Reserved Little Girl

As soon as Hei Xinjiu heard that Di Beiming was leaving, his small face sank again:

"I don't want it, you keep it for yourself! People who can't keep you, what do I want those crap?!

Besides, when have I ever been short of money? ! Just move your lips and you will have money. "

Di Beiming raised his eyebrows: "Really don't want it? In addition to crystals and artifacts, I also collected a lot of scriptures and food. If you don't want it, just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Hei Xinjiu's eyes lit up immediately: "Kun Lu also has a script? Let me see it!"

A certain one really wants to say, don’t you want it? But for fear of stepping on the cat's tail, he quickly took out the collection of words and handed one to her.

Hei Xinjiu excitedly flipped through the pages, not to mention that Kun Lu's people are really talented! Not only the language is vivid, the story is exquisite, but the pictures are so lifelike!

This guy glanced at the vivid picture, and hurriedly closed the storybook, ahem, I am a reserved little girl.

This guy's attitude changed a hundred and eighty degrees, and he said with a smile:

"Keep the spar and the element, I can't accept the story book and food.

I'm not an unreasonable person, you're busy with serious business, and you're not out to make trouble, so you don't have to worry about me when you're busy with your business."

A certain gentleman didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or be aggrieved. Why did he feel that his status was not as good as a few broken scripts? !

Di Beiming also told her not to be brave during the three-year competition, and to be more careful on weekdays, try to leave Honghuang Jianzong as little as possible, and told her not to take it lightly when dealing with Mo Xiao...

Hei Xinjiu's expression was speechless, remembering when we first met, the little boy was so stingy with words, why is he more verbose than the old lady now?

After a lot of difficulty, Di Beiming said everything he could think of, and then specially warned the dog's tail grass a few words, and then left.

As soon as Di Beiming left, Hei Xinjiu immediately took out a script book and read it with relish. When he was fascinated by it, the sound transmission talisman trembled.

After Yun Chujiu poked his consciousness in, Di Beiming's voice came from inside: "Go to bed early, don't read the storybook!"

Black Heart Nine: "..."

The guy agreed with a guilty conscience, reluctantly put away the script, and went to sleep.

While half asleep and half awake, this guy thought of a question, but he forgot to ask, which forces did the little boy subdue?

Forget it, they are probably some small forces. After all, he is alone, so it would be nice to be able to recruit some small forces for the time being.

For the next two days, Yun Chujiu restrained herself from reading the storybook, but practiced with the stone father and mother of the dogtail grass, hoping to break through to the fifth level of Hunyuan.

It's a pity that the cultivation base didn't move.

Hei Xinjiu is so angry!

What kind of broken sword embryo is she? ! Why is it like a bottomless pit? !

Regardless of whether she is angry or not, the day of the three-year competition is still here.

Qian Yan came to knock on the door early in the morning, with an uneasy expression on his face: "Junior Sister Yun, would it be a bit embarrassing for you to say that I would admit defeat as soon as I go up? Or should I make gestures with the other party before admitting defeat?

Junior Sister Yun, if we just abstain, it's better than going up and admitting defeat. "

Yun Chujiu glanced at him: "If you want to abandon you, I will definitely not.

Brother Qian, I'm not bragging, whoever meets me at that time will be considered unlucky, one will beat the other, one pair will beat the other, I will definitely enter this inner door. "

Qian Yan pointed to the sky: "Junior Sister Yun, wake up, the sun is already high, you are still dreaming!"