Previously, although the dragon people searched the collection in the house, no one took it.

Because it's worthless, it's useless to take it.

Maybe someone took it, but automatically returned to the original place, so he didn't do it again. He was afraid of touching any mechanism!

Xiao Long was the first to take it repeatedly!

When he couldn't get it, he took it again and again, and even moved the whole studio in, which attracted the attention of Saint Qian.

"Ha ha! Don't blame yourself. Tell me, why did you take these paintings?" the voice of Saint Qian came.

The eyes of the dragon people couldn't help looking at Xiao Long.

It seems that Saint Qian is talking to Xiao Long.

Long Mo Xi's eyes flashed and a smile was raised at the corners of his mouth.

"Because... I like it." Xiao Long simply admitted.

He really likes these paintings. Every painting is a legend!

In particular, although the ten pictures in the deepest part of the studio are only descriptions, Xiao Long feels that they are of great value. He must keep them well!

"Ha ha! Good, good vision!" praised Qian Shengsheng.

"Xiao Long, why do you like these paintings?" Qian Shengsheng then asked.

Xiao long thought about it and asked, "why can't you like it?"

"Oh?" Qian Shengsheng was stunned.

"Chaotic world, respect your strength! These paintings don't help your strength. It's hard to sell them if you want to sell them. Why do you like these paintings?" Qian Shengsheng wondered.

Xiao Long disagreed: "these paintings are unique in history. Each one has a legend!"

"For example, this seed picture is the first example of the profound meaning of life in history. If it is lost, in another million years, no one will remember what the source of the profound meaning of life is! This black hole picture is also the only picture depicting a black hole! This picture of a fairy fox engraves the first generation of fairy fox Saint Zu Ming for future generations to admire!"

"Wouldn't it be a pity if the paintings were lost and no one knew who they were?"

"I really can't think of a reason why I don't like it!"

Xiao Long sighed.

These paintings are living history and legends!

If in the chaotic world, in addition to becoming stronger, it is becoming stronger. Isn't it good to be bored?

Hearing this, sage Qian burst into laughter.

The dragon people all looked at a loss.

Saint Qian, I haven't been so happy for a long time!

Like meeting a confidant, Saint Qian repeatedly praised: "good! Good! In those years, Ben Sheng exhausted the resources of the chaotic chamber of Commerce to collect these paintings in order to prevent the loss of these treasures. Unexpectedly, it took me a lot of effort to meet your confidant in a million years!"

Saint Qian is very happy. He has been waiting for millions of years and has never been so happy!

However, in the eyes of the dragon people, it is simply incredible.

What the hell? How rich was the chaotic chamber of Commerce in those days. The money sage spent all his resources to collect these things?

A dragon Yasheng couldn't help asking, "Saint Qian, you founded the chaotic chamber of Commerce. All the funds, all the money, were used to collect these?"

"Of course!" the money sage smiled.

The audience was speechless.

The first rich man in the world of chaos, how rich his heritage is. Who knows, he traded them all for these things, which is difficult for everyone to accept.

Long Mo Xi was silent for a moment and hugged his fist: "Saint Qian, your wealth is unparalleled in the world. After collecting these things, you must be rich!"

After listening to long Mo Xi's words, those decadent dragon people immediately cheer up and listen carefully.

Chaotic chamber of Commerce resources, they can't imagine! Will the collection of these collections deplete our property? They don't believe it!

"Money?"

The money sage smiled and said, "who says I'm rich? I haven't touched money in my life. I'm not interested in money!"

Everyone was speechless!

Even long MoSi is speechless!

Money? No money?

Who believes it!

That's the president of chaos chamber of Commerce. If he doesn't have money, no one will have money!

Just then, Qian Shengsheng stopped laughing and suddenly said, "there are those people in the corner. Don't be sneaky. Come out!"

As soon as Saint Qian said this, everyone of the dragon family looked at the corner.

In that area, the space was distorted, and a group of people wearing armor appeared.

Look at that. It's the man from the God of war hall!

"The people from the war temple are also coming. We don't know?" the dragon people were surprised.

All the people in the war Temple gathered together and looked at the sky.

One of them came out. He was Dongtai, the elder of the God of war temple, and he was also the leader of this group.

He hugged his fist and said, "Saint Qian, you found us long ago. I didn't mean to offend you just now. Please forgive me!"

All the people in the war Temple bowed.

This is a courtesy to a generation of saints! Not to mention, it was the richest money saint in ancient times!

As for money, Saint Qian said he had no money. I'm afraid no one believed it.

In fact, the hall of the God of war had already come in. Just looking at what the dragon clan seemed to be searching for, he didn't bother and observed secretly.

By the way, they are also searching secretly!

As a result, the treasures here are a little disappointing.

"I know you all came for sage soldiers and resources! But I regret to tell you that there are no sage soldiers! There are no so-called resources!" Qian said with a smile.

"Oh?"

Dongtai didn't believe it at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "you were the richest businessman in the chaotic world. The sage soldiers don't know how to shape. There are more than ten sage soldiers in your treasure house. How can you lose them?"

Dongtai refused to believe it.

No one believes the dragon people in the war temple!

"Ho ho!"

Saint Qian sneered: "this is my saint world of Qian. All my treasures are here. You can search and find a saint soldier, and I Qian will burn myself immediately!"

As soon as he said this, the faces of the people changed.

Listen to the tone of Saint Qian, it seems that there is really no saint soldier?

Dongtai's face stiffened and his chest rose and fell.

"Really not?"

Dongtai squinted and said, "no wonder Saint Qian fell in the war. There was no saint soldier to protect him. He collected all these junk."

"You dare these are rags! Die!"

Suddenly, Saint Qian was furious and drank loudly.

The power of the terrible world bombarded it.

"Ah!!"

Dongtai uttered a scream, spewed out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down and fell at the end.

The elder of Dongtai is as strong as the dragon. Qin Tianshen is of the same grade and will be severely damaged in face to face!

This made all the people in the God of war hall panic and dare not do it again!

Dongtai got up, flashed a haze in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Saint Qian, you only have one residual thought left, but don't forget that the original black mountain Saint left half of his soul. As a result, you should know how he ended!"