Pressing Wei Ling on the chair, Jiang Mu caressed the space with his palm, and a crystal wall appeared, clearly reflecting their figures. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you showing off your wealth?"

Looking at the whole piece of spirit crystal in front of him, even Wei Ling looked at it with a little hot eyes, this spirit crystal was different from the spirit stone, the level of the former was several levels higher than that of the high-grade spirit stone.

If this spirit crystal is placed at the auction, it will be at least 50,000 high-grade spirit stones as the base, and all her belongings will only add up to about 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, and this one alone will be worth more than half of her net worth.

And this is just a mirror he took out at random, not even the tip of the iceberg, the legendary King Hua'an is really extraordinary.

"Show off!"

Jiang Mu smiled dumbly, what was this little girl thinking? He was a real poor ghost, and the resources he had collected over the years had been used by him to cultivate cultivators, and this spirit crystal was still scavenged by him from the unlucky guy who had been refined into a demon by him.

Really counted, he seems to have nothing but a weapon and a small courtyard, and it is estimated that he is the poorest half-step distraction period in history.

"Sit down!"

Seeing Wei Ling writhing restlessly, Jiang Mu flicked her little head as a warning.

Although Wei Ling, who was in pain, wanted to return that moment, but thinking about the tragic experience before, and thinking about the little cultivation he had now, he still decided to be a little more obedient.

Sitting on the chair obediently, Wei Ling felt very uncomfortable, and what did Jiang Mu do with her hair?

Through the spirit crystal wall, she saw that her tied hair was scattered by Jiang Mu, and the ribbon that served as a hairband was also held in his hand.

I didn't see what he had done, and the ribbon was split into several small ribbons.

"What is he going to do?"

Wei Ling was a little puzzled about Jiang Mu's behavior, but he didn't have killing intent or other intentions on his body, so he went with him, and he couldn't resist now anyway.

Looking at the hair hanging down his shoulders, Jiang Mu recalled the process of grooming her when her mother was still alive.

Too much time had passed, and even he needed a little time to recall this inconsequential information.

A little bit of fundamental memory was restored, Jiang Mu's hand also moved, but I don't know if his talent was too poor, even if he meticulously copied the maid's behavior, the hairstyle he finally got was messy, not as good as the previous ponytail.

"This guy must be trying to torture me for fun!"

Jiang Mu didn't know the severity at all, his hair was too tight, his scalp hurt to death, and this chicken-nest-like hairstyle was really ugly.

Pushing away someone's hand, Wei Ling cleaned up the spiritual power that was used to set the shape one by one, and finally took the small ribbon again and simply combed his hair according to what he had learned before.

It's no longer the ponytail before, or rather, she doesn't have any hairstyle at all, just lets her hair hang down, and then ties up a bunch of hair on both sides with a small ribbon, which looks more delicate and lovely.

It seems that women are better at this!

Jiang Mu shook his head helplessly, with his hand, it was okay for him to hold the sword and kill the enemy, but he would have more than enough strength to do these things.

However, the hairstyle is done, what to do with this clothes, the cultivator knows how to clean clothes, but she doesn't need to change and wash, but she can't wear men's clothes all the time.

But he didn't have any clothes for her, which made him a little worried.

Why didn't I think of this problem when I wanted to keep her by my side, and now I don't know where to start when I prepare again.

"Am I sitting in the whole bitter cold land, but I can't even take out a little girl's things?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Mu laughed at himself, since that incident... That's it, forget about the past.

Jiang Mu didn't know what kind of nerves she was making, she stood behind her for a long time without speaking, and her expression was even more changeable, which made Wei Ling very vigilant in her heart, she was now more and more unable to understand this guy.

As if sensing Wei Ling's gaze, Jiang Mu broke away from his chaotic thoughts.

He casually pulled up a chair and sat down, and took out a pot of steaming tea and put it on the table that the Spirit Crystal Wall temporarily used as a table.

"The specialty here, cold tea!"

poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Wei Ling, Jiang Mu also poured himself a cup, and he didn't pay attention to the appearance of tasting tea, so he took a big sip when he picked it up.

Looking at the steaming tea in front of him, Wei Ling was not worried that he would poison this tea.

Picked up the teacup and subconsciously sniffed the fragrance of tea, but except for a little white mist, she couldn't smell anything, and the tea in the cup was also colorless, looking like it was just ordinary white water.

However, since King Hua'an said that this is tea, let's treat it as tea.

The warm tea flowed into her mouth, and there was no taste, it seemed that she was thinking too much.

However, before this thought dissipated, a chill spread into the internal organs along with the flow of tea, and the bitterness that was so rich that it could not be dissolved began to escape in Wei Ling's mouth along with the raging cold.

Jiang Mu, who was gulping cold tea, couldn't help but laugh when he saw Wei Ling covering his lips with discomfort.

"This is the strangeness of cold tea, do you feel any changes?"

This tea was not discovered by Jiang Mu, it had existed among the aboriginal tribes before he came here, and it was the main material they used to barter.

It was also by chance that he realized the miracle of this tea, so to speak, his foundation can be so solid, and this tea has played an important role.

Wei Ling, who was stimulated by bitterness, heard these words, and wanted to refute but didn't dare, so he could only keep silent.

"What's the effect, is it the bitterness comparable to a hundred years of Coptis chinensis or the cold under the polar regions?"

For this cold tea, there are too many places worth complaining about, with its sudden effect and non-lethal nature, it is simply a mischief artifact.

But what Wei Ling didn't expect was that when the bitterness faded, the cultivation in her body actually fluctuated a little, becoming more refined, if it weren't for the fact that she still had the spiritual consciousness of the Yuan Infant Stage, she would not have been able to detect this very small change at all.

Moreover, it should be noted that although her cultivation has fallen to the Qi cultivation stage, it is still the spiritual power of the Yuan Infant Stage in terms of quality, and it can have the slightest effect on her, which is stronger than the true spiritual liquid he once took.

"Good tea!"

Although I don't want to admit it, this tea is the best just because it can purify spiritual power.

While admiring, she was even more curious about Jiang Mu and this bitter cold place.

Why did no one notice it?

It is inconceivable that the treasures that countless people in the mainland have sought for are just ordinary barbarian trading items here.

After pouring a full teacup for Wei Ling again, Jiang Mu looked at Wei Ling calmly, without the slightest hint of other colors, "Although you already know my identity, I still have to say it." ”

"I'm King Hua'an, Jiang Mu, I'm sorry for everything I've done before. (To be continued.) )