Sending the Spirit Food to the Auction House (3)

Every once in a while, as long as they were in a bad mood, they would come to visit Song Qingsong. Anyway, he was almost a cripple now, so what could he do to resist?

"Get out!" Unexpectedly, song Qingsong's attitude this time actually became firm. He raised his eyebrows, and his eyes emitted a cold light. "I said, all of you, get out!"

Song Qingyuan and the others could not help but be stunned. For a moment, they were actually frightened by song Qingsong's terrifying gaze. When they recovered from their shock, they could not help but curse at themselves. He was just a piece of trash at the initial stage of tier 5. What was there to be afraid of?!

That's right. In the eyes of others, tier 5 could already be considered as the range of experts. However, in the eyes of these aristocratic families, it was just the beginning of the cultivation stage. After all, as long as they were willing, they could use medicinal pills to pile up tier 5 experts one after another.