Su Yue shook his head.
As a wangjue, he has the right to continue, the radar must keep burning through the night.
Su Yue was worried about the middle-pressure battle tactics.
As for the number of tis to the Lower Spirit Pool, that's no big deal.
With his ability, going down 10 tis in a row is not a problem.
"You..."
Bao Dachang was so angry it hurt his liver.
What kind of weirdo is this?
Why are you so intent on self-destruction? Isn't living well good enough? It's not like you're in a rush to reincarnate tomorrow.
"Du Jing's Book, co over here."
Du Jing's Book was still dazing in the crowd when suddenly, Su Yue called him, looking bewildered, to a nearby corner.
A bewildered Du Jing's Book looked at Su Yue, confused.
What's this guy up to?
"Brother Du, co... open your Beast Selection Waist Bag."
Su Yue said mysteriously.
"What for? Robbing !"
Du Jing's Book always carried his Beast Selection Waist Bag with him, and upon hearing Su Yue speak, he quickly hid his belongings behind him.
Although they were friends, necessary caution couldn't be ignored.
"Look at you, all timid. I just wanted to simply admire you."
Su Yue piled on a fake smile.
"Admire ?
"Well, that's sothing you should admire."
"Let make it clear, it's you who wanted to open the Beast Selection Waist Bag, not flaunting.
"I'm not one of those show-off commoners."
Du Jing's Book thought about it for a mont and then opened the Beast Selection Waist Bag.
Hiss!
At that mont, Su Yue took a sharp breath.
Rich dog.
This group of obnoxious rich second-generation kids, enjoying a life of luxury and indulgence that makes one itch to take over.
So many Tangzhu Pills.
Just seeing them made Su Yue want to commit murder.
And there's also the disguise dicine to mimic the Yangxiang Race, very expensive, not universal even in Divine Land, only these rich dogs can afford it.
The last ti Du Jing's Book snatched back a truckload of source minerals, it was thanks to this disguise dicine.
He brought it this ti to Jiangyuan Country too, probably fearing that if any war breaks out, he could disguise himself to escape.
"Du Jing's Book, lend so pills to eat."
Su Yue finally revealed his true intentions.
His own few premium Tangzhu Pills were hard to digest, they disappeared quickly, and moreover, life-saving requires premium Tangzhu Pills.
Du Jing's Book, this rich dog's dicine is too much for him to digest.
"No way."
Du Jing's Book shook his head firmly.
His expression read a clear ssage: There's absolutely no room for negotiation.
"Why? Damn, aren't we friends?"
Su Yue reprimanded.
Is this friendship glued with scraps of paper?
Even if it's a plastic friendship, you should at least fabricate a reason.
Such a resolute rejection, I can't even implent my money borrowing tactic.
"Of course, it's because of jealousy.
"If you take the dicine, your cultivation gets stronger, leaving further behind. I'd have to be out of my mind to assist a tyrant."
Du Jing's Book sincerely expressed his anger.
You borrow my pills for cultivation, outshine , and then co back to flaunt it?
How cheap am I!
"Du Jing's Book, how could I consider you a good friend?
"I even planned to have you cultivate the butcher Grandmaster Chain, let you experience the feeling of a Third-Grade Killing Grandmaster.
"Turns out you're so stingy and narrow-minded, lacking any responsibility as a high, handso, rich guy. You lack the poise of an excellent committee cadre."
Su Yue was pained and disappointed.
"If you refine your words a bit, I'll reconsider."
Du Jing's Book furrowed his brow, seemingly making a decision.
"I'll let you cultivate the butcher Grandmaster Chain, let you experience Third-Grade Killing Grandmaster.
"Is that enough?
"You'll be in the spotlight for a long ti."
Su Yue repeated.
"Not this sentence."
Du Jing's Book shook his head.
Hiss...
Snap...
"Du Jing's Book, don't you have any responsibility as a high, handso, rich guy."
Su Yue clenched his fist, finally finding the focus.
This vain dog wants to be complinted.
"Refine it a bit more."
Du Jing's Book actually took out a small mirror.
"High, handso, rich."
Su Yue refined it to the extre.
"Trim the top and tail, say it again."
Du Jing's Book was still unsatisfied.
"You resemble Pan An, a man of good looks, exceptional deanor, elegant and dashing. Can you be straightforward? I'm desperate to cultivate."
Su Yue was filled with anger.
How could soone be so narcissistic?
Throwing away all dignity.
Speaking against one's conscience, why does it hurt so much?
As a genuine handso guy, praising soone else's beauty feels like enduring a brutal punishnt.
"Your handsoness lacks specifics. Your description is too superficial. How handso am I? Make it more concrete."
Du Jing's Book picked up a Tangzhu Pill and lightly slled it.
"24K handso, pure handso..."
Su Yue took a deep breath.
If Du Jing's Book dragged on any longer, he planned to rob him, after all, there were no caras around, so he wouldn't admit it.
What martial artist's robbery could be called robbery?
That's borrowing.
"I'll lend you 30 pills, rember to return them. Considering your habit of honesty, I'll waive the interest.
"This heavy friendship sotis is such a burden."
Du Jing's Book shook his head and put away the small mirror.
At this ti, Su Yue's hand had already grabbed into the Beast Selection Waist Bag.
Extrely rude, extrely unqualified.
"Su Yue, leave my disguise dicine, you've gone too far..."
Grabbing quite a bit of dicine, Su Yue took off running.
He rushed to cultivate eagerly.
The seventh ti.
Indeed, in broad daylight, Su Yue rushed into the Spirit Pool again in a hurry.
It was the seventh ti.
Du Jing's Book looked heartbroken and began to count his treasures.
Damn it.
This ti Su Yue screwed him over.
The ears of handso guys are soft; if it weren't for the favor of the butcher Grandmaster Chain, Du Jing's Book wouldn't give Su Yue any pills.
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