Chapter 2370
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With that, she casually tossed a dozen storage rings into Guan Hu's hand.
Guan Hu hurriedly caught them and looked at Mu Yan blankly, then probed inside with his divine sense.
He almost fainted at the sight.
Crystals, magic treasures, elixirs … densely packed, layer upon layer, piling up into small hills in the storage rings.
Heavens! How much wealth would that be?
The Miss actually threw them to him so casually?!
"Little, little, little … Miss, what are these?" Guan Hu's mouth was stuttering.
Mu Yan casually said, "Didn't I say? I will be responsible for the development of the Nether Flame Army. These are the resources for the next year. "
The last time they came out of the Woodfern Secret Realm, because they were in a hurry, they only left a small portion of the resources in the Nether Flame Valley.
This time at the Xiaoyao Sect, Mu Yan let her fellow apprentices pick the treasures they needed first and left a large pile of crystals for Qi Huang. As for the rest, she planned to give them to the Nether Flame Army except for elixirs.
Guan Hu opened his mouth, a burst of warmth surging in his heart, his eyes also swollen.
The value of the treasures here was so high that any cultivator would go crazy with greed.
But the Miss didn't hesitate to give them to him.
This kind of trust made the usually talkative Guan Hu choke with sobs for a moment, unable to say a word.
He silently swore in his heart that no one in the Nether Flame Army could betray the Miss. If anyone dared to do so, he, Guan Hu, would be the first to cut off that traitor's dog head.
Mu Yan didn't feel anything, probably because the treasures in the Woodfern Secret Realm came too easily.
She was just a little worried.
She thought that the harvest in the Woodfern Secret Realm was big enough.
But Qi Huang exploited a small part of it, she spent part of it on elixirs, and the rest was given to the Nether Flame Army. She actually became a pauper again. Moreover, the Nether Flame Army's business was getting bigger and bigger. If she wanted to ensure the Nether Flame Army's full development, she was afraid that these resources could only last for half a year at most.
Alas, although it was easy to earn crystals, it was even easier to spend them!
Mu Yan calmed herself down and put the worries about crystals to the back of her mind.
She looked at Guan Hu and said, "This time I called you here to bring someone back to the Ink Camp. Little Shen, come out. "
A youngster slowly walked out from the inner room, looking at Guan Hu nervously from time to time.
Guan Hu blinked his eyes, and said loudly: "Miss, this kid looks very thin and weak, like a pretty boy. Why do you want to put him in the Ink Camp? I feel that the Secret Division and Longevity Division are more suitable for him, right? "
Mu Yan slowly says: "His name is Chang Shen."
Guan Hu stares blankly at first, then he seems to have thought of something and suddenly turns his head to look at the youth.
A pair of tiger-like eyes stared fixedly at the youth's face, sweeping up and down, as if wanting to see through his face. "Brat, I … I think your face looks a little like my dead brother …"
Chang Shen raised his head and said softly, "Chang Yu is my older brother."
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After learning that Chang Shen was Chang Yu's younger brother, Guan Hu acted out of character and no longer despised Chang Shen's thinness and slenderness.
He hugged her tightly and refused to let go, muttering nonstop, "This is great, this is great. Chang Yu has a successor. I'm relieved, I'm relieved …"
The corner of Mu Yan's mouth twitched. 'There's a successor, there's no successor' is used like this?
She didn't say anything more. After handing over Chang Shen and Bai Yang to Guan Hu, she left.
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