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 Chapter 50: Out of School


 

After a week of spartan education and baptism, Yang Yang, in addition to improving the control and perception of soul power, has also learned a lot about soul essence plants-he is very interested in the plants of this world.

So now, at a glance, Yang Yang can judge the grade of this Mandela grass before it is broken: medium.

Zhongpin soul essence plant, the lowest starting price is 10,000, the highest valuation is 10 million.

Yang Yang’s current deposit is only 12,000.

Yang Yang: “…”

OK, he decided to abandon the Leopard deposit.

But at this moment, when the wood came over, he saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and asked with a serious face: “What happened?”

The skinny man immediately caught the wood and asked, “Is this your mechanical pet?”

Wood does not like the attitude of thin men, but still honestly answered: “It’s my friend’s, what’s wrong?”

The last “what’s wrong”, the wood looked at Yang Yang and asked.

The skinny man immediately looked at Yang Yang again: “Is your mechanical pet?”

Yang Yang: “…”

Hey.

Yang Yang confessed his fate, showing his pampered face: “Yes, what’s the matter?”

The skinny man said angrily: “What do you say, this is the soul essence plant that I just photographed, and it has been made like this by your mechanical pet. I spent a full 300,000 on this Mandela grass, you said What to do! “

Yang Yang: “…”

300,000, how many times is 12,000?

Yang Yang was silent, then glanced down at Lot’s body.

Roth: “………”

No! He likes his body now!

Lot started to save himself crazy: [Master, it’s not my fault, I didn’t touch the pot of grass! Really! 】

Hissing exhausted.

Yang Yang’s brain roared a bit, and he couldn’t help closing his eyes hard, and warned in his mind: [Just one more word, I sold you immediately. 】

Lot: […] Hey.

Yang Yang calmed down and asked: “You haven’t touched the soul plant? What’s going on, talk about it. 】

Rott quickly said: “It’s the fault of this branch in my mouth! This branch is a predator. It sticks to you. I found it when I wanted to bite the Mandela grass.

I originally wanted to grab it, but it was too fast. I had bitten a bit of the leaf, and then when I bite at it, it broke the leaf. ——But after I bit the branch and left, the man suddenly let go, so the flowerpot broke! 】

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