C252 Ghost Market Ghost Man

"Forget it, don't be long-winded with him. Isn't it just a Low Grade Spirit Stone? Just give it to him. " Nangong Yuhuan said angrily.

Mu Sheng coldly snorted and took out a Low Grade Spirit Stone from his interspatial Storage Bag and threw it over, "Now the goods are divided into two, you can leave. "

The man with the whip reached out his hand to grab the Spiritual Stone