A mere guard is a little stronger than a swordsman who blocks the road.

Naturally, his cultivation level is not bad at all.

The swordsman who stopped him was slightly stunned, and his eyes quickly swept over Su Qinwu and his group.

Su Qinwu and Dongfang Hongyin stood side by side, with a square temperament around them, but they had a faint sense of sharpness. This is definitely not the temperament that people in the lower realm have.

Pang Litian, who was following, seemed to have a word written all over his body: expensive!

Not to mention the big manager, the pressure around them is enough to make their legs weak.

More than ten maids and servants followed behind, which was so powerful.

Even if they were not from the Domain Lord's Mansion from the Twelve Domains or were not the ones they could move, the swordsman who blocked the road immediately retreated: "I dare not. Please, Miss!"

Su Qinwu snorted lightly and got off the boat with a proud look.

In order to shock everyone, she walked very elegantly, but at a very fast speed. After half a quarter of an hour, she sat in the room of the domain ship from the seventh domain to the eighth domain.

As soon as the door was closed, a "puff" sound was heard.

She turned her face and found that Dongfang Hongyin was gone, leaving only clothes on the floor.

She picked up her clothes and saw the little white fox covered underneath, which seemed to be a little smaller than before.

She picked it up and put it on the bed, but found that there were a few strands of hair stuck to her hands.

Su Qinwu: “…”

So, is it so weak that it can't even maintain its hair?

Su Qinwu originally planned to find an opportunity to let him leave after getting on the boat, but seeing how he was, if he forced him to leave, it would be like forcing him to die.

But she could also let him forcefully absorb her spiritual energy, otherwise her spiritual core would explode before it died.

Su Qinwu was silent for a while, turned around and walked into the Gong room that she had in the room, and then her spiritual sense entered the Qingling Crystal Space.

There were several trees in the space that had fruits, one of which was the Qixia fruit that Lan Zeyi had eaten for her. She went to pick a few fruits, took a look at the ancient trees of Wanxiang, and poured it some of the herbal spiritual liquid that Lan Zeyi had specially left for it, and then she left the space.

She washed the fruit and took it out, and said to the dying little white fox: "Can you eat it?"

The Qixia Fruit is a rare product among the sixth-grade spiritual fruit. It is like a pearl as big as a walnut. It tastes delicious and sweet. The fruit contains extremely pure spiritual power of seven attributes, including gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder.

The little white fox opened his mouth and replied weakly: "Yes."

Su Qinwu asked, "Are you rich?"

Seeing the little white fox's expression slightly stunned, she repeated: "It's okay to give it to you, but I want to collect money."

The little white fox was a little dazed.

This word is not only strange.

It is still very far away for the dignified Heavenly Fox.

No one ever talks about money with him, especially young and beautiful girls.

As long as he is willing to smile at them, they want to take out all their hearts to him.

Is this a fox falls into the sun and is not as good as a rat?

He grinded his teeth: "How much does it cost?"

Su Qinwu's purpose is not to make money from him, but she does not trust men and good women. It is impossible for her to let the sky-high-priced spiritual fruits sold outside to anyone she met on the road who had no idea what the details were.

Besides, she felt that the Qingling Crystal Space should belong to Lan Zeyi, and she was just helping him take care of it for the time being.

She thought for a moment: "A three hundred spirit coin."

The little white fox never cared about the spirit coins and immediately agreed: "Yes."

It raised its hand with difficulty, trying to get the spirit coins from the storage ring. Suddenly, it thought of something and put down its hand again, with a miserable and pitiful expression: "I have no money now."
Chapter completed!