C1756 Beheading

A stalk of Immortal Origin Grass was worth a piece of immortal stone.

"Brat, hand over the Immortal Yuan Grass." An adventurer threatened Ning Caichen menacingly.

"If you don't want to die, then scram immediately." Ning Caichen said coldly.

"Those who do not know how to appreciate favors, kill him." The one with the highest cultivation said coldly