From the end of the street to the street, Luo Qingyin's divine consciousness seemed to have experienced a baptism of storm, tired but benefited a lot. She stopped, breathed a little, and then turned back and walked towards the stall she was looking at.

There are about a dozen stalls with good grade spirit grass, Luo Qingyin according to the needs of each stall, change the things they need, and then use the things they need to replace the spirit grass.

In less than half an hour, she had changed no less than twenty kinds of spirit grasses, many of which were not available on the market at all.

When he was about to finish a circle, the corner of his clothes was suddenly grabbed.

Luo Qingyin turned around in surprise, and at some point there was a little boy about six or seven years old beside her, with a little ice crystal on his crystal clear face, and a pair of smart eyes showing a clear color.

He held a black kitten in one hand and grabbed the corner of her coat with the other.

Isn't this the little boy you caught a glimpse of last time?

Luo Qingyin remembered him, although it was the first time they met, she felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Sister," the little boy's blue eyes looked at her pitifully, and his voice was soft and cute, very flattering, "I want to buy exercises." ”

How is it exactly the same as the sound of a snow ginseng doll?

Luo Qingyin had a bad premonition in his heart.

Could it be that they are disguised?

This camouflage technique is very rebellious!

The ink monkey disguised as a black kitten couldn't stand it, and bared his teeth and grinned: "Stupid woman, what kind of eyes are you, even we can't recognize it, despise it!" ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

Really.

She reached out and touched the head of the snow ginseng doll, and said softly, "What exercises do you want?" ”

The snow ginseng doll led Luo Qingyin to an inconspicuous stall.

On the stall were basically worn scrolls, the corners of which were tattered and dusty, almost indistinguishable from those found in trash cans.

Luo Qingyin stretched out his divine sense to test it, but still couldn't find out the origin of the book, and couldn't help frowning, "Are you sure?" ”

The snow ginseng doll nodded firmly.

Luo Qingyin didn't ask much, and reached out and knocked on the stall.

The stall owner leaned against the wall with his face covered by a shabby hat, as if asleep.

Luo Qingyin knocked three times in a row, and the stall owner finally realized that a customer came to the door, took off the hat, revealing a face as dirty as the old scroll, and a pair of sleepy eyes immediately cleared up when he saw Luo Qingyin: "You want to change the scroll?" ”

Luo Qing groaned "um" and pointed to the worn-out scroll: "How to change it?" ”

The stall owner stretched out his hand: "Five soul stones with different attributes of five grades." ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

That's not how the big head slaughtered.

Luo Qingyin took the hand of the snow ginseng doll and left.

The snow ginseng doll looked at Luo Qingyin with tears in her eyes, her smart eyes were full of tears, turning and turning, her feet were like nailed to the ground, and she refused to move.

Luo Qingyin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he carried him away.

The snow ginseng doll flattened her mouth, and the tears were about to slide down.

Luo Qingyin glared at him: "Take back the tears." ”

The snow ginseng doll was stunned, and even tears froze.

Seeing that she was really leaving, the stall owner hurriedly rushed up with the book: "Hey, wait, five yuan is not good, four yuan is fine." ”

Without the barrier of the shelf, Luo Qingyin saw clearly that the stall owner was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

Luo Qingyin looked at him with a sneer: "Are you selling cabbage in the market?" ”

The stall owner touched his nose weakly.

After all, he himself couldn't see the value of those worn-out scrolls, and no one cared about them after a few swings, and he was in a hurry to use the money, so he had to give in, "How much can you give?" ”

Luo Qingyin thought for a moment.

She only had two soul stones for the fifth grade, and she decided to lower the price again.

The snow ginseng doll couldn't wait for Luo Qingyin to speak, and was anxious to ask for it, so she took out three five-grade soul stones from her arms and handed them to her.

The stall owner's eyes straightened.

The ink monkey couldn't bear to look at it and covered his eyes.

These soul stones were clearly taken from the Xue Mansion, and Benxue not only exposed herself, but also harmed it!

Luo Qingyin raised his eyebrows and glanced at the snow ginseng doll, took the soul stone, turned his head and said to the stall owner: "There are only three pieces, do you like it or not." ”

The stall owner's gaze fell on the three soul stones, one for the earth attribute, one for the metallic nature, and one for the extremely rare thunder attribute, scratched his head, and sighed: "Three is three." ”

Pay with one hand and deliver with the other.

Luo Qingyin took the few broken scrolls that were thrown on the ground and no one picked them up, and turned to leave.

The snow ginseng doll hugged the ink monkey and followed her cautiously, not daring to say a word.

Back in the Pillow Xia Palace, Luo Qingyin had a calm face and looked at the two weak-hearted little villains: "Where did the soul stone in your hand come from?" ”

Her eyebrows are fine, her eyes are clear, she is bright when she laughs, and when she is not smiling, she has the momentum of the collapse of the jade mountain, the snow ginseng doll lowered her head, secretly raised her eyes to look at her expression, and her white and chubby fingers were right: "I...... I'm ...... with the broken monkey."

The ink monkey was taken aback, jumped up and covered his mouth: "Stupid, you can't say it!" ”

Luo Qingyin lifted the back of the ink monkey's neck, picked it up, and sneered: "Can't say? ”

The ink monkey covered his face and shouted, "Stupid, you killed me, squeak." ”

In the end, the snow ginseng doll still came out.

Luo Qingyin's eyes were like the bright moon, bright and cold: "You were really damaged by the ink monkey." ”

Snow Ginseng Doll's smart eyes looked at Luo Qingyin with great concern, waiting for the upcoming punishment.

The ink monkey scratched his butt and said, "Ye is innocent, squeak." ”

In the next second, the corners of Luo Qingyin's lips bloomed with a smile of peach blossoms in the spring breeze in March: "However, I like it." ”

Ink Monkey: "......"

The snow ginseng doll happily threw herself into Luo Qingyin's arms, and her face was covered with saliva with a chirp.

Luo Qingyin picked him up and put it on the table and asked, "What's the matter with the broken scroll you want to buy today?" ”

The snow ginseng doll put the scroll in front of Luo Qingyin like a treasure, although the scroll was worn, it was very well preserved inside, and the upper, middle and lower volumes were complete.

Luo Qingyin opened the upper scroll and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Kunpeng Dao Trick? ”

The Kunpeng Dao recipe is very strange, just the name is written in words, and after opening the scroll, there is something twisting and winding like a ghost drawing, which is more mysterious than the fragment of the Shenhuo map that she accidentally obtained.

The ink monkey licked his paws and sneered: "You don't know the goods, right? "Kunpeng Dao Recipe" is the supreme technique for the cultivation of spirit beasts and spirit plants, and it is exchanged for three five-grade soul stones, which is simply the same as picking up. ”

There is a fish in the North Underworld, whose name is Kun; Turned into a bird, its name is Peng.

This is the Kunpeng Dao Technique, a supreme exercise!

Humans don't know what to do, and they treat it as garbage.

Luo Qingyin returned the scroll to him, touched his head and said, "Since this is the case, let's cultivate well." ”

The snow ginseng doll happily ran to practice happily with her chubby little hands holding the scroll.

Luo Qingyin looked at his back, and the corners of his lips hooked up a shallow smile.

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