Bian Hongjun didn't seem to see the spirit stone she handed over, his eyes swept over her face, and said, "Benjun is waiting for you in the cyclamen." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

It sounded like paying a woman's ticket, Mo Qiqi was bored for a while, his face was a little ugly for a moment, and he threw the two magic weapons over, "Since the seniors refuse to accept the spirit stones, then it is the spirit stones paid by the seniors, and these two magic weapons should belong to the seniors." ”

Although she sometimes feels that she is cheap and does not take advantage of the bastard, but it is also divided into situations, such as Bian Hongjun, she did not feel lucky, but felt that she was insulted with money, which reminded people of the romance novels she had read in her previous life, where the male protagonist smashed the female protagonist with money......

She is not the heroine of Xiao Yanwen, so she will not smash the spirit stone on Bian Hongjun's face and tell him not to come to the spirit stone to insult her......

But she did feel unhappy in her heart, even if she was reluctant to accept these two magic weapons that she had just picked, she could only regret it in her heart.

Bian Hongjun looked at her for a while with a deep expression of "why are you suddenly unreasonable", then stretched out his hand, silently took the storage bag containing the spirit stone she handed over earlier, and said, "Remember to come to the cyclamen." ”

Mo Qiqi's complexion softened a little.

Seeing the second middle school of the Bian family walking away, Mo Qiqi came out of the Yunlai Pavilion and flashed into a magic clothing shop next to him.

The refining monks of the Imperial Continent generally don't do much on the magic clothes, if they want defensive performance, they naturally have defensive magic weapons, and the robes they wear outside belong to the face, which generally has the effect of avoiding water, fire and dust, and of course there are robes with good defensive performance, but the mainstream does not do too much on the robes, after all, the clothes must always be changed......

In order to look good, most of the monks choose wide sleeves, and some monks pay attention to practical effectiveness and generally choose tight sleeves.

Mo Qiqi has always felt that the crow's hair is like a waterfall, the wide sleeves are fluttering, and it looks good, but when fighting, it affects the operation, yes, most of the time, it is not ugly, it is all tied into the hair, and then wearing a tight-sleeved green shirt and short robe, the most ordinary style, the illusion of men and women is not abrupt, what you want is the feeling that you can't find it when you are thrown in the crowd.

She didn't have a lot of clothes on her, they were the two sets that she changed and washed on weekdays, Su Ziyang gave her a set of flowers and floors skirt a few days ago, but if she wore that skirt to fight, I am afraid she couldn't show it, and most of the time she could only press the bottom of the box, but if there was a place where she needed to support the scene, it would be good to turn it out and wear it.

Now, she is going to start buying a few better clothes to throw in the storage bag for preparation, after all, she is already a Jindan monk, and she is dressed in tatters, which is really too different, so as to avoid being a little eye-catching, not in line with her usual style.

When I entered the shop, I was greeted by a steward who greeted me attentively, and there should be a prohibition in the shop, so that I could probe the cultivation of the arrival, so as not to offend the high-ranking monks sometimes because of poor hospitality.

"This immortal chief, the magic robe of this store, is one of the best in this flying city, immortal please come here to see, if there is a closed eye, you might as well give it a try. "Because she is a high-level monk, naturally she will not take her to see the magic robes worn by the low-level monks.

There are a lot of dresses hanging in the left and right pavilions, which are bloomed with magic support, and they look good, and the steward said: "The dresses of this pavilion are not as good as the west pavilion, but they are not bad, the price is more real than that over there, and the styles are the best nowadays." ”

"The dress on this side is not only good in style, but also has armor and defensive performance. The steward pointed to a bright white piping water grass Wenyue skirt and said, "This skirt is made of the silk of the third-order spider girl, the silk of the third-order spider girl is originally very tough, not to mention the water and fire, and the several defenses on the top are cleverly hidden under the embroidery, and the defense and beauty are taken into account." ”

The steward is also a little eye-catching, Mo Qiqi is not a person who likes to dress up in red and willow green, the style of this dress he recommended is simple, generous and elegant, it really suits her heart, in addition, she picked a blue moon season pattern silk skirt, a gold bottom elastic ink cross-collar narrow sleeve shirt, this dress is simple in style, suitable for wearing when going out.

After buying new clothes and having to wear shoes, Mo Qiqi was in a slightly delicate mood, and sure enough, women are afraid that they have become immortals when it comes to dressing up, and they will not relax.

She also pays more attention to performance when she chooses shoes, a pair of cloud brocade boots, a pair of fire rat skin thin-soled boots, these two pairs, for weekday wear, and another pair of milk cigarette satin beaded shoes are a backup, maybe when you have to go out to load, you have to prepare a complete set.

The feeling of buying and buying, there is no doubt that it is very enjoyable, anyway, the clothes and shoes have been bought, and she is not short of this spirit stone, so she turned around and went to the magic weapon shop next to her, ready to choose a few more pieces of jewelry.

Because she just picks the style, the requirements for defensive performance are not too high, yes, it is not difficult to buy what she likes, but because the magic weapon is of high grade, the price is naturally not cheap, she only chose two, a very simple style of intarsia hanging jade hairpin, for weekdays to pull hair, a trench green jade Huasheng, keep and drag the ground flower skirt and bead shoes together to press the bottom of the box.

Because she is not an emergency, she likes to compare things slowly, and when she buys these things, she almost looks at the things in other stores, of course, for the store, after all, the price is expensive, as long as it can be sold, take a look at it, they don't think it's strange.

But for Bian Hongjun, who opened the water mirror and peeped when he returned to Yunlai Pavilion, he was so anxious that he sighed several times, and wanted to rush up and grab Mo Qiqi and shake it vigorously, you don't like it, what do you look at, it's easy to take a fancy to one, put it on your hand and compare it back and forth, but you don't buy it, what do you want to do!?

He sighed anxiously in this compartment, Mo Qiqi couldn't feel it at all, she walked around comfortably, looked at the sky that was not completely comfortable, pondered that there seemed to be a class of shuttles flying to the fairy city next door, pinched her fingers, and hurried out of the city in time.

Bian Hongjun saw that she was finally no longer wandering, and hurriedly walked to the place where the cyclamen came, breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, put away the water mirror, and pondered how to change his mouth later.

After waiting for about half a pillar of incense, he calculated the distance, according to the speed of Mo Qiqi, it was time for the cyclamen to come, why hadn't he come up yet?

After pacing around the room a few times, thinking about it, it was probably delayed on the road because of the things on the side, after all, the woman likes to go shopping, and she doesn't seem to be a person who can't go shopping, so she sat down and waited slowly.

Until an hour passed, and still didn't wait for Mo Qiqi, he couldn't help but conjure up another water mirror, and his face turned dark.