66 My father is Zhang Zhao!

He casually picked up a second-grade storage bag, looked at it for a long time, and felt that if it was just a transition, this storage bag was a bit wasteful. Although he was not short of www.biquge.info thousands of contribution points, he shook his head slightly when he looked at the balance in his jade card.

"You have to leave a little contribution point around you for self-defense, anyway, it's just a transition, and if you can save it, you can save it. ”

Thinking of this, he put down the second-grade storage bag, picked up the first-grade storage bag on the side, swiped it with a jade plaque, and added it to the shopping list.

At this time, not far from him, there was a young man with a soft face and a young girl who was shopping for goods here, among which the young man had a fair complexion, red lips and white teeth, and a good face.

What's especially funny is that this person actually has a badge pinned to his chest, which looks like a tower and a ladder, and the word "38" is written on it.

He looked in the direction of Dou Xiaoyang, suddenly sneered, and whispered to the girl beside him: "Tianfeng, look at that person, he is obviously so poor that he can only wear a dress without buttons, and he has to pretend to be forced there, pick up a second-grade storage bag and look left and right, pretending to buy it, but after looking at it for a long time, he put it down again, turned his head and ran to the side, brushing a first-grade storage bag." ”

Beside him, the girl called Tianfeng, wearing a plain long dress, just stood there, attracting many monks to stop and look back from time to time. If Dou Xiaoyang looked at it, he would be surprised to find that this girl with a super high return rate was his cheap wife, Murong Tianfeng.

She frowned slightly, obviously not liking the young man calling her by his first name. But she endured her displeasure, followed the young man's gaze, looked at Dou Xiaoyang, and saw that Dou Xiaoyang was in tattered clothes, even barefoot, and showed a slightly surprised look.

"Senior Brother Ruyi, I don't know when we will challenge Dao Dao Immortal Ladder?" she was concise and to the point, and she didn't mean to talk about Dou Xiaoyang at all.

The reason why she accepted the invitation of this young man named Zhang Ruyi was entirely because the other party had climbed the Dao Dao Immortal Ladder and climbed to the thirty-eighth floor.

If it weren't for this Ruyi saying that she would take her to challenge the Dao Immortal Ladder, it would be impossible for her to stay with such a vulgar person.

"This is going, this is going, when I finish settling the account here, I will take Sister Tianfeng to challenge the Taoist Immortal Ladder. Zhang Ruyi laughed, but that smile looked too feminine.

Soon, the two came to the door, waiting in line to check out, and coincidentally, Dou Xiaoyang also finished buying things at the moment, and happened to line up behind the two.

Zhang Ruyi looked at the monks who had checked out in front of him, each of them only bought one or two low-level items, and even, there was a young monk, who only bought a few first-grade talisman seals, and only spent dozens of contribution points.

"Hahaha, Tianfeng, look at this person, he really laughed at me, he was so poor, and he was embarrassed to come to Bowang Pavilion to buy things. Zhang Ruyi deliberately raised his voice and laughed.

His smile immediately attracted the attention of many monks around him, and the young monk who was settling the bill suddenly turned red, and hurriedly buried his head in the collar, hurriedly settled the account, and walked out without looking back.

Seeing this, Murong Tianfeng's embroidered eyebrows tightened even more, and she quietly distanced herself from Zhang Ruyi under her feet, as if she didn't want people to misunderstand what relationship she had with this person.

The monks on the side also frowned, obviously a little blind to this wishful practice, but despite this, no one dared to stand up and accuse. Because everyone can see from this person's dress, he should be a descendant of a big family, especially the 38 badge on his chest, which made many monks look at him with a hint of awe in their eyes.

Do you know who my father is? My father is Zhang Zhao! My father is Zhang Zhao of Jingxiang City!"

As soon as these words came out, many monks immediately withdrew their gazes, and their eyes showed a look of horror.

Dou Xiaoyang had also seen Murong Tianfeng at this moment, but fortunately, he was wearing a mask now, but the other party couldn't recognize him at all. He looked at the young man with some curiosity, and he was also extremely surprised in his heart, and said in his heart, how could this Murong Tianfeng walk with such a person.

Zhang Ruyi found Dou Xiaoyang staring at Murong Tianfeng, and immediately sneered at Dou Xiaoyang.

"Stinky poor ghost, what do you see, Lao Tzu's woman, is it also a poor ghost that you can look at casually?"

Dou Xiaoyang was slightly stunned, and before he could speak, Murong Tianfeng said coldly, "Who do you say is your woman?"

That Ruyi suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly smiled and said: "Sister Tianfeng, don't be angry, Fang is my gaffe, Fang is my gaffe......"

Murong Tianfeng didn't bother to pay attention to him, but nodded towards Dou Xiaoyang, which could be regarded as an apology.

Dou Xiaoyang also nodded towards Murong Tianfeng, but as for Zhang What's wishful, he was directly ignored by him. It's not that he is generous, it's just that he really doesn't like to quarrel or look at a sissy girl......

Zhang Ru didn't say anything to Dou Xiaoyang, thinking that he was also a soft persimmon, so the feminine smile on his face became a little stronger, and at this time, it was his turn to settle the bill.

He suddenly raised his voice and said loudly to the surroundings, especially in the direction of Dou Xiaoyang: "Let you poor ghosts see what is the real immortal cultivation shopping!"

"Have you ever seen this second-grade storage bag, this one piece alone is worth six thousand Bowang City contribution points. ”

"And this, the second-grade talisman jade pendant, do you know how much this small jade pendant magic weapon costs? Eight thousand Bowang City contribution points!"

"And this, this, and this, these second-grade magic weapons, each of which has at least five thousand Bowang City contribution points. For a famous kid like me, these are just like wearing clothes and accessories. ”

"I'll show you a powerful ...... again" Zhang Ruyi smiled, took a crystal clear pendant in his hand and shook it, his face was full of showing off, "That's right, this is the three-grade magic weapon! Worth 55,000 Bowang City contribution points! Look at this luster, you look at this spiritual power fluctuation! But this kind of thing, after all, has nothing to do with you mortals, and among the people present, I'm afraid no one is qualified to step into the second layer of Bowang Pavilion......"

As he spoke, Zhang Ruyi took the pendant between his necks, and he deliberately urged his spiritual power, and immediately the pendant looked three points brighter.