As Anshuang sat down, a scent of fragrant breeze came to his face.

She just leaned in to say, her breath was blue, and her hair swayed on Lin Mo's face in the breeze, making his face itchy and his heart a little itchy.

"This is really bothering you."

Lin Mo deliberately sat aside, distanced herself from her, and said in a polite manner without a smile.

Seeing Lin Mo's appearance, Anshuang chuckled softly with her mouth covered, but she didn't know what to do, leaning over again.

"I don't know what happened when God made the lord to urge the token?"

Anshuang stroked his nightdress and asked.

Are you finally about to start talking about business?

Lin Mo sat up slightly, and began to think about how to ask questions.

If you ask directly, it definitely won't work.

The Yaozu is not easy to fool, especially this dark cream, is an extremely dangerous woman.

As long as the Dragon Race was mentioned, she would naturally consider it in this direction.

That being the case, she can't take the initiative to lead in this direction. If she can, it's best to let her speak out about the dragon clan.

"The thousand-year flint you gave last time was delicious. I don't know if you have any stock in your hands. I can buy it from you."

Lin Mo said blankly, turned his head and glanced at Anshuang.

When Anshuang heard this, the smile on her face suddenly stiffened.

Although the millennium flint is not a rare treasure in the world, it is also a rare thing.

You know, it is the same level as the thousand-year cryolite extracted by Lin Mo's system.

The price of this kind of thing can be imagined.

Anshuang gave Lin Mo the Thousand-Year Fire Quartz last time, only to treat him as a fire elf, and he did what he liked. He didn't expect Lin Mo to summon her to come today and actually ask for it again.

"My lord, I am afraid I will disappoint you this time. Thousand-year pyre is a rare thing, and we only have one piece of stock near Falling Star City. If you still need it, I can only send a letter like the Abyss of Ten Thousand Monsters. Retrieved from there."

An Shuang said, the smile on his face faded a bit.

Lin Mo knew in his heart that it was because of her behavior to ask for the thousand-year flint that made her unhappy.

But this is in line with Lin Mo's expectations.

There are believers of the gods in various places on the mainland. Although there are not as many believers as the gods, the number is also not in the minority.

Many gods rely on their own gods as refuge, and they often show off their powers everywhere, and there are not a few who use their gods' names to take advantage of others or even threaten others.

In many countries, priests are held by divine envoys, and they are even more powerful than kings.

It was natural that Lin Mo asked Anshuang for something as a divine envoy.

However, although Anshuang's words were polite, the meaning of dissatisfaction was self-evident.

"Oh, let's forget it, after all, this thing is unavoidable."

Lin Mo nodded.

"In addition to the thousand-year fire spar, I don't know what the Lord God Envoy needs, so let's talk about it together."

Anshuang didn't intend to waste time, so he just picked everything up.

Lin Mo showed a faint smile.

Anshuang's attitude was exactly what he wanted to see.

If Anshuang calmly discussed with Lin Mo, it would be a ghost.

"My **** asked me to teach in Falling Star City, so I can only use this body, but it is very weak to fight with this body. I have long heard that your monster race is very knowledgeable. I wonder if I can give some advice?"

Lin Mo smiled.