Chapter 379 Yes, Sell It

Jingyue is Su Qi's senior sister, and she can be regarded as her family sister. It doesn't matter if Jiang Zuo calls her Jingyue sister or Jingjing sister.

This is a normal seniority relationship, and he will definitely not refuse.

But before his identity is exposed, do you want him to go online forcibly?

it's out of the question.

Not to mention not being exposed, but being exposed, Jiang Zuo is unwilling to go online, and Sister Jingyue is useless.

Unless Suki asked, he could do whatever he wanted, he was free.

But it's useless even if Su Qi invites him to go online now. If he goes online, maybe Su Qi will come back soon after biu.

When the time comes, hehe.

At this time, Jiang Zuo had already arrived at the open space, and once he entered the open space, it was naturally impossible to retreat.

And there were two other people in the open space. These two people were not in the same group. Coincidentally, Jiang Zuo knew one of them.

One of these two people is a middle-aged man who should be a swordsman, and the other is a handsome young man.

Jiang Zuo had seen this person before, it was Nangong Sui who confronted him last time in the extended area of ​​the ancient battlefield.

Jiang Zuo's storage ring was still obtained from him.

Seeing Jiang Zuo, Nangong Sui was obviously taken aback.

My heart can't help but become active.

As for Poxiao, it's hard to say whether it's good luck or bad luck, anyway, this person is hard to deal with.

Especially now that you can't see the cultivation base.

As for the middle-aged swordsman, this man has an arrogant face, showing off two swords from time to time, and it doesn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp.

Not long after Jiang Zuo came in, Taoist Mang Python and the others also followed.

They all held a magic weapon in their hands, but everyone was a little embarrassed.

Presumably the restriction is not so easy to break.

And seeing other people, Taoist Mang Python and the others also became vigilant.

Nangong Sui said at this time: "Fellow daoists,

It's not easy for everyone to come in Xianangongshatter.

Let me explain in advance, I am not interested in spirit cards, everyone else depends on their own abilities, as long as they get them, how about not interfering with each other? "

The middle-aged sword cultivator then said: "I'm not interested in anything, I just keep going, but if you hinder me, don't blame me for being rude."

He is the Northern Sky Swordsman of the lineage of sword repair, with a sixth-level cultivation base.

So he is very confident, and he is here to practice swords, and he is really not interested in anything else.

Jiang Zuo said directly: "As you wish."

They can do whatever they like, and he doesn't care, as long as they don't get in his way.

Hearing these people's opinions, Nangong Sui was secretly happy.

He's low-key, humble, and tactful.

Because he wants the safe space, the rest he depends on luck.

With his luck, the latter benefits are definitely the most. Of course, he will also leave some for these people.

In order to maintain stability.

He has been lucky since he was a child, and he almost never encounters a real desperate situation. Last time he almost died in the qualification battlefield, but he escaped smoothly.

At most, I paid something.

He doesn't care.

And with his luck, the spirit card might finally come to him.

But he will give it away, because he has no shortage of this thing.

The most important thing is stability.

And the sword cultivator just dismissed these people, only the third rank.

It's just that he can't see through Jiang Zuo, but it shouldn't be strong.

At this time, Taoist Mang Python came to Jiang Zuo and asked, "Fellow Daoist Poxiao must be short of spirit stones, right?"

Jiang Zuo looked at Taoist Mang Python curiously, why is he not short of commissions?

Taoist Mang Python understood Jiang Zuo's meaning, and said again: "Since you are short of fellow Taoists, why don't you need magic weapons?

I see fellow daoists are quite accomplished in restraint. "

Jiang Zuo couldn't help but said, "What's the use of that kind of garbage?"

Taoist Maniac: "..."

Finally, Taoist Mang Python said again: "Yes, sell it."

Jiang Zuo: "..."

Oh yes, now that I think about it, it can be sold.

But to whom?

Does anyone dare to buy his magic weapon?

In the last life, no one dared to buy his things. He got what he wanted, even if he didn't need to trade.

Because no one would dare.

Tianling Jiufeng offered it with both hands, and other strong men bowed their heads to contribute.

Wherever he went, no one dared to make any demands on him.

Even if there is such a person, he will probably die.

So picking up magic weapons and selling them didn't even give him much thought.

Buying and selling has been done once.

Finally Jiang Zuo asked: "Are these things worth money?"

Taoist Maniac nodded.

There is no such thing as a magic weapon that is worthless.

Even the second and third tiers are worth money.

Basically, you need to start with three or four products.

Jiang Zuo nodded: "That's it, then I want it all."

Taoist Maniac: "..."

Misty: "..."

Lake line: "..."

All? real or fake?

They can be robbed, if they are all a bit more difficult?

And there are two third-orders over there, they are not fuel-efficient lamps, are they?

That swordsman is very strong, anyone can see it.

Moreover, the basic combat power of sword cultivators at the same level is relatively high.

He should be the strongest among these people.

But if Jiang Zuo wanted to say that, they had no choice. Now they mainly wanted to see how to go, because the open space they were in didn't have any roads, and there was no entrance to speak of.

Yep, they're all stuck here.

Nangong Sui felt that with his luck, there would always be someone to help.

Beitian Swordsman doesn't care even more, as long as he can practice sword occasionally, the longer he stays, the happier he is and the higher the success rate.

And he discovered that he couldn't break through the limit, so there was a success rate.

Once it surpasses the third level, it is impossible to practice the North Sky Seven Swords again.

Jiang Zuo is different from them. He won't wait for others to solve it, and he doesn't want to stay here too long. Going home early is the kingly way.

Answering the phone at this time is easy to expose.

There is a lot of open space here, and Jiang Zuo came directly to the middle.

He found that the people who could come were probably here.

As for whether there are other people, this Jiang Zuo doesn't know, even if there are, they probably won't be able to come.

Let's all enter the ancient battlefield.

Simply put, they should all be dead.

In such a large open space surrounded by walls, the most dangerous thing is of course the sound.

As soon as Jiang Zuo and the others arrived in the middle, Nangong Sui also came over. He knew that his luck had come, and whether he could enter the next place was up to this person.

At this time Jiang Zuo said: "Let's start defense, it's better to target the sound wave."

The Taoist Mang Python opened his defense without saying a word, and enveloped Jiang Zuo by the way.

Others were skeptical, but they also opened.

Nangong Sui is also very knowledgeable.

Only the Northern Sky Swordsman ignored it.

And just as Jiang Zuo's defense was activated, a silent sound wave struck instantly.

hum...

At this moment, everyone will be shrouded in this sound wave.

This sonic power, because of the venue, instantly surpassed the third level.

The defenses of Wu Xi and Hu Xing were shattered in an instant, and before they had time to react, they shattered their eardrums.

"Ahhhhhhh." Just like that, they fell to the ground and screamed.

Taoist Mang Python worriedly said: "Fellow Daoist Poxiao..."

"I can't die." Jiang Zuo said casually.

As for Nangong Sui, nothing happened, he was lucky, he had a special defensive magic weapon to suppress sound waves.