LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
33.CLASS 3 PILLS.
Long Jiu nodded while taking out a bottle, “Did someone from the Tan clan get hurt?”
Recovery Pills were grade 3 pills, not too expensive and not too common, worth a minimum of a hundred thousand spirit stones. But since Tan Wen Hong wanted it, Long Jiu would definitely agree to it.
What was the value of this pill when the two were as close as brothers and there was even a 10 million debt binding them?
Tan Wen Hong took the pill then cupped his hands, “Thank you, brother Jiu and the elders. I'll go now.”
“Damn punk, this was your goal all along.” Long Jiu cursed, “You interrupted us for a little pill, so now you have to bear my punishment.”
Tan Wen Hong laughed as he fired her, “Then, I will tell you something else. The Valley of Hell will strike in two days. Better to increase security. ”
Then he came out laughing.
Long Jie and Long Kui looked at Tan Wen Hong who was very happy to come out and knew that she had a pleasant conversation, which only made the hearts of the two sour.
The fact that a child like him had more right to join the gathering of elders than they did, irritated them, especially Long Kui.
The blonde-haired elder stroked his beard, keeping Tan Wen Hong's figure in his eyes, “Brothers, this boy has a smart appearance, while every word he spoke was carefully considered. So young yet so skilled. I don't want to wonder whose student he is. The Shrouded Dragon Pavilion should contact its master.”
Both nod.
On the other hand, Tan Wen Hong went straight home. Along the way, he even saw some suspicious people wandering around.
A great fight will soon erupt.
He immediately returned to Tan Yunchang.p
Thanks to the old man's direction, Tan Yunchang now knows the ups and downs of past events and begins to sympathize and relate to them
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As both of them suffered at the hands of the same enemy, their alliance became even more solid.
Tan Wen Hong casually saw this and threw the bottle to the Mountain Lord, “Take this. Hopefully you will reach your peak in a short time. ”
“What is this?” Lei Yuting asked.
“Pil Recovery!”
He knows its value. Even if Blackwind Mountain was robbed for an entire year, they would still be unable to gather spirit stones to pay for it.
Yet he threw such a precious pill just like that.
Is the Tab clan that rich?
Looking through him, Tan Yunchang patted Lei Yuting's hand, “Saudari Yuting, calm down. The Shrouded Dragon Pavilion owes us 10 million. A grade 3 pill is nothing! ”
Lei Yuting's surprise left him agape.
No wonder the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion protected them for free.
Wait, is Cloud Manor that rich?
But Tan Wen Hong rolled his eyes towards Tan Yunchang's bright smile.
Women are all the same. They all like to compare.
Meanwhile, in the dark room of the Sun clan sat four people.
The three of them hid their faces, despite being unable to hide the vile energy they released, while the fourth was the 8th elder of the Hell Valley, Condor Jian Fan.
The handsome youth standing before them with a sinister smile was Yang Ming.
Also known as You Ming in the Valley of Hell.
“You Ming,” Elder Jian started, “You hid for over a decade in Blackwind Mountain. You have done well! But this is not a job for a girl.”
“There was an incident, but it's been taken care of!” You Ming smiled.
Whooshing sound!
A black light trailed his face, spitting out blood.
You Ming was surprised Elder Jian would attack him.
Staring at him, Elder Jian said heartlessly, “This secret plan has been running for a decade. If your overconfidence ruins the house plan, I'll make you beg for death.