"I, I ......"

Qi Yan embedded her wrist, her strength was amazing, and her eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling kept staring at her: "What other reason?" ”

"I don't like you."

The flower butter mist turned his head, dodged his compelling gaze, and said this sentence in one go, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Qi Yan's face turned black, but the force on his wrist did suddenly decrease.

He grimaced: "No one has ever dared to refuse me. ”

"Everyone is different," she said. ”

Qi Yan spread his hand, not very happy.

What he wanted was to make the woman in front of him submit, and if he wanted to force it, it wouldn't be much fun. It's better to go to the Qinglou, find three flower girls, drink and sing, and be served comfortably, not to mention sulking here.

"Go warm the bed."

The flower butter mist retreated to the couch, looking at Qi Yan with his back to her, drinking the herbal tea that had already been cold, and his mood was a little complicated.

Getting into the futon, a familiar sandalwood fragrance came to her nose, and she smelled the same smell on Qi Yan's body.

Now, she was lying in the cold futon, ignoring him, her mind full of thoughts about the python fruit and the auction.

I don't know, tomorrow morning, how much aura will be left in the spirit python fruit. Add ten more Silver Source Pills, and I don't know if I can exchange them for Gold Source Pills.

It's melancholy to think about.

Holding the futon, she yawned twice in a row, and was dazed and almost fell asleep.

When the futon was warm, she rubbed her eyes, got up with her body, and went back to the sheepfold.

Qi Yan didn't keep her and didn't say a word, which surprised her.

In the sheepfold, the little fat sheep snorted and snorted, although the night was cool, but it was not so bad that it became a fog, but its sheep mouth always spewed white smoke.

This puff of white smoke looks a little familiar......

The resin mist screamed, holding its sheep face, and opened its mouth in horror.

"Little Fat Sheep, you ate my spirit python fruit?!"

The palm-sized mouth is like a black hole, and there is not even the peel left, and the juice of the spirit python fruit wets its wool, wisps by wisp, innocent and cute.

She wanted to cry without tears.

"Baa~" the little sheep burped.

"You pay me for the python fruit! My Jin Yuan Dan! ”

No matter how much she cries, the eaten spirit python fruit will not be conjured again.

With her head in her arms and her eyes closed, she collapsed in despair on the thatch. The little sheep arched her body, and she was like a dead snake, not moving anyway.

What a rare python fruit.

For no reason, bury the sheep's mouth!

After a long time, she sighed unconsciously, turned over, and stared at the little sheep: "Can you spit it out?" ”

The little sheep shook his head and said no.

"Then what do I take to exchange for Jinyuan Dan, ten Yinyuan Dan is definitely not enough, I don't even have a treasure, alas."

The mist flipped back and lay on his back, looking up at the sky.

The clouds showed a little or two stars, and near the stars, there was a dark sky, as if there was infinite sorrow hidden in it. Just like now, she is in a sad mood.

"Poof~——"

What was that......

"Poof~——"

The flower butter mist came back to her senses and turned her head to look at the voice.

A sheep's fart.

Now, she doesn't even have the mood to beat and scold the little sheep. The Jin Yuan Dan that was about to arrive was gone in an instant, and along with her, there was also her cultivation ability, life-saving ability, and chance of revenge......

It's not just a python fruit.

This is the second half of her life.

"Don't bite me."

The little sheep bit her fingers, but she didn't let go, she raised her arm angrily, and was about to raise her fist to beat it, but the little sheep immediately twisted her buttocks, "poof", and let out a sheep fart at her.

Is this sheep crazy?