingshi.

"Huh? Have you eaten it all?" Yi Jiantian's voice trembled.

Can the three high ancestors have less resources? Eat it up in three years? My goodness, this is too edible. If this is to eat Wanjianzong, it is estimated that it will be bald in one day.

"Just pick it!" Xian'er ignored Yi Jiantian and went to Ziyun Peak to find her brother.

In the city of Treasure Square, there is a bustling flow of people, and there are densely scattered stalls and shops.

Because there are so many geniuses and treasures here, there is a lot of aura here.

But cultivation is forbidden here, for fear of taking away the spiritual energy of the treasure.

Here, magic weapon, magic medicine, spirit beast, everything is there.

They are all valuable.

There are indeed many good things, but Wang Meng and Xian'er can't afford them.

"Brother? Isn't this greedy for me? I can only watch but not eat." Xian'er was very depressed.

"It seems that we need to get more spirit stones." Wang Meng felt the same.

Suddenly there was a commotion in front of him, and there was an angry curse.

Xian'er likes to watch the excitement more than Wang Meng, and rushes over with a swish.

Wang Meng followed closely behind.

Several people are kicking a dirty old man.

These people are wearing brown bodysuits, brown boots, and golden vests with the word "Emperor" on them.

Jinyiwei? Royal family?

Wang Meng was taken aback.

The cultivation level of these Jinyiwei is not high.

A young man in a golden robe of Panlong pointed at the old man on the floor with a folding fan and yelled: "Kill this old immortal, how dare you sell the coffin to this prince?"

There are a lot of people watching the excitement around, and some people argue that this person is the tenth son and tenth prince of the emperor of the early world.

"My prince? My good intentions. No matter the material or the workmanship of this coffin, my coffin is absolutely unique throughout the ages. And the length and size are just right for you. You can't die now, you will die sooner or later, so prepare in advance. My asking price is not high. As long as ten thousand spirit stones, I still buy one and get one free. You don't lose! Why don't you beat me if you don't buy it?" The old man covered his head with both hands, and his body was covered with big footprints.

"You cursed the prince to die? Cut off his limbs and cut off his tongue. Kill him again!" The prince was furious, and his handsome face was transformed.

Huh!

A Jinyiwei's long sword is out of its sheath and is about to start.

"Stop!" Suddenly a little figure shot out, ping-pong, kicking a few Jinyiwei.

The speed was too fast, and the prince was shocked.

The little figure stopped, it was a little girl.

"Bold! Do you dare to attack Jin Yiwei?" Seeing that he was a child, the tenth prince came back arrogantly.

"Isn't it Jin Yiwei? This lady has also been the deputy factory owner of the East Factory. What kind of thing is Jin Yiwei?" Xian'er looked at the ten princes with her small hands on hips and big eyes. Finally, her eyes fixed on the ten princes' hands. Take the ring.

Xian'er's eyes turned green and her saliva came out.

"Come on, take it for me." The ten princes were furious.

"Bang!"

The ten princes have been kicked flying by Xian'er before he finished speaking.

Wow!

Swish.

Xianer pounced on like a tiger, first slapped the ring, and then stripped off his clothes. In the end, the ten princes were left with only one big satin pants.

Xian'er pulled the big pants off, because she thought the pants were of good quality and should be worth a little money.

Xian'er is very poor and crazy.

But the ten prince was ashamed, and he clutched his pants tightly and yelled in horror: "Help! I'm playing a gangster, catch a female gangster."

The onlookers roared with laughter.

Hahahaha!

The old man selling coffins with a bruised nose and swollen face, actually sat on the ground and laughed. He laughed straight to the ground, and the dust was dusty, and tears came out of his eyes.

Wang Meng's service can't do it, Xian'er is really a tiger! Is the old man the second?

Wang Meng hurriedly stopped: "The pants I wore are worthless, aren't there a few brocade guards?"

Wow!

Xian'er only let the ten princes go, and pounced on the few Jinyiwei who had just got up.

A few Jinyiwei, in the end only the pants are left.

"Fuck! Don't bully people any more and cut your bulls!" Xian'er shouted, returning with a load.

Wang Meng almost fell on the ground.

There was another burst of laughter from the people watching the excitement around.

The common people are just like this. The more it concerns people with high-level status, the more interested it is.

The ten princes ran away dingy with someone.

"Old man? You opened the coffin shop?" Xian'er was kind and raised up the dirty old man.

"I don't open the coffin shop, I sell the coffins. I made two of them and sold them." The old man seemed to be unscathed and full of energy.

"Old man, you should go home! Don't sell it when you are so old!" Wang Meng kindly took out some spiritual stones and handed them to the old man.

I don’t know, the old man is anxious: "How do you say it? What do you tell me to sell? Who do you think of me? Besides, when I am so old, I am selling, can anyone buy it?"

People around are laughing again.

Wang Meng was speechless.

Xian'er got angry: "Old guy? Don't bite Lu Dongbin. You don't know good people. Next time you get beaten, we will see it, and we won't do it. Brother! Let's go!"

Xian'er took Wang Meng and left.

Wang Meng also served the old man, and followed Xian'er.

"Hey, don't go! I think you are kind people, I have decided, and I will follow you later." The old man chased after him.

"Mom! Brother? We seem to have met someone who touched porcelain!" Xian'er took Wang Meng and ran away.

There were a lot of people in Fangshi, and after a while, the two of them dumped the old man.

"Brother? Let's not bother about my business in the future. I found that some old people nowadays have also failed to learn. They are leaning on the old and selling the old and disrespecting the old." Xian'er had a lingering fear.

"Oh! The world is impermanent, and people's hearts are not ancient!" Wang Meng felt the same way.