"Naturally. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Cheng Qinghe replied, and then walked towards the mercenary union without looking back.

Yang Pei'an was resting, and when someone came down to report Cheng Qinghe's visit, he motioned for someone to open the door for her.

Cheng Qinghe didn't say anything to him, and when he saw him, he asked him to borrow a batch of spirit beasts, the grade didn't need to be good, as long as it was easy to feed.

Seeing that she was named, Yang Pei'an waved his hand: "Why do you need to borrow such a trivial matter, but the spirit beasts have different appearances and are not easy to transport, so why don't you go and choose them yourself?" ”

Fortunately, the beast farm is at the back of the mercenary union, a vast greenhouse, if it weren't for the glass above, those who don't know would have thought that they had walked into the inaccessible tropical rainforest, and some trees and flowers were huge, which was unheard of.

Cheng Qinghe saw that there was a lot of aura inside, and there was no shortage of some rare treasures, so he couldn't help but be curious: "Is there a tired tree here?" ”

Yang Pei'an nodded: "Grafted from elsewhere, maybe it was taken from the branches, it should be weaker, and it can be developed like this." ”

The scale looks similar to that in the Foshan Secret Mirror, but if you want to talk about the upper realm, it is still a little worse.

Some staff members brought in a few spirit beasts one after another, most of them were common ones, but there was a large-mouthed flower twitching the rhizome that caught her attention.

"This is a flytrap, not a high cultivation, but extremely obedient."

"Oh?" Cheng Qinghe looked around and nodded, "Add it!" ”

After choosing, she put all the more than 100 adult spirit beasts into the golden egg, Yang Pei'an saw that it had a unique shape, and asked what it was.

"Mustard seed world, but there have been some problems lately." Cheng Qinghe didn't hide his selfishness, and he didn't know what the four words he meant at all.

"Mustard World?!" Yang Pei'an looked at the small thing with a shocked face, the golden appearance, so light that it had no weight, he carefully took it from her hand, and leaned into his divine sense to observe it for a moment.

"Have you ever seen the world of mustard seeds? Can you elaborate on that? "There's a contrast, and it's easier to find a way to crack it.

"No, Yang has not only seen it, but he has one in his hand, but he has forgotten where he lost it."

The bead he once had was very different from that in her hand, a small object like a transparent glass ball, in which hung an inverted triangular land, through which the clouds and mist sometimes changed, the evolution of the road could be clearly observed, but it was evident that it was now probably because of the time that it had ceased to change altogether since he took over.

At this time, the current situation in the golden egg was no different from the one in his hand, and the spirit beast that had just been put in it looked like it was still alive.

"If you find it sometime, please let the vice president know." Cheng Qinghe said.

"This is natural. But Xiaoyou don't have to worry too much, I think there is still a possibility of revitalization. Yang Pei said happily.

"Then it's up to you." She smiled back.

Yang Pei'an saw that this golden egg was special, and although he was curious at the moment, when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again.

The mustard seed world is too rare, and as the vice president of the mercenary union, he only has that one at this age.

As soon as this matter was over, Cheng Qinghe talked to him about the commercial street again, and Yang Pei'an was very happy and responded in one bite.

I didn't expect this trip to be so smooth, and on the way back to Cheng's house after leaving the union, I found myself unconsciously walking to the street at the east gate and stopping near the coffin shop.

She looked up at the sign above and looked stunned, and found that it was dimly lit, and she vaguely saw someone busy inside.

It seems that as he said, there were many "guests" in the shop. ”

"Yo, little girl, see you again." The door panel happened to be disassembled, and Cheng Qinghe raised her eyes to see that it was the person who reminded her of Baishi's whereabouts that day.

He is a craftsman, good at refining weapons, and he is naturally a good hand at cultivating mushrooms.

The person in the coffin shop heard the movement, the sound of footsteps approached, Cheng Qinghe hurriedly flashed into the person's refining shop, she thought about it earlier, but she was entangled in trivial matters, since she came at this time, it was just this matter.

"Girl, is this going to buy a magic weapon, or to repair it?" As he spoke, the craftsman flicked a few colored stones on the wooden table.

Don't see him stacked so casually, one of them is a priceless treasure.

"Repair." She sacrificed the Xuanjing Sword, and since it broke, she hadn't found the right time to fix it.

The craftsman took the sword, raised his hand to touch the blade, and only shook his head after determining its material: "Girl, although your sword is a good sword, with all due respect, the spirit stones that have repaired it are enough to buy a better weapon." ”

Cheng Qinghe shook his head: "This is given to me by my master, and I am worried that his old man will be sad." "Sad or not, she doesn't know, the thunderstorm must be certain.

"Oh? I see, in this case, I will do my best, but the ugly words are ahead, this material is hard to find, so I have to replace it with the other, and there will be some differences at that time. ”

She nodded: "You can do it." As he spoke, he looked at the coffin shop opposite the door, where the lights had gone out and it was pitch black.

"I'll pick it up in three days." The craftsman agreed, and he didn't let the deposit be paid, so he let Cheng Qinghe go out, and he especially hated the disturbance of others when he was doing things. Otherwise, I wouldn't have moved to this remote alley.

Shangyu at night is exceptionally quiet, and the day is like two cities, Cheng Qinghe walked on the road step by step, the high-rise buildings on both sides towered into the clouds, she looked up at the sky without a star and moon, a few purple lightning flashed in the gray-black clouds, but it rained lightly.

Her cheeks gradually moistened, and Dream Eater slowly rose delicately, covering her head, and occasionally a pedestrian walked by, holding up a colorful umbrella.

"Qinghe, go to the left." Xiaofu said in her ear.

Cheng Qinghe turned his gaze back from the distant umbrella, and walked to the left of the road: "What do you want?" ”

"I can't be too far away from you, I'm tired of the dreams near home." She didn't have time to care for it, and that it ran out on its own at night to feed.

But not everyone dreams every day, and the quality of dreaming is different, and the amount of cultivation that can be improved is also different.

"I'm sorry, I haven't taken good care of your diet lately." Cheng Qinghe said apologetically.

"Hmm, so take me to a good meal today, turn right and turn right, I already smell a lot of wonderful dreams!" Xiaofu muttered.

Cheng Qinghe smiled and quickened his pace. (To be continued.) )