"It'll be better next time." Ye Junyi frowned slightly, obviously not very satisfied with the results this time.

"It's already good." Feng Xiaoyou liked it very much, and looked up and down with the bronze mirror, left and right.

Seeing that she was happy, the smile on the corner of Ye Junyi's mouth continued to expand, "This jade hairpin is an attacking magic weapon, although it is not up to the level of the magic weapon, the attributes are not bad, you can refine it when you have time, it will be better than the dagger you took out last time." ”

"Okay!" Feng Xiaoyou nodded, she thought that she lacked such a weapon anyway, so she should buy it herself, and count the spirit stone in the potion later.

"I'm leaving, and you're ready. I'll bring the potion back first, let the drunkard calculate it, and I'll bring you the spirit stone when you come back from the trial! Night Junyi put the storage bag containing all kinds of potions on the table into the storage ring.

"Good! Brother Night remembers to count the spirit stones purchased from the jade hairpin! Feng Xiaoyou got up and said.

Hearing this, Ye Junyi's face became extremely ugly again, and he glanced at Feng Xiaoyou silently, and jumped out of the window in a flash.

Feng Xiaoyou stood in place for a long time, and after a long time, he shook his head helplessly, and took out the glass clothes that Ye Junyi gave him from the storage bag and put it on his body.

Forget it, if there are more lice, it will not itch, and if there are many debts, it will not be pressed.

If he likes to send it, I'll keep it!

It's a big deal to give him more when a new potion is developed in the future!

Feng Xiaoyou thought about it, and his mood suddenly improved a lot, and he conjured up a water mirror casually, took a stinky photo, and then put away the water mirror, hummed a little song and pushed the door and walked out.

"Grandfather, early!" Feng Xiao greeted the wind Songtao cheerfully, and bent down to hug the little white tiger that pounced in his arms.

"Morning, I'm still dressed like a girl today." Feng Songtao looked Feng Xiaoyou up and down and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's too troublesome to clean up like this, it's okay once in a while!" Feng Xiaoyou replied while giving the little white tiger a haircut.

"It's so difficult to comb your hair in a bun, why don't I go back and ask the wife of the housemaster to find someone to serve you by?"

Hearing Feng Songtao say this, Feng Xiaoyou hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't, I'm used to being alone, it's inconvenient for multiple people." ”

"I really can't help you, if your grandmother is alive, she knows that I have raised her precious granddaughter with such a character, and she doesn't know how to mess with me!" Feng Songtao said helplessly, Feng Xiaoyou's grandmother's qualifications are not very good, and she has only practiced the eighth layer of qi after cultivating all her life, and finally gave up completely, and gave birth to Feng Xiaoyou's father when Shouyuan was approaching, and enjoyed the joy of family for several years.

"Grandfather and grandmother must be beautiful, right?" Feng Xiaoyou heard Feng Songtao mention her grandmother for the first time, and she couldn't help but be curious, looking at Feng Songtao, waiting for his answer.

"Your grandmother is not only beautiful, but also has a good temperament, and I have never seen her blushing or arguing with anyone in her life!" When it comes to his deceased wife, Feng Songtao's face is full of tenderness, and there is some nostalgia in his expression.

"Grandfather and grandmother must have a good relationship, right?"

"I grew up with your grandmother as a child, and I am a childhood sweetheart, and my relationship is good! It's a pity that her qualifications are not good, so she left me so early. A hint of loneliness flashed in Feng Songtao's eyes, and there was a little helplessness in his tone.

"Grandfather, don't be sad, isn't there still Xiaoyou with you?" Feng Xiaoyou put the little white tiger on the ground, stepped behind Feng Songtao, and was coquettish while beating his back.

"Grandfather is fine, we immortal cultivators have always been very open to life and death, life and death have fate, and the opportunity is in the sky." Feng Songtao raised his hand and placed the teacup on the stone table.

Just then, there was a sharp knock on the door outside.