"What are you 'oh' about?" Song Bo saw Ling Motang's indifferent expression, and he was a little anxious: "Do you give me seasoning?" ”

Ling Motang laughed twice, the word "hehe" expressed all her feelings for Uncle Song, she said: "Uncle Song, are you calculating me?" ”

So many elders wanted to enter Mufeng's courtyard one after another, but in the end they couldn't get in, so can she Ling Motang get in, the elders fight hunger, she Ling Motang can't fight hunger, she Ling Motang can't fight hunger, she can't eat a meal and is hungry and panicked, if she is trapped by the ten-sided banner array for ten days and half a month, then can she still come out alive?

"What nonsense are you talking about, girl. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Song Bo's careful thinking was discovered by Ling Motang, and he said solemnly: "I am fully affirming your ability. ”

"Come on, fully affirm my ability, then you won't worry about me blowing up the alchemy room." Ling Motang argued: "Anyway, I don't care, if you don't find me a bigger alchemy room, I won't provide you with seasonings." ”

Who is afraid of who!

The decision is in her hands, even if Song Bo says that it is broken, there is no practical benefit, Ling Motang will not be fooled.

Song Bo gasped a few times, and said, "It's not difficult to enter that courtyard, you go find someone, she can help you." ”

Ling Motang's eyes lit up: "Who?" ”

"Spend worry-free." Uncle Song called Hua Gu's name directly, which made Ling Motang very impressed, Song Bo's cultivation was not visible to Ling Motang, but he thought in his heart that Liuyun Sect should not succumb to let a cultivator with high cultivation do the work of burning fire, washing vegetables, and cleaning, so how did Song Bo have the confidence to call Hua Gu's name directly? Could it be that the seniority is older than Hua Gu?

Then this Liuyun Sect, the hidden level sweeping monk is quite a lot~

"What are you thinking about with your eyes rolling?" Song Bo's eyes were a little evasive, knowing that Ling Motang might run into a wall at Hua Gu, he still told Ling Motang to listen to this.

"Hua Gu is good, but what is the relationship between Mu Feng's predecessors and Hua Gu?" Ling Motang scratched his head: I always feel that this Song Bo is playing a trick on her.

Song Bo was sloppy: "The brothers and sisters of the same sect have a very good relationship, so when Mu Feng built the yard, he also left a formation book for Hua Wuwu, you ask Wuwu to borrow that book to see, maybe you can break the formation." ”

"You frame me again." Ling Motang rolled his eyes: "If that book is useful, why should the elders be so embarrassed to demolish the courtyard, eighty percent of the book is difficult to understand, and it will not help to read it, and it will not help to enter the courtyard." ”

Song Bo's throat was dry, he poured himself a glass of water, and wondered in his heart: This girl opposite is really a fox-like person, why doesn't she fall into the trap?

"Anyway, I'll tell you everything I should have told you, you can do it yourself, I heard that there are many rare things hidden in that yard, you don't want to go in and have a look?" Song Bo continued to tempt Ling Motang.

Ling Motang knew very well in his heart, he was not moved at all, Shen Yuan also said that there were countless treasures in the spirit gathering platform, so she had to have her life to go in and come out alive.

It is not right for people to die for money, and birds to die for food.

"Done." Ling Motang nodded: "I'll send you spices whenever I go in." "It's not so easy to fool her, after all, people with small breasts generally have to have better brains, otherwise there is no advantage.

"I said, why are you picking like that?" Song Bo jumped to his feet in a hurry: "How long will you have to wait until you can enter the courtyard, there is no time for it." ”

Ling Motang patted the chair and stood up, smiling his eyes: "You can be regarded as saying the truth, knowing that I may not be able to get in, you are embarrassed to beat my idea of what seasoning." Ling Motang seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up: "Uncle Song, otherwise, if you promise me something else, I will continue to provide you with spices." ”

Song Bo: "Tell me about it." ”

"You give me half of the flowers and plants planted in your back garden in the future, and I want flowers and plants every season, and last time I saw the narcissus and camellia blooming in your yard." Ling Motang winked his eyebrows at Song Bo: "You won't refuse me, right?" ”

"Don't even think about it." Song Bo immediately jumped up from the chair: this person is really thick-skinned, he can't enter the alchemy room, and he starts to beat him again, "I said, Ling Motang, can you have some good thoughts in your mind all day long, what kind of bad water is pretended." "Can he offer those flowers and plants as if they were ancestors, can Ling Motang take them away when he says so?

Who in the Liuyun Sect doesn't know that Song Bo has three hobbies in his life: cooking, planting flowers, and petting Ah Fu.

Ling Motang sighed: "Uncle Song, you're boring, I said that you won't let you enter the alchemy room, and I said that you won't give you any flowers and plants, so if you can't work together, I will suffer." "How can there be a good thing about pie in the sky, besides, in the dictionary of Ling Motang's life, there is no word "loss".

"What do you want to do?" Song Bo is a person who loves flowers, this Ling Motang is a big-hearted person at first glance, and if these flowers are to be handed over to Ling Motang, they all have to be tossed to death by Ling Motang.

Ling Motang was serious: "Appreciate it." ”

"Admire you in my garden." Song Bo didn't want to endure the pain of parting love.

"It's different, one is someone else's, and the other is your own." Ling Motang explained: I still see that there is a lot of money in the bank, can it be mine?

Song Bo really admired Ling Motang's eyes, he was really not a master who was easy to fool and gnaw, he asked again: "You tell the truth, what are you used for, you are not a delicate person at first glance, who believes you if you love to enjoy flowers?" ”

Ling Motang covered his face and said helplessly: "Uncle Song, I'm also a 128-year-old, a big girl, you just say I'm rough so directly, is this really good?" ”

Song Bo snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, you are talking about what you want to spend?" ”

"I don't want to grow flowers, I just want flower petals, a lot of petals to make spices." Ling Motang said honestly: "I know you cherish flowers, usually if someone steps on flowers and plants, I think you are very distressed, if I say to pick petals, then can you agree?" ”

Song Bo smiled suddenly: "What should I do, in this way, what flower you say, I will send the petals to you, and you don't have to waste your mind to plant it." ”

"You agreed, but don't you cherish flowers and plants the most?" Ling Motang was a little surprised, and looked at Song Bo with a relaxed face in disbelief.

Song Bo said lightly: "It's good not to hurt the roots of the flowers, the flowers are red every year, they bloom every year, but the flower season is not long, they will wither when they bloom, just look at it and appreciate it, and it will be useful to you." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Song." Ling Motang smiled: "I still have a few jars of salt and vinegar in my yard, and I will send them to you immediately." ”

"Didn't you say no?" When Uncle Song asked, Ling Motang's face was full of embarrassment, and then he scratched the back of his head and smiled: "Uncle Song, it's hard to dismantle." ”