C3369 Ten Million

"How many pill do you want?" After the voices of the Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator subsided, Qin Ming said faintly.

"How many?" Of course, the more he thought, the better. He couldn't say these words out loud, so he opened his mouth wide and said: "Not much, just ten million!"

"Ten million Perfect Dragon Grade pill, no matter what grade it is, as long as you give me the pill