Half an hour later.

A bazaar at the junction of the world's immortal cultivation realm and secular territory.

The beautiful little girl was dressed like a Taoist robe, and the long black hair on the back of her head was firmly held by a plain hairpin.

A pair of big eyes that didn't look like they looked left and right, with a little curiosity.

This little girl's small round face looks a little fleshy, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and that fairy dress, like a fairy in the clouds who came out of a painting.

The people around couldn't help but look at her, but there was a person behind her.

Wearing black clothes, the magic pattern was hidden by him, but it was a little lazy, and it looked fierce.

And it's so sensitive that the moment you look up at the little girl, he will look back.

Such a threatening glance is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

And looking at the two of them like this, they are clearly not ordinary people.

Even a few monks unconsciously retreated.

In this regard, Mingyue expressed her satisfaction.

And Qinghui, who felt that Luobei was noisy around him, was also very satisfied.

So for Mingyue's action of holding hands, Qinghui didn't mean to pay attention to it.

The market is quite bustling, full of stalls and vendors.

There aren't too many people to buy food, but it's still a novelty.

Mingyue followed behind Qinghui and watched her interest in these foods, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After all, as an instrumental spirit, they don't have the need for appetite, let alone curiosity about the food that humans eat.

But what's the deal with this little guy.

Because it's a newborn machine spirit, are you curious about everything else?

Could it be that this is still a curious baby?

Mingyue really didn't expect it, with a little surprise in her eyes.

But as a tool spirit who has lived for I don't know how many years and how many things he has hidden, even if you want to knock the best spirit stones every day, he can raise it.

Not to mention just a little snack.

If you buy all this street, it's only the money of a few top-grade spirit stones.

So Qinghui walked in front with all kinds of things, Mingyue threw out something to pay for in the back, and the things he threw out at random made those stall owners who just opened a small stall to make some money stunned.

When Qinghui's hands were full, Mingyue didn't have the hands to pay, and this market didn't come to an end.

There is also an annoying aura that keeps approaching.

Mingyue frowned, she didn't understand that they had already left that place, how could those guys still come along the way, were these people dog-nosed?

Grab cubs with him?

Mingyue's eyes were dark, and the magic lines that had been hidden seemed to flash on her face for a moment.

Sensing the change in Mingyue's breath, Qinghui turned his head to look at it, blinked his eyes, and stuffed a small goldfish-shaped ball in his mouth, and was puffing out his cheeks to chew again.

The voice was a little slurred, milky, "What do you do?" ”

"Let's go."

Mingyue spoke in a low voice.

Coming directly to Qinghui, the black mist around him surged.

Before the surrounding monks could detect the demonic aura, the figures of the two disappeared.

The surrounding scenery changed, and Qinghui looked up to see that the two had returned to the misty forest just now.

At this point, Mingyue obviously relaxed a little.

Throw a table out of the storage space, put everything on the table, and look at his cub with satisfaction, "Eat." ”