It's a God

"If your Sword Soul Stone could be cheaper, I would like ten of them!" Ning Xiaojue raised her eyebrows and saw that the person coming was holding a broken sword and forcing her to sell it at a reduced price. She hurriedly pulled the man out. "Immortal... Immortal, Immortal Lord? I have offended you just now. I hope the shopkeeper will atone for my sins and say goodbye!" The man hurriedly put down the silver coins and ran away without having time to take away the things. Xingyun, who was overflowing with fairy spirit, had a headache and walked away with a dark face: "Zhaike doesn't care about my face..." Hum~ Opening a small shop under the Xiuxian sect, there is no backstage, how can you have the nerve to hang out? !