The Good For Nothing Seventh Young Lady's

Expensive Bow 3

Shen Yanxiao did not understand, but she knew that the golden wooden bow in front of her could definitely be called the best weapon, the best quality item.

He saw the price tag of the bow and his jaw almost fell to the floor.

3 Million gold coins !!!

This price was enough to buy all the weapons on the first floor!

Sure enough, the goods with the best quality are the goods with the best quality, the price will make people vomit blood.

Shen Yanxiao silently thought of the money inside her storage ring, her treasury being robbed. He had at least 10 or 20 million gold coins in the ring, but ... he still felt very depressed ah!

He never spends money on everything he wants, okay!

As a thief, having to spend money to buy something is losing face!

Thinking briefly, Shen Yanxiao also knew that if she stole the bow, she would definitely get into trouble. After all, the bow features were so obvious that he could not hide them the entire time. If found, how could he get along at Holy Roland School afterwards ?!

"What is this?" Shen Yanxiao sighed. Although he did not have the feeling of 'joy' that Xiu was talking about when he saw the bow, there was still a hint of excitement.

Finally having a skill book in hand, but no bow to start practicing, it felt like dying while still alive.

“Nearly enough. 'No excitement or anger could be heard in Xiu's voice, but there was a hint of hesitation.

Shen Yanxiao just wanted to cough up blood. The golden wooden bow adorned with two rank 8 magic cores, in Xiu's eyes could only be considered as sufficient, furthermore saying it in such a tone!

This thing is so precious!

Just as Shen Yanxiao was ready to take the money from her storage ring to pay, the second floor finally escorted the next guests.

“Senior Meng, what a coincidence. I'm not expecting to actually meet you here. "The best sound is heard.

Along with this voice, Meng Yijun who was wearing casual clothes came to the second floor of the gold-smelting weapon shop, surrounded by two teenagers.

The two teenagers beside Meng Yijun were the same young man who mocked Shen Yanxiao earlier on the lower floor.

There was no expression on Meng Yijun's face, as if she was very used to being heralded. In fact, as the best student of the archer branch, Meng Yijun received a lot of praise and was sought by many people that he had long been accustomed to such situations.

"What kind of bow will Senior Meng choose this time around?" The youth called Wan Li asked timidly. He was the new student of the archer branch. He had heard of Meng Yijun's name before, and had long considered her an idol in his heart. She never thought that she would meet him today, and more than that, Meng Yijun treated her politely. So, he licked his face.

"I'll see first. "Yijun Meng's face doesn't look too good. The cruelty of the test made him fall straight from the strongest purple class to the red class. He had never been in the red class before and he could not bear it. Fortunately, the Holy Roland School had a rule that any student who felt that their strength was strong enough would be able to challenge students from other classes on the last day of each week. As long as the challenger won, his class would be changed directly to the challenged class.

Meng Yijun spent two weeks before she managed to move herself back from the red class to the purple class.

Meng Yijun swirled around on the second floor, his eyes instantly attracted by the golden wooden bow. As an archer, he was naturally aware of the rarity of golden wood. At once, he went there without hesitation.