Ning Bei sat in the gazebo, his eyes showing doubt.

He remembered that there were only three bottles, how did it become four?

I saw Xiao Hanhan, who was holding a little donkey, holding a black gourd medicine bottle in his hand, and twenty elixir grains in it, which he regarded as jelly beans and ate them all!

Yan Xiaohan's nose is bleeding!

This is another overstep.

Ning Bei was angry and happy, let Xiao Hanhan play by herself, and said softly: "Say, what do you want me to do?" ”

"Do you know why you come to Wutai Mountain every year to hold a meeting of hundreds of schools?"

Mo Yike deliberately sold a pass.

Ning Bei looked at him calmly, as if looking at an idiot.

Is Mo Yike really stupid or fake stupid?

His four bottles of pills had already been eaten by Shan Xiangxiang and Xiao Hanhan.

Shan Xiangxiang's injuries have healed and returned to the peak, and the person has returned to Liangshan.

The pills in Xiao Hanhan's stomach are about to turn into and be pulled out.

Mo Yike is still selling Guanzi here, if Ning Bei ignores him, he will not do it directly.

He Mo Yike's bamboo basket is empty, and he can't sit on the ground and cry with his feet hugged!

Seeing that Ning Bei was not curious at all, Mo Yike touched his nose and was a little embarrassed, and said in an urn voice: "The construction address of the Star Picking Tower in Wutai Mountain was originally an ancient ruin, but it was later damaged in the war, leaving a complete stone statue of Wangtian roar!" ”

"The Heavenly Roar Stone Statue is congenitally formed, not that it is carved, there is a special feature, that is, it can absorb the power of heaven and earth every year and turn into a purple gas!"

Mo Yike mentioned the purple qi, and his eyes were full of fire.

He originally thought that when he mentioned purple qi, Ning Bei would be interested.

As a result, Mo Yike found that the white-clothed young man in the pavilion was expressionless and did not show the slightest interest.

Ning Bei asked calmly: "How much purple qi can Wangtian Roar gather every year?" ”

"A wisp of purple gas, thick with chopsticks, thirty centimeters long, extremely precious!"

Mo Yike described on the side.

Ning Bei was silent.

This purple gas is really a bit ...... Few!

For Ning Bei, this bit of purple gas is not enough for him to stuff his teeth, it is pitiful!

Mo Yike said in a serious tone: "If the elixir is extinct today, purple qi is even more unattainable, just this purple qi can make the martial artist wise and enlightened, so that it is not difficult to break through on the spot." ”

Purple Qi can permanently enhance the martial artist's own comprehension talent.

It can make up for the innate deficiency of the human body.

Taking purple qi will make people feel a sense of clarity and refreshment.

Therefore, there are no martial artists in the world who don't want purple qi.

Ning Bei took several bottles of pills from Mo Yike, and used this to cure Shan Xiangxiang.

This favor is owed!

Since Mo Yike wanted to use the power of Ningbei to compete for that wisp of purple qi, Ningbei helped him.

Mo Yike said again: "Wangtian roars every year, there is such a purple gas, and the young people of all the sons and hundreds of families are staring at it, I am not sure that I can grab it, so I want you to help me." ”

"When did that wisp of purple qi appear?"

Ning Bei asked calmly.

Mo Yike said decisively: "Three days later! ”

"I'll help you then!"

Ning Bei got up and went to the Star Picking Tower, Mo Yike grinned, with Ning Bei helping him, this year's purple qi is nine out of ten for him!

But Mo Yike didn't seem to know that the people he invited to help lacked everything, but there was no shortage of purple qi!

Ningbei cultivated overnight, and the condensed purple qi could be compared to the work of looking at the sky and roaring for a year.

In the hall on the first floor of the Star Picking Building, there is a white marble texture of the roar of looking at the sky, after years of wind and frost, it is still lifelike, belonging to the congenital formation, from the masterpiece of nature.

This star-picking tower seems to have been built to look at the sky and roar.

Mo Yike said beside him: "Let's go, we live on the seventh floor." ”

"Little Momo, where does my little donkey live?"

Yan Xiaohan led the little donkey, dumbfounded, and asked Mo Yike where his little donkey lived.

The martial artists walking around in the Star Picking Tower, with strange eyes, walked around Yan Xiaohan from a distance.

After all, the people who can come to pick up the star tower are all people with heads and faces in the hundreds of schools.

It's like a swallow returning and leading a little donkey to come in in a big way.

Mo Yike had a headache and said, "I'll let people arrange for this donkey to live in the stable!" ”

"Oh, Tui!"

The little donkey has a lot of humanity, only Xiao Hanhan knows.

I saw that the little donkey had a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit on Mo Yike's face, the donkey's eyes were round, and he looked disdainful, and he wanted to follow Yan Xiaohan to live on the seventh floor.

Mo Yike blew up on the spot: "What a thing!" ”

A donkey dares to bully him as the young master of the Mo family?

Ning Bei said calmly: "Xiao Han, let the little donkey sleep with you and take care of it!" ”

"I'll do something, don't worry!"

Yan Xiaohan patted his chest and reassured.

Swish!

The little donkey stood upside down with its tail on the spot, its eyes were round, and it looked at Xiao Hanhan very vigilantly, and couldn't help but step back and keep a safe distance!

The little donkey vaguely remembered that in the northern desert, after this naughty thing finished saying the sentence "I will do things, you can rest assured", he used a knife to cut a large piece of meat on its butt to make soup.

The scars are still there!

This incident has become a shadow of the little donkey's childhood.

Mo Yike wiped the saliva off his face, his face was black and he didn't say a word, realizing that not only the people in Beiliang were not easy to mess with, but even a special donkey was not easy to mess with!

This donkey is an extraordinary breed, and his IQ is a bit high!

There are few animals that can understand the world, and there are few people to mess with.

Ning Bei came to the guest room on the seventh floor, sat down calmly, glanced at the black tea on the table, and frowned slightly: "Xiaohan, change the tea!" ”

"Okay, let me tie the donkey!"

Yan Xiaohan's way of tying donkeys is also different from that of people.

When others tie their donkeys, they tie their necks like dogs.

Xiao Hanhan tied the donkey's legs with hemp rope, like a pig on the main board.

This way of tethering a donkey, no matter how you look at it, looks like preparing to sharpen the knife Huo Huo to the pig and sheep posture!

The little donkey is embarrassed, as long as this naughty young man doesn't pull out his knife, he can toss himself as much as he wants, but occasionally he will call twice: "Grass and mud horses......"

After Yan returned and tied the little donkey, he went to change tea for his brother.

Mo Yike said softly: "Don't be so troublesome, just let the people below change the tea." ”

"No, what if you poison you!"

Mo Yike, who was stunned by Yan's return, rolled his eyes, was stunned and couldn't answer, and locked down and let this naïve go directly to change tea.

As everyone knows, Yan returned so actively to change tea.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Not long after Yan returned, he did replace the black tea with green tea, but he even went back to the room with a big black pot.

This big black cauldron is enough to put Mo Yike in it and boil.

Mo Yike was suddenly shocked, and asked with a confused face, "What are you doing when you come back with a pot?" ”

"Grass mud horse, grass mud horse, grass ......"

In the room, the little donkey who was tied to the donkey's legs had round eyes, kept kicking, and screamed.