Yun qize felt that Yun Chujiu’s brain was most likely a little abnormal. Using such an expensive thing to cook hotpot?
However, he still said, “Don’t think about the heavenly flame. That thing can be encountered but not sought. Even if it appears in the real world, it will basically be taken away by the fire tribe, the mountain tribe, and the gold tribe. It Won’t fall into our hands.
As for the fire essence, don’t even think about ten thousand years or a thousand years. Only a hundred years old fire essence can be bought.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the refined spirit essence sounded in Yun Chujiu’s spiritual sense. “I’m not picky about food. A hundred years old is fine too. If there really isn’t any, I can make do with ten years old.”
Yun Chujiu’s nose almost went crooked from anger!
These people were all foodies. They didn’t look like her at all.
“Then where can I buy a hundred-year-old fire marrow?”