The red and delicate lips opened and closed, although Cheng Qinghe was still young, but his appearance was outstanding, if he was born in a big family like the Nan family, I am afraid that he would also be a young lady who is loved by thousands of people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now Cheng Qinghe is alone, but he is burdened by Longhu Mountain, and his fate is really incomprehensible.

But if it weren't for that, he might not have been able to cross paths with her.

After Cheng Qinghe finished speaking, seeing that Bai Shi looked at her for a long time and didn't answer, he continued: "Presumably senior brother should understand. ”

Bai Shi nodded: "This is natural, but if you marry me and become the head of the Bai family, I will naturally take over all the problems of Longhu Mountain." ”

What she was worried about was just the contest between Longhu Mountain and the four major families, although the situation was a little complicated, but in his opinion, everything was not a problem.

The housewife? This is not the first time he has made this invitation, Cheng Qinghe was silent for a moment, and then said: "These two jars are filled with silverfish blood, taken from the Xuanming Continent, and the effect is amazing, you should know its value better than me." ”

"I understand, but Qinghe, I don't lack these. Maybe you can try other more tempting conditions. ”

Seeing him sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, Cheng Qinghe frowned, he is not an easy character to deal with, and the young senior brother in his memory has long been annihilated in the long river of memories.

"I see, aren't you here just to bring these back?"

"I heard that you met with Gongsun Cheng? What's next? ”

"I don't have any plans for the time being, if my senior brother doesn't have anything to do, please go back."

"Senior sister, this place is so spacious, I don't know if I can spend the night?"

"......" Cheng Qinghe's chest tightened for a moment, "The coffin shop at the East Gate can't be lived?" ”

"Well, there have been a lot of Taoist cultivators recently, and the coffins in the shop are all crowded, can my senior sister bear to sleep with the corpses in the same room by myself?" Shiraishi said solemnly.

A room full of corpses? Just under Cheng Qinghe's hesitation, Baishi's guy spontaneously chose a room.

Li Nian is very unfriendly to this alien species, especially since he is still his same sex, fearful of repulsion of the same sex, but on the surface it is quite calm.

Qinghe deliberately opened an enchantment at night, and this kind of white stone made her feel inexplicably uneasy, so she simply slept all night, and sure enough, she was safe.

When it was dawn, there was a slight sound in the kitchen, and when Li Nian came down, he saw Shiraishi frying poached eggs around his apron.

"Early." He said hello, and his men skillfully picked up the pot and beat the eggs.

Seeing that someone had taken away his errand, Li Nian was indignant for a while, but seeing his soft, harmless, and easy-to-talk appearance, he felt that there was nothing he could do, so he ran into Liu Laosi's house with a sigh.

Liu Laosi was lying on the bed on all fours and fell asleep, and after a while, he couldn't breathe, he opened his eyes with a sigh, and saw Li Nian with a solemn face at the head of the bed, which almost scared him out of a heart attack.

"Ouch, little ancestor, you want to scare Lao Tzu into heaven!"

Li Nian ignored his chatter and kept looking at him solemnly.

Liu Laosi closed his eyes and saw Li Nian standing at the head of his bed, knowing that he was still looking at him directly at this moment, and couldn't help but get up helplessly.

"Ouch, ouch, say whatever you want!"

"The man who came yesterday snatched my shovel, and he will rob our Qinghe tomorrow."

Not to mention Li Nian's pale face with bags under his eyes, standing stiffly, he still really has a bit of the secluded sense of a humanoid doll.

"What does the shovel have to do with Qinghe? Are you a fool of cultivating the Tao? Liu Laosi took a sip of him, but seeing his fragile appearance, he still couldn't bear to say anything to hit him.

"Qinghe won't leave yours, what are you worried about." He reassured.

After the meal, Bai Shi went out early in the morning, Cheng Qinghe was still meditating on the roof, the Qiankun bag spit out the golden egg, she held it in her hand, but found that there was no trace of aura overflowing outside the golden egg at this moment, or rather, it was dead?

She hurriedly probed her divine sense into it, and the entrance was a corrupt atmosphere, but she hadn't seen it for a few days, all the living beings here had been extinct, the dead tree trunks, the corpses of spirit beasts half cut into the earth, as if the whole world had turned into a gray-white world.

The ground that had been condensed and nurtured was cracked one by one, hanging silently, and a dry cold wind blew, and the gravel on the ground rattled.

Along with the Innate Soil and the Disgusting Tree, they also disappeared without a trace.

Failed? Her seemingly well-growing mustard seed world. However, what she didn't expect was that she had only spent a few months outside, and the world of mustard seeds had already passed hundreds of years of sun and moon.

She stepped back, looking a little dazed, but the next second, she gritted her teeth, got off the ground, and headed for the grocery store.

However, it was still daylight, and in the daytime, where the original grocery store was a breakfast stall, she sat by for an afternoon, and people came and went, until at last until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, when there was no one there, and an orange light cast on the ground.

She looked up and saw that the cheongsam woman was holding a kerosene lamp and looking down at her sitting on the steps.

"You're finally here."

The cheongsam woman nodded, "I see you've been sitting here all afternoon, do you have something important?" ”

"Can you see me?" Cheng Qinghe stood up.

The cheongsam woman turned around and walked back to the grocery store with a lamp: "Of course, the union is in a parallel world that coexists with reality, but that passage can only be opened at night. ”

"I see."

"Alas!" The cheongsam woman blocked her way: "I wonder if Qinghe has time to do a business with me?" ”

Cheng Qinghe paused and looked back at them: "What business?" ”

"The Jiangnan Mercenary Union wants to open a commercial street, so that Daoxiu can replace and buy and sell his own things."

"So what?"

"We can open a shop together, there are a lot of things that can be sold, and when the time comes, we will add two to five." The cheongsam woman suggested.

A trace of confusion flashed in Cheng Qinghe's eyes, and he couldn't help but look at her.

"You should be able to make a lot of money by leading the way for Taoist cultivation, right? Why should the shopkeeper open another one? ”

"We cultivators, where is there a time when there are few spirit stones." Money is not burned, art is not pressed, everyone knows the truth.

The Jiangnan Mercenary Union wants to raise funds to open a commercial street, which is not difficult to say, and it is not so simple to say that it is simple.

It's just gossip, and the union has always been tightly managed, just waiting for the moment of release. However, the information of the cheongsam woman can never be faked.

"You're saying that well, I can think about it."

"I hope you can make a decision sooner rather than later." (To be continued.) )