The Immortal Lord shook his head quickly.

But his eyes were unable to move away and stared at Zuyuan Stone.

She had planned the matter of improving the level of the Immortal Soul Scepter for a few years ago.

It took a lot of time and energy and the grooves were already opened.

Unfortunately, how expensive and rare are materials that can improve the grade of Taoist instruments?

Even if the Immortal Soul Palace has accumulated over tens of thousands of years, it only has a medium-grade Taoist weapon, Immortal Soul Scepter.

Not to mention the top-grade Taoist ancestral origin stone?

This thing can be thrown into the Great Wilderness Realm, and can make the Immortal Soul Palace, the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace directly beat me so hard that I didn’t even know my own children.

"That's not?"

Qin Lang weighed the ancestral origin stone in his hand and stared at the Immortal Lord with a smirk.

"You want it! Why don't you?"

The reserve in the immortal master's heart suddenly disappeared.

What kind of face does she have in front of Qin Lang?

The pride in my heart collapsed after being hurt by it.

As long as Qin Lang gives it.

She dared to ask for it.

"Give me!"

The Immortal Lord stepped forward and took the initiative to ask for the ancestral origin stone.

"Let the Immortal Soul Scepter improve the level, and my combat power will be of no harm to you."

"If you don't want it, don't give it to you, you insist on it. Did you still want it? After staying with Lu Qing'er for a long time, your temper began to attract each other and become a gangster?"

Qin Lang grabbed the Zuyuan Stone into his palm and touched it on his cheek, "Fair exchange, kiss me and give you a Zuyuan Stone."

Where can the Immortal Lord have any hesitation?

He took a step forward, held Qin Lang's cheek, and his bright lips were heavily engraved on it.

Baji! Baji!

One mouthful, two mouthfuls, three or four mouthfuls, five mouthfuls, six mouthfuls, seven or eight mouthfuls.

Nine mouths, ten mouths, eleven mouths, and no rouge can be seen.

"I kissed eleven in total, give me eleven ancestral origin stones."

The Immortal Lord was not angry that Qin Lang changed his face to lips.

He was so angry that he was embarrassed.

Puff.

At this moment, Ningxiang felt that the perfect time for her to bubbling was coming.

I couldn't help but make a sound.

Seeing Qin Lang and the Immortal Lord, he immediately lowered his head.

He is submissive and dare not speak out.

Bang!

Qin Lang kicked Ningxiang over with a kick.

The soles of her feet were stepping on Ningxiang's heart.

Step on it hard.

From time to time, it was like a singer stepping on a cigarette butt, repeatedly crushing it.

"When is it your turn to laugh at me, your maid?!"

Qin Lang frowned and moved the soles of his feet viciously from his heart to Ningxiang's face.

The heel covered Ningxiang's lips, which made her not even have the chance to speak.
Chapter completed!