"A million spirit stones!" Yan Shuhui's chin is about to be shaken off. She knows that ye Kongli sells wine and that it's good wine, but she doesn't know that these three bottles of wine are worth a million spirit stones. The annual turnover of her strict drugstore is not a million. Is this still wine? This is fairy water!

"stop dawdling, hurry up!" Ye Kong felt that when he scolded the girl, he seemed to be much taller.

"Oh, oh." Yan Shuhui was awed by his momentum. He rarely replied. He put his divine sense into a small bag and tested the spirit stone.

Huang Shishi said with a...