立 (rì).

Bai Shuang withdrew from his cultivation, feeling the sea of qi in the dantian, and his brows twisted slightly.

"That's it, the simplified version of the Spirit Gathering Array can't ask too much. ”

As soon as Bai Shuang persuaded himself, he saw the array disk next to (shēn), which was still shining, and the light flickered in the dark quiet room, looking magnificent.

It's just that such a magnificent scenery didn't stretch between Bai Shuang's eyebrows, but instead wrinkled his brows more and more, and muttered: "But this simplified version of the Spirit Gathering Array has too many spirit stones to consume, but it is a miscalculation." ”

The god of white frost (qíng) became a little annoyed in a rare way, "Alas, after all, I don't know much about the formation, otherwise I wouldn't have made such a big mistake. ”

In less than half a month like this, the aura contained in these twenty medium-grade spirit stones will be consumed, and then it will have to return to the previous cultivation speed, and the strength required to restore the strength will be stretched again, and it is strange not to be annoyed.

Just as Bai Shuang was thinking hard about the solution, Fang Liang's voice rang out at an inopportune time, so Bai Shuang put this headache aside for the time being.

......

"Forehead ......"

"How?"

Bai Shuang glanced at Fang Liang in some surprise.

Fang Liang hesitated for a while and still persuaded aloud: "I think you should not pay much attention to what happened yesterday (rì), anyway, it was just a draw and you didn't lose." ”

In fact, as early as yesterday (rì) Fang Liang wanted to comfort the white frost like this, but the white frost of yesterday (rì) did not show the slightest discoloration, so Fang Liang also held back, but today (rì) saw that although the god (qíng) on the face of the white frost was the same as usual, Fang Liang just inexplicably felt that the heart (qíng) of the white frost at the moment was not very good.

White Frost blinked, and there was a slight smile in his eyes, "Actually, it's not because of this. ”

Fang Liang wondered, there was nothing else to do except this yesterday (rì).

Bai Shuang soothed: "It's okay, it's just a few small problems, don't worry." ”

But the more Bai Shuang said this, the more curious Fang Liang became, "What is the situation? ”

Seeing Fang Liang say this, Bai Shuang also said directly, "I need spirit stones more recently. ”

Hearing this, Fang Liang was about to take out his spirit stones from the space ring.

Bai Shuang held down Fang Liang's hand and shook his head: "It's not a low-grade spirit stone, it's a medium-grade spirit stone." ”

Fang Liang scratched his head and asked, "How much?"

"The more the merrier. ”

"This ......"

Fang Liang said, he really has no choice about this, you must know that he doesn't have a medium-grade spirit stone now.

After half a sound, Liang continued: "Why don't we go to Xingyuan to pick up some bounty tasks." ”

White Frost was noncommittal, "It's also a way, if you really can't help it, so be it." ”

As they spoke, they had already approached the Shulin Pavilion, and they were about to step into it when they were stopped by someone.

The person who came was none other than Cang Aolin, the son, who had a chūn smug god (qíng) who stopped in front of Fang Liang and the others with one hand and one hand in a large font, and I have to say that that he looked quite stupid.

However, Cang Aolin still looked like he felt good about himself, which made people wonder if he was here to be funny.

Fang Liang frowned, he felt extremely disgusted with this guy, and said angrily: "Why are you blocking the road?"

Cang Aolin raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's nothing, I just want to pay tribute to the two demonic characters who were born out of our Luo Tian Academy." ”

It was obvious that he was talking to Fang Liang, but Cang Aolin's eyes always drifted to the white frost (shēn), which was full of mockery.

Some students who were also blocked outside the door and couldn't move couldn't help but despise Cang Aolin in their hearts when they saw this, this guy was actually embarrassed to deal with such a little girl, and he wasn't too panicked?

Fang Liang raised his eyebrows and was about to speak out, but he never thought of being preempted by Baishuang, "By the way, you came just in time, what about your sister?"

Cang Aolin's nostrils turned to the sky with an arrogant face: "After fighting you, she went back, what do you want to do?"

Bai Shuang frowned and said, "Let her come over today." ”

"Snort~"

Cang Aolin sneered and stretched his voice, and then said: "I said, Miss Bai, do you also look down on yourself too much? Although my Cang family respects you for three points, it has created the illusion that you can call my Cang family and come and go immediately?"

Bai Shuang said indifferently: "You told your sister that I asked her to come, then she will definitely come over, and tell her again, if you don't come, you will bear the consequences! ”

Cang Aolin originally mocked a few words, but when he looked at the ancient well without waves of the white frost, he was a spirit, and he moved his steps without self-control.

Bai Shuang didn't look at Cang Aolin, pulled up the square beam, and left directly.

Leaving Cang Aolin alone by the door to experience the baptism of others' eyes, Cang Aolin's face was blue and purple for a while, and then he brushed his sleeves and left.

Half an hour later.

Cangjia compound, the main courtyard.

Cang Lingyun grinded a mouthful of silver teeth and creaked, "Didn't you say yes yesterday?!Help you, you give me a good class to practice for a month!Why did you skip class and come to me again?!"

Cang Aolin said with a hippie smile: "Sister, don't be angry, I have a reason for this." ”

"Excuses! What can you do?"

Cang Aolin's expression was solemn: "Of course, I don't have anything to do, but this matter is about you, sister, so I didn't even go to class and rushed back immediately." ”

"Huh?"

Cang Lingyun took a sip of tea and was noncommittal.

Cang Aolin smiled, and sneered indescribably: "That little girl from Baishuang said that I asked you to go to her, and threatened to bear the consequences, it's really ridiculous." ”

"Poof...... Ahem!"

Cang Lingyun directly squirted out the tea in his mouth, and then threw the teacup on the table and left quickly.

Cang Aolin wiped the tea on his face in a daze, and was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

当 (rì) 未时.

Fang Liang sent Baishuang to the gate of the garden and met a figure he had not expected.

Until Bai Shuang let him go back, his heart was still full of doubts, "Why did this Cang Lingyun listen to Bai Shuang's words so much? ”

Inside the garden.

Bai Shuang said bluntly: "In the future, give me twenty medium-grade spirit stones every half a month." ”

Cang Lingyun didn't want to refuse, "Impossible! ”

Bai Shuang pondered for a while, and felt that he was indeed a little difficult for a strong man, this Cang Lingyun was not the head of the Cang family, even if their Cang family could get so many medium-grade spirit stones, Cang Lingyun would not be the master.

"Then let's do it, give me five medium-grade spirit stones in half a month. ”

Cang Lingyun was experienced in combat but not very shrewd in this matter, she hesitated for a moment and said, "It's still too much, I also want to cultivate." ”

Bai Shuang had already seen the clue from the god of Cang Lingyun (qíng), and said categorically: "It's enough to drop from twenty to five, this is the bottom line! ”

Cang Lingyun refused to give up, and was entangled with the white frost until he fell into the West Mountain, and then left with a full stomach full of grievances.

Bai Shuang's eyes were leisurely, and she sighed with some emotion, what she did seemed to be a little similar to the people in the Demon Dao in the past, but now it was another era, where did she care about the Righteous Path Demon Dao, and she felt that the Righteous Path and the Demon Dao were actually not much different in the past.

It's just squeezing the weak to fill the self (shēn).