"Arrogant!"

At a rapid speed that was not in line with her age, the old woman drew her sword, thrust into her throat, as fast as thunder and as dark as a poisonous snake.

The elders disappeared from the seats at the same time and appeared quietly in front, back and forth on Li Qingshan. Six deadly weapons stabbed into six vital points, intertwined into a web of death.

Who can survive under such an offensive?

Li Qingshan raised his glass and drank, and his clear eyes passed over the sword like a forest. Ye Mingzhu sat upright and frowned slightly.

The sword paused, and the old woman's sword stabbed, the tip of the sword was an inch away from her throat. She swallowed it with a sip of wine, and the Adam's apple swelled, almost piercing the skin.

"Get back, did I ask you to take action?" Ye Mingzhu waved her hand, and the elders immediately returned to their original position, as if nothing had happened.

After hearing Ye Liusu’s report, her first thought was to “kill”!

Then there were all kinds of doubts. He knew that there was a great danger, so why did he dare to come? What kind of losses would it cause to the clan if he fought a trapped beast?

This is where today's banquet came, as long as he showed a little bit of weakness, it would be a decisive situation.

But his performance is impeccable. If he is not a lunatic, he will have something to rely on. This indifferent feeling cannot be pretended.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Mingzhu made a decision, got up, twisted her waist, came to him, and personally added a glass of wine to him: "Mr. Beiyue, what do you want?"

"Respect." Li Qingshan smiled and shook his wine glass, and the wine rippled.

This answer made everyone stunned, and he was willing to take the risk. It was not surprising that he wanted territory, treasures and women at night tourists' banquets, but what he wanted was a very strange word for ordinary monsters.

"That's all?" Ye Mingzhu frowned.

"Respect is the premise of everything. By the way, do you want to be the strongest night tour clan?"

"What if my answer is to think?"

"I can help you."

This time, it was Ye Mingzhu's turn to laugh, and the Spider Shadow clan was in a very difficult time. The loss of territory was even worse. Now their biggest enemy said that she could help her become the strongest Yeyou clan.

All the people present found it incredible, and seeing Li Qingshan's gaze was even more unkind.

Until Li Qingshan opened a row of magic talismans on the table.

"Can we become the strongest clan with these?" Ye Mingzhu sneered, but was secretly shocked. Ye Youren did not have the ability to make talismans, but she knew very well about the power of talismans. In a dangerous battle, a talisman could reverse life and death.

Fortunately, I didn't turn my back on it, otherwise I could have pulled a few cushions just by relying on those dozen top-quality talismans.

"I have thousands of such talismans. Of course, there are fewer top and top, and more middle and low-quality talismans." Li Qingshan inserted the ice skate on the table again: "I have thousands of such spiritual weapons, of course. It's the same as spiritual talismans. By the way, I didn't even bring them with me."

At this moment, Ye Mingzhu could no longer laugh, and her towering chest rose and fell. The elders were all shocked, knowing deeply what such a resource means to the entire clan.

Don’t think that the middle and lower-grade talismans are useless. After all, among the night tourists, their cultivation level generally accounts for the majority. In one encounter battle in the wild, these talismans and spirit weapons can gain the upper hand and strengthen the foundation of the Spider Shadow clan.

This will completely change the situation underground!

If it weren't for Li Qingshan's last words, they would have been desperate and thought about killing and robbing people.

After observation and communication with Ye Liubo, Li Qingshan found that the level of night tourists in refining weapons and making talismans was very behind, far inferior to that of humans on the ground. This is also natural. He has lived underground for thousands of years, and under the high pressure of monsters, there is still a lack of communication among various clans. If the level of civilization is even stronger than that on the ground, that is incredible.

Then he immediately thought that the pile of things he had accumulated in the treasure bag were useless to keep, and he dared not sell them. Even if he sold them through special channels, the price would be pitifully low. Peace was too long, and these standard war supplies had long been oversupply.

So he found that the night tourists in front of him were the best buyers?

"By the way, I still have thousands of treasures."

An elder pinched the wine glass in his hand.

"What do you want?" Ye Mingzhu deserves to be a high-ranking mistress. She quickly calmed down and asked the most important point.

"Spiritual herbs, as long as it is enough." This is also what Li Qingshan thought about. There are hundreds of years of spiritual herbs underground. Monsters can't refine elixirs. Night tourists know a little, but what they use the most is the poison of these spiritual herbs. They are tempered and placed in wine and applied to weapons. It is really a waste.

In the human world, any kind of spiritual herb that is sufficiently old can inevitably be used in more than one pill recipe. Once the year exceeds a thousand years, it will be even more expensive.

"If Master Beiyue had said it earlier, how could there be such a misunderstanding just now?" Ye Mingzhu smiled on her face, as beautiful as a flower.

In the war, people are willing to exchange their food for a gun to kill their opponents. Spiritual grass is not an indispensable resource for night tourists. Their cultivation methods are basically accumulated and understood. It is simply better to be able to exchange spiritual grass for weapons.

Li Qingshan thought to himself, if he had been talking about each other from the beginning and offered these conditions, most of the mirror clone had been ruined, and no one was a good man and a woman, and the weak were not worthy of cooperating with the strong.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall changed drastically. Ye Mingzhu saw that the food on Li Qingshan’s table was empty: “Let the kitchen serve the dishes, Lord Beiyue, if you are hungry, just eat this one first! What about the singing and dancing performance?”

The black-robed steward hurriedly went down to make arrangements. After a while, a group of male night tourists came up to perform, each of whom was very handsome, wearing calf shorts and performing a sharp sword dance.

The elders took turns to toasting, with smiles on their faces.

Li Qingshan felt like an international arms dealer, facing a group of African tribal warlord leaders.

Ye Liuxing's face was still cold, but he had to come up to greet him. Ye Liusu's face was a little confused, and she couldn't tell whether it was good or bad when she met him.

"Master is so amazing!" Ye Liubo felt relieved, his face full of joy, and when he looked at Li Qingshan's gaze, water was about to drip out of water.

After the wine was 70 years old, the dishes were over 5 flavors, and after the guests and guests had fun, Ye Mingzhu's face turned slightly red and said with a charming smile: "Mr. Beiyue has been ready for the food. You can go to my boudoir to discuss in detail later. I will deal with the affairs of the clan first."

His face suddenly became cold: "Ye Liusu, Ye Liubo, kneel down for me!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!