"Let's go! Wanwan, let's go in and have a look! Purple Moon was the first to step into the room that Ruthless had prepared for her. And Wanwan followed, like a gust of wind, and ran in.

The room is very simple, only a bed, a table, a few stools, and there is a pu tuan on the bed, but there is no quilt, I think these are all prepared for cultivators, but Ziyue, who is used to sleeping, doesn't like this kind of life very much.

"Wanwan, let's go! We went out and bought something. Ziyue turned around and said to Wanwan, who was standing behind her.

"Okay, Sister Yue, let's go!" Wanwan went up, took her arm, and the two walked out very intimately.

The streets of the town are very lively, with pedestrians coming and going. Ziyue and Wanwan were buried in the vast sea of people.

On both sides of the street, the shouting was endless, there were the cries of mortals, and there were also stalls set up by cultivators. Because this town is close to the Ziyin Mountain Range, there are countless cultivators gathered here, and those with lower cultivation have also made their homes here, and they have been passed down from generation to generation, and there are more mortals.

Therefore, in this town, the most seen are mortals.

The town is very large, winding for miles, but in the direction of the east, there are large courtyards at the level, which are usually uninhabited, and only a while before the opening of the Ziyin Mountain Range, it will be inhabited. And those courtyards were bought or built by each faction to prepare for their own stay.

But the streets in the east are not as lively as in the west. It's quiet here, and there are only a few people in each shop, and some people even fall asleep in the shop.

The two walked through the lively West Street and arrived at the side of East Street, but they saw that the scene here was far from that side. If West Street is a place where small commoners stay, then East Street is where the kings and nobles are located.

"Sister Yue, there's a shop in front, let's go in and have a look!" Wanwan pointed to the shop in front of her, she thought it was selling food, but after the two of them entered, they found that it was opened by a cultivator.

"Two guests, I don't know what you need?" The shopkeeper walked towards them very enthusiastically.

"What do you have here?" Ziyue saw that in the shop, clothes and other things were hanging all over the walls, but on the counter in front of them, there were indeed magic weapons and pills.

"We have everything here, everything we need, I wonder what the two guests need?" The shopkeeper is a mortal, but he has been in this small shop opened by a cultivator for several years, and his eyes are different from those of ordinary mortals on West Street.

"Are you here a ready-to-wear shop, or a shop to buy magic pills?" Wanwan pointed to the clothes on the wall, and then pointed to the things on the cabinet, and asked the shopkeeper with a puzzled expression.

The shopkeeper scratched his head and said with a smile, "Girl, this, this store is not only selling clothes, but also selling magic pills, but what is needed is different from West Street, the quality of the clothes here is designed according to the needs of cultivators, so the currency of buying and selling transactions is not silver taels, but the spars commonly used by cultivators." ”

"Traded with spars, Wanwan, did you bring it, I spent it all." Ziyue turned her head to look at Wanwan, a little embarrassed, she didn't have many spars, and in the wild land, she spent all the spars, and now her pockets are empty.

"Sister Yue, I don't have either, the spars are usually used for cultivation, so I didn't keep them, and the spars allocated by our ordinary disciples are very few, so" Wanwan checked her pocket, and only found some ordinary silver taels, and there were no spars left.

"That's fine, let's go to West Street! Little second brother, I'm sorry, our spars have been spent, wait until the next time we go out, come back here, okay? Ziyue looked at him apologetically.

"It's okay, generally cultivators will use spars for cultivation, and only the excess will be left, so I have seen a lot of this situation, and if it is not in the way, I hope that the two girls, next time they need to buy something, and then visit our small shop." Xiao Er also met a lot of people like Ziyue and them, and there were often cultivators like the two of them who didn't go out with spars.

"Wanwan, let's go to West Street to see, are there any quilts and clothes or anything like that, thank you, little second brother!" Ziyue turned her head to thank her, and then went out with Wanwan and went to West Street.

"Sister Yue, I don't have a lot of silver in my hand, I don't know if Sister Yue has it in your hand?" Wanwan was worried that she didn't have enough silver on her body, so as not to cause the embarrassing situation just now, so she asked her.

"Let's go! I do have some silver, so don't worry. Ziyue pulled her and quickly ran into West Street.

The lively atmosphere came from the pavement, and all kinds of shouting and shouting shuttled through the streets, and this atmosphere also enlivened the mentality of the two of them shopping.

"Sister Yue, look, what's that?" Wanwan, who had never been far away, saw the vendor selling sugar gourds in front of her shouting in the direction where they were.

"It's a sugar gourd for kids, but if you like it, you can buy a bunch and try it." Anyway, she didn't like the sweet taste very much, but Yan Bao liked it very much, and she often took him to the street at the beginning, and every time she went out, she would come back with a large string.

"Okay, I'll buy it and try it!" Wanwan said that she would do it, and Ding Ding Dong Dong ran to the vendor who sold sugar gourds, "This uncle, how is this sold?" ”

"A string of copper plates, how many strings do you want?" The uncle who sold the sugar gourd stopped, stood the stick tied to the sugar gourd on the ground, wiped the sweat on the top of his head, and asked.

"Uncle, here is enough to buy your string!" Ziyue handed the uncle a piece of silver, thinking to herself, she prepared some first, and when Yanbao came back, she would be able to eat his favorite sugar gourd as soon as possible.

"Enough is enough!" The uncle took the silver from Ziyue's hand and handed her the whole string.

"Alright, Wanwan, taste!" She plucked a string from the stick, handed it to Wanwan, and then put the whole stick into the storage bracelet so that he could eat it when Yanbao returned.

"Thank you, Sister Yue!"

Wanwan took it and began to eat. An adult, like a child, was on the street, eating sugar gourds, looking east and west.

Meanwhile, in a restaurant not far from them, two men sat by the window, watching their every move.

"Your Majesty, the princess is quite leisurely! Do you want to go over? A man in Tsing Yi was dancing a fan and looking at the masked man drinking tea opposite with a smile.

"Qingfeng, if you don't mess with me, will you die?" The masked man put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the man opposite.

"How can there be, your lord, you are the king, I am the minister, how dare I?" Qingfeng looked at him with a smile, but that smile, in Xuanyuan Yichen's opinion, was a naked mockery.

"Really?" He looked at him with an evil smile, but it made Qing Feng's whole body chill for no reason.

"That's right, that's right, I definitely didn't laugh at you, I still have some things, your lord, chasing the princess, it's inconvenient for the ministers to follow you, and the subordinates will leave first."

Kill him, and he won't accompany the king to chase the princess, isn't this the rhythm of looking for death? At that time, not only will the king rectify him, but with the princess's temperament, he will definitely not be able to eat, so it is better to go around and flash people early.

Xuanyuan Yichen watched him run away as if he was running away, and chuckled, "This kid is running fast?" It's just how should I appear by Yue'er's side? ”