When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 233 My Lord, I Have No Money Again (3)

He shook his head and walked towards the path.

Nan Xingxing floated to the small road, according to the uncle's words, quickly squatted down, raised his head and looked at the souls of the nobles who came over one by one.

They have a lot of money in their hands, golden and big ingots!
Both of Nan Xingxing's eyes were about to glisten.

But she came late and stayed in the back, so when the soul of the nobleman came to her, she had no money.

She watched eagerly the souls of the nobles send out the money, and watched A Piao who got the money gradually leave, only to feel that her stomach was getting more and more hungry.

"Let's go, come back tomorrow and take a seat early." The uncle walked up to her and comforted her softly.

"Uncle, how many buns can one big ingot buy?" Nan Xingxing began to fantasize that he already had a gold ingot.

"You can buy many!" The uncle was not sure, because he had never owned a gold ingot.

"Well, many, many." Nan Xingxing squatted and did not move. Instead, he poked the dirt on the ground with his fingers and began to draw the shape of buns.

The uncle looked at her and guessed that she must have starved to death in her previous life.

"When you are full, you can enter reincarnation."

"Really?" Nan Xingxing raised his head.

"You should be reincarnated as a starving ghost. If you are full, you will have no resentment." The uncle said after thinking for a while.

"Well, I have to eat enough!" Nan Xingxing nodded in agreement.

She raised her head and saw the scenery on the other side of the path, her eyes lit up instantly, "Uncle, there is still a noble soul there!"

"The nobleman's soul is gone, how can there be..." The uncle turned his head to look at Nan Xingxing, and found that she had already drifted towards the other side of the path.

The direction of the drift is obviously...

"Hey, you can't go there! That's not..."

The uncle took out the cigarette stick from his arms with trembling fingers, floated to a farther place and smoked it, looking at the direction where Nan Xingxing was drifting from time to time.

That little Ah Piao, I'm afraid he won't come back.

Nan Xingxing quickly floated in front of the soul of the majestic nobleman dressed in black.

She squatted down obediently, and shouted respectfully like the other ah-piao just now, "Great benevolent soul, rewarded! Great benevolent soul, rewarded!"

Looking at the small white soul body in front of him, Bei Heng frowned slightly.

He lifted his foot and walked past her.

Unexpectedly, he only took two steps forward when the black hem at his feet was grabbed by two hands.

"Great benevolent soul, good rewards come!" There was still a series of soft voices at his feet.

Bei Heng lowered his head and raised his feet, and the soul body hugged his legs, floating in the air.

It seemed that if he used some more strength, such a thin little soul would be shaken apart.

"Let go." He looked at the little Ah Piao on his feet with a cold expression.

"Great benevolent soul, good rewards come!" Nan Xingxing tried to raise his head and shouted obediently.

It must be that she wasn't shouting loud enough for the noble soul to hear.

"Noisy."

Beiheng used some strength on his feet, and was about to kick her away, but paused again, and then his feet landed on the ground.

He bent down, glanced at Nan Xingxing's clean face with some indifference, then reached out and grabbed her by the back collar, and easily threw little Ah Piao to the grass next to her.

"Oh!" A small group of white souls rolled on the grass and stubbornly got up.

She looked at Bei Heng blankly. Her long black and fluffy hair hung down on her sides and reached her waist, making her whole body look extraordinarily petite and pitiful.

(End of this chapter)