Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, in the trading building.

"Sister, I want to sell something."

Xiao Budian looked at Bei Weiwei and said with a smile.

"Good!"

Bei looked at Xiao Budian with beautiful eyes and smiled slightly.

Xiao Bu nodded, and according to Bei Weiwei's instructions, he took out a large pile of beast corpses.

"It's a little bit, it's a total of 585,000 value points, and my sister has entered your Wanjie invitation card."

Looking at the cute little Budian in front of her, Bei smiled slightly, and when Xiao Budian entered the trading building, she knew the identity of Xiao Budian.

Shi Hao, the child of destiny of the perfect world, the Emperor of the Wasteland!

Xiao Budian took out his Wanjie invitation card, and looked at the Wanjie invitation card with an extra 585,000 value points, and raised his eyebrows, so much money, how much beast milk can be bought.

Xiao Budian seemed to have seen the inexhaustible beast milk beckoning to him.

"Sister, I want to buy animal milk!"

Xiao Budian looked at Bei Weiwei and said with a smile, he felt that the beast milk given to him by the ghost king was not enough for him to drink for a few days, in order for himself to grow up healthily, he felt that he should buy more.

Bei Weiwei heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched, she remembered some things in the original work of Perfect World, "Five-year-old keeps milking, chasing finches Xiao Haohao", it really deserves its reputation.

There is a five-colored finch above Xiao Bu's head, and with his words, isn't this the best proof?

Bei Weiwei felt that it was very good to buy some milk powder and resell it in the trading building.

Because, all the children who enter the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City seem to have a soft spot for beast milk, and even eight-year-old Yang Lingyun likes to drink divine beast milk.

"Brother Shi Hao, Baguio knows where to sell milk, I'll take you."

Baguio stretched out his finger and gently poked Shi Hao.

Little Baguio often goes into the trading building with Yang Lingyun, she also likes to drink milk, and she naturally knows where to put the animal milk.

"Hmm!"

Xiao Bu nodded, and followed behind Baguio, he just wanted to buy some animal milk and go back to his younger brothers and sisters in the village to drink, yes, that's it.

Watching Baguio take Shi Hao towards the grocery area, Bei smiled slightly, and then glanced at Xiaoling on the side.

Xiaoling understood, and immediately walked towards the two children.

"Little brother, there are real dragon milk, phoenix milk, unicorn milk... What milk are you going to buy? ”

Xiaoling walked up to Shi Hao, pointed to the various animal milk in the crystal counter, and introduced with a smile.

"True dragon milk, Sister Er Ya must like it..."

"Phoenix milk, Da Zhuang often drinks..."

"Kirin milk, it's not bad to quench the thirst of monkeys!"

“...”

Xiao Budian looked at the various beast milk on the counter, smacked his tongue, and smiled: "Sister, bring me 100 copies of real dragon milk, phoenix milk, and unicorn milk." ”

He wouldn't say that he wanted to drink the beast's milk.

"Okay."

When Xiaoling heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched, she looked at the corners of Xiao Budian's mouth drooling, and naturally knew that it was actually Xiao Budian who wanted to drink milk, not the names of those people in his mouth.

"Brother Shi Hao, what about Baguio?"

Hearing that Xiao Budian didn't have her own name in her mouth, Baguio was not happy, and she also wanted to drink milk.

"How could you forget Sister Baguio."

Xiao Budian heard this, looked at Baguio, smiled slightly, and immediately asked Xiaoling to get some animal milk for Baguio.

Seeing this, Baguio's eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent.

......

The new hundred lady plane.

Xu Xian walked on the spacious street and said to himself: "Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the Dragon Boat Festival drinks realgar wine, but where is the lady and Xiaoqing..."

If he hadn't known that his wife and Xiaoqing were "snake fairies", Xu Xian would definitely buy realgar wine and go back to celebrate with his wife, but he had been to the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, seen his fate, and knew that his lady Bai Suzhen was a "snake fairy".

Snakes, when they encounter a strong one, they will turn into prototypes.

Originally, he would drink realgar wine during the Dragon Boat Festival every year, but Xu Xian knew about his wife's affairs, so he didn't want to buy realgar wine.

Although he no longer minds the fact that his wife is a "snake fairy", he doesn't want to watch his wife become a living person in front of him.

It is worth mentioning that Xu Xian, a little white face, has a very nourishing life during this time, and Bai Suzhen sold the exercises and let him practice the Taoist scriptures.

Now he is a five-star realm cultivation city.

Not only that, Xu Xian also bought a lot of medical books, and now he is a miracle doctor who has been heard from far and near, after all, the medical books of the Ten Thousand Worlds are not blown.

During this time, Xu Xian met Nie Caichen and Qiusheng in the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, and knew that their other half was a ghost, so his heart was balanced a lot.

After all, ghosts and snakes are not people, and there seems to be no difference between sun-ghost and sun-snake, after all, they are not people!

Besides, his lady is a serious immortal, much higher than the identity of a ghost.

Xu Xian shook his head and decided not to buy realgar wine, after buying some things, it was like walking at home.

Just as Xu Xian walked to the stone bridge, a peaceful voice sounded behind him, "Master Xu Xian, please stay!" ”

When Xu Xian heard this, he paused, looked back, and saw an old monk wearing a big red robe, holding a golden Zen staff, and kind eyes standing in front of him.

"Master, is there something wrong with you?"

Looking at this kind-eyed old monk, Xu Xian bowed slightly and smiled politely.

"Master Xu, the old man sees that your Yin Hall is black, and there will be a bloody disaster in the near future!"

The old monk looked at Xu Xian and frowned slightly.

"Master, a young man is a doctor, just a weak scholar, in the past, there was no grievance and no enmity with others, how could there be a disaster of blood and light? Master, don't scare Xiaosheng!"

When Xu Xian heard this, he smiled and said with a smile.

He has seen his fate and knows that he was dismantled by Fahai Shengsheng in the original work, and for the monk, Xu Xian instinctively rejects it.

"Is it really just a weak scholar?"

When the old monk heard this, he glanced at Xu Xian deeply.

Looking at the meaningful eyes of the old monk, Xu Xian frowned slightly, and felt uncomfortable in his heart, he felt that in front of the old monk, there was no secret to speak of.

"Master, if there is nothing to do, Xiaosheng will leave first."

Although Xu Xian hated monks, he still understood the etiquette that should be there, and hugged his fists at the old monk and said.

Instead of arguing with this old monk here, it is better to go back and accompany the lady more.

"Master, if there is nothing to do, Xiaosheng will leave."

Xu Xian hugged his fist at the old monk and said. Instead of accompanying this old monk here, it is better to go back and accompany the lady more.

His lady Bai Suzhen is pregnant.

"Donor Xu, stay, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, don't you buy some realgar wine, you must know that it is a custom to drink realgar during the Dragon Boat Festival."

The old monk stopped Xu Xian, with a kind look on his face.

"Master, Neiko is pregnant, and it is inconvenient to drink, so Xiaosheng doesn't buy it."

Xu Xian said.

"Master Xu, it seems that you love Mrs. Ling very much."

When the old monk heard this, he glanced at Xu Xian deeply, and said with a smile: "Lord Xu, the poor monk is the host of Jinshan Temple, and his legal name is Fahai, and he is looking at ...... today."

"What, you're a bald donkey!"

Without waiting for the old monk to finish speaking, the smile on Xu Xian's face disappeared and said coldly.

Old Monk: "......"

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