Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

There was a beast skin sac on the belt, followed by Chu and ten numb slaves, and Chutian walked into a protective gear shop.

After the cooperation contract was reached with the 36th, the old black bear waved and handed the ten slaves to Chutian, becoming a subordinate of his immediate family.

At the same time, it was allocated to Chutian, and there was a 10,000-year-old Lingjing in the kit.

Chutian has a half-day time, using this Wan Lingjing to give himself, to prepare some equipment for the ten slaves, to prepare for this joint spring hunting.

The old black bear just gave 10,000 Lingjing to Chutian, but there was nothing extra. Regardless of whether Chu Tian put all of this Wan Lingjing on himself, or gave the ten slaves a rain and dew, he gave it to Chu Tian himself to decide.

"Big trading? Can let the thirty-six old black bears join hands, big business means big risks, no matter what, first save life?" Chu Tian looked at the ten slaves behind him, they are all in peace The cultivation of the environment, the safety of the nine worlds, they all have six levels of refining and even seven levels of refining the level of dirty.

These slaves can be a lot stronger than those of the blood-killing fortress.

But the scum of the blood-killing fortress is full of bad water and a suffocating temper. Although they have low strength, they are still motivated to survive and struggle. And the slaves of the ten hunting corps, they are like the ten zombies, if not breathing and heartbeat, Chu Tianzhen thought they were a group of dead!

They just live by instinct. They may not be able to figure out why they are alive, whether they are still alive, or too lazy to figure it out. Sadness is more than death, the hearts of these guys have long rotted into mud.

"It seems that I should, with this million Lingjing funds, give me a decent set of equipment, which at least can make my chances of surviving several times. Anyway, look at your group of guys, and don't want to live. Chutian swayed his head slightly at the ten slaves: "Just, I can't do anything like this."

Turning around, Chutian walked to a row of shelves in the armor shop, carefully looking at the dozens of half-length soft armor and supporting mirrors placed on the shelves.

Ten thousand Lingjing, only a lot, said a lot less, Chu Tian a few days ago to get a general understanding of the price level of the old bear hole, this Wan Lingjing if piled on a person, you can complete a set of poles Good equipment, but now, there are ten people in Chutian.

All-metal, fully enclosed heavy armor, that is certainly not expected, but these light, smart half-length soft armor, plus the focus on strengthening the critical defense of the deadly defense, but also some head.

The shopkeeper of the armor shop, a young man with a height of less than six feet, a savvy middle-aged man smiled and joined together, and bowed to Chu Tian’s fist: "Hey, it’s the Ming Wang in the Xiongqiye group! Hey, look. What's in it, I will give you 15% off!"

Chu Tian suddenly looked at the treasurer: "Do you know me?"

The shopkeeper smiled very brightly. He took out a blank sheet of paper from his waist. It was sketched out with a charcoal pencil. It was a portrait sketch of Chu Tian’s quite like a portrait: "The bear seven has just released. The sound of the wind, you and the scorpion group's 蝎 thirty-six hit a tie, hard to give birth to his pair of claws, now Ming Wang adults' name, in the old bear hole is extremely loud!"

Chu Tian opened his mouth and laughed and swallowed a spit.

The old black bear is a bit unreasonable. He just reached a cooperation contract with the 36th, and turned around and released the news that he and the 36th had lost both sides.

This news must have greatly enhanced the reputation of the old black bear hunting group, but there is no doubt that the name of the thirty-six and his scorpion group can be stepped on the mud in his foot. Look at it, after this joint spring hunting, there is still trouble for this matter.

Not enough, the ninety-five fold is certainly good!

"Ninety-five percent off!" Chu Tian thoughtfully touched his chin, looking at the direct music of the shopkeeper: "Hey, my Ming Wang's reputation, only worth a 5% off? 蝎 36 to come here to buy things, How many folds did you give him?"

Anyway, the reputation has already been passed out. What other scruples does Chutian have? With fame, is it natural to take advantage of it?

The treasurer's face suddenly pulled down, and a little helplessly smiled toward Chutian - 蝎36? He is the identity of the head of the hunting group. He is also a master of life. He wants to buy equipment. Naturally, there are more advanced channels for private ordering. How can he not come to this armor shop to buy this popular equipment?

"Ninety-five percent, look at your share of Ming Wang adults!" The shopkeeper's face is screaming, he said: "This is almost the cost price, if it is not Ming Wang, you come, oh, the whole old bear hole, other People don't even want to have such a big discount!"

Chu Tian laughed. He walked to the shelf and grabbed a half body armor made of black crocodile skin with large snake scales in the joints to enhance defense.

This piece can protect the upper arm of the elbow, and the whole body of the upper body is under the price of three hundred Lingjing. However, according to the information collected a few days before Chutian, this black crocodile skin is only a safe and savage beast. The crocodile is made of the least valuable tail leather, and the large snake scales are just the scales taken out of the ordinary three hundred years old.

The cost of such a set of hyperthyroidism is about fifteen Lingjing.

In addition to the simple defensive rune attached to it, Chu Tian gently breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out a horned knives, controlled the strength, with a force of about five thousand pounds tied to the armor.

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Chu Tian smashed his nose, and the inheritance of Zi Yin, recorded these defensive runes, but the most common and inscriptions of the simplest rough runes. According to Chu Tian’s estimation, these runes were inscribed on this set of half body. The total cost is probably five spirits.

In other words, if Chu Tian shot and refine these half body armor, his total cost is twenty Ling Jing.

Even if he was a child, he initially damaged some materials. The cost of refining ten sets of this quality half body armor was evenly distributed. The maximum set of half body armor was forty to fifty Lingjing.

The price here is three hundred crystals, and there are two hundred and seventy crystals after the nine fold.

Chu Tian shook his head and looked at the other burly men in the store who were purchasing armor. They lowered their voice and said: "The boss will really do business, the cost of up to 30 Lingjing, the price is ten times? Ten percent? Hehe Are you kidding you?"

The face of the shopkeeper suddenly changed. He suddenly looked at Chutian: "Ming Wang, will refiner?"

Chu Tian nodded and said indifferently: "Slightly understand!"

The shopkeeper's eyes flickered for a while, and sighed: "The cultivator is not easy, their food and drink are all costs!"

"Two fold?" Chu Tian shook his hands in soft armor.

"Three fold?" The shopkeeper's frowning face looked at Chutian.

"Two folds, up to two fold, can't be any more!" Chu Tian dropped the soft armor in his hand: "If you promise, you will do more business with your family in the future, don't promise...hehe!"

Chu Tian said with a deep smile: "The family leader, but the bear grandson! You shop, but outsiders!"