"Alas, I said that you little guy dozed off at work, and even pushed the door-to-door business out. What about your boss? Call your boss out of here. "If you can, Emperor Xiaoxiao really wants to just grab the soul breath grass and leave, this dry young guy is really an eyesore, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and at first glance he is a snob who sees the wind and steers the rudder. Seeing that her body is thin, she looks down on people, but she is also wearing a brocade robe, and if she is a sackcloth, it seems that she will not even be allowed to enter the door.

"Yo, what kind of character are you? Do you let our boss come out, are our bosses coming out? Do you know who our boss is? I am not afraid to scare you to death if I say it, he is a bloodthirsty demon Lord Night. "This young guy is the nephew of the shopkeeper of the Lingdan Pavilion, and he usually has no skills, because a mouth is particularly good at pleasing people, so the shopkeeper has a temporary emergency at home, and he is arranged here to replace him when he sees that there is still an hour before it closes. He also heard that this is the territory of Lord Night, and he hurriedly crawled out of the warm bed when he could see the passionate passion of the god in his dream, who knew that it would be such a scene after coming. In the spacious and luxurious Lingdan Pavilion, except for those grid cabinets, bottles and cans, flowers and plants, there was not even a single one who could speak, he only stood for a while and then took a nap in boredom. In the dream, he was fighting side by side with the great god, who would have wanted to be killed by this cream boy who deliberately came to find fault, he was angry, if it wasn't for the fact that he was dressed well, he really wanted to slap him away.

"I don't care what kind of demon he is, anyway, I must buy two soul breath plants today, you hurry up and call him out for me, I must ask him why he didn't sell me soul breath grass?." "What a wreck! She Emperor Xiaoxiao was born noble, when did she need to waste her tongue with others like this? This world is always so realistic, the strong are respected, and the weak will always be trampled on. Only when you become stronger, so strong that those who bully you, laugh at and tease you, can only look up to your toes, those disgusting names such as waste, freaks, crazy fools, etc., will stay away from you forever. When you are on top, no one will ever dare to laugh at you, including the people around you, and they will not dare to hurt you lightly. Strong, she must regain her former powerful martial god, no, she should become stronger, at least surpass that guy from Rulai, otherwise how to settle accounts with him, did he send her Zigui to her? To hurry up and buy the Soul Breath Grass and go back and drink another drop of chalcedony spiritual liquid, she wants to get stronger quickly, hurry up and hurry up.

"Hehehe, I'm laughing to death! Who do you think you are? Who can we see at night? Even if the emperor wants to see our family, he has to invite three or five times in advance, you, where to go back and forth, don't hinder my sleep. "The white-faced little student can only mumble a few words, who is afraid of whom?

"What's the matter with you? I just want to buy two soul grasses, you can't be the master, you can find me someone who can be the master, okay?" "It's really unreasonable for Xiucai to meet a soldier, is it easy for her to go out this time?" Di Xiaoxiao had no choice but to discuss with his buddy patiently.

"It's still up to me to call the shots here, and I won't sell it to you if I say it. ......"I've only heard of the Spirit Pill Pavilion Soul Breathing Grass, but I haven't seen my uncle sell it, so what can he do if he doesn't sell it, this kid can't beat him."

"You ......" Emperor Xiaoxiao is really angry, even if he doesn't have true qi spiritual power, do you think my aunt and grandmother are afraid of you? If she didn't want to buy soul breath grass, she would waste so much saliva with him here, anyway, she couldn't talk about it, just beat it, what's the big deal. A slap was neatly slapped on the young man's sharp-beaked monkey's cheek, and only the bones squeaked out of place.

"Damn, dare to slap me in the face, I don't think you want to live anymore" The little guy really didn't expect Di Xiaoxiao to slap him unexpectedly, and the force was so great that he crooked the bridge of his nose in just one moment. How can I say that he is also an eighth-level martial artist of condensation, and he was slapped in the face by a little white face with no spiritual power, and he will find it back this time. So, he jumped out of the counter and grabbed Di Xiaoxiao's collar.

"When is your turn to call the shots here?" The cold voice gently filled in like mist, and the air seemed to freeze the moment the sound came. The little guy who was still grabbing her collar just now and was brutal and ferocious to beat her was already frightened to death, and the hands holding her collar were trembling, and he was still muttering mechanically, "Lord Xi Ye spares his life, and the little one will never dare anymore"

As for such an exaggeration? Isn't it just that the air pressure in the air is so low that she pees her pants in fright without even seeing a figure, is this still the person who was going to beat her just now?

At the moment when Emperor Xiaoxiao was stunned, countless shadows flashed in, and the shadows were automatically lined up in two columns, and Lord Xiye, who was dressed in a dark black and red-edged tight-fitting brocade robe, and stepped on silver and gold-rimmed official boots, walked out slowly. The outfit outlines a charming and sturdy body, and the soft silver long hair is simply pulled up with a red crown hanging from colorful jade beads, and a few strands of silver hang down gracefully and freely on the side of the ear, falling on the black brocade robe, so dazzling and bright. What a perfect person, but it's a pity that a cold and rough dark iron mask covers the perfect facial features.

I couldn't see the faces of the people who came, but the unique blood-colored red eyes under the mask made Di Xiaoxiao fall into a deep obsession. "Zigui, is that you?" easily broke away from the little man's trembling hand, Di Xiaoxiao walked towards the night obsessively, stretched out his little hand and touched his masked eyes, slowly drawing the curves of those phoenix eyes.

"Refine him into a bone soldier, take out the soul breath grass and give it to her" It's her, the waste lady of the emperor family. On the way back, he had already asked the shadow guard to check her information, in fact, he already knew who she was when he saw the phoenix hairpin on her head, but he didn't believe that she would be a rumored waste, a fool, and a madman who desperately protected a strange child.

"Yes" As if discussed, the two people in the front row lined up, the shadow guard on the left went to take the soul breath grass for Emperor Xiaoxiao, and the shadow guard on the right walked to the side of the shivering young man, and the black nether fire opened his five fingers, and directly burned the sound of begging for mercy into a shriveled white bone.