I dressed as the group pet of all the Yuanying bosses

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"That West Wind Taoist is now in the Misty Valley, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. It's so dangerous there, maybe he's already dead now, and even if you go now, you may not be able to find him. "

Hearing what he said, the man stopped and said, "It's better for him to be dead. He dares to attack even my nephew. I want to make him look good."

"Lin'er, you don't need to worry about forming alchemy now that you are in such a healthy body. Let's rest for a while before we talk about it. Our Chu family doesn't care about those names. Those who are not geniuses are of no use at all."

Chu Shilin nodded obediently this time, "Yes, cousin, I know."

"You child, it's really too dangerous. You should stay with me first, and then return to the family when your body recovers. If it doesn't work, it's the same as forming alchemy here. My cousin will protect you."

"Row."

Two years later, Mo Wushuang withdrew from the state of cultivation.

"With this Hunyuan technique, she can practice with half the effort. In just two years, she has fully made up for her previous losses, and her cultivation in the middle stage of foundation establishment has also stabilized a lot.

"It's time to leave too." Mo Wushuang sighed.

Two years have passed, and Mo Yaoqian has never regained consciousness.

There was also no news from Demon Lord Remnant Cloud, which made Mo Wushuang a little worried.

After returning the cave, she wandered around Ningshuang City, and no one knew her here, so she simply stopped dressing up.

She thought about disposing of the things she didn't need in Frost City.

After thinking about it, she finally went to the Chu family's shop. The things in her hands were more or less related to the monks in the Northern Territory.

Selling to other shops may cause trouble, so it is better to sell directly to the Chu family.

The Chu family was not a local force in the Northern Territory, so she was not afraid.

When Mo Wushuang walked into the shop, a foundation cultivator greeted him, "This fellow Taoist, what do you want to buy?"

"I'm here to sell things, don't you know if you accept them here?"

"What kind of item does Fellow Daoist want to sell? Is it a monster material, or a spiritual herb, a pill, or something like that?"

"That's it for you to see."

With a wave of Mo Wushuang's hand, a pile of things appeared on the long table in the middle of the shop.

Seeing these things, the Foundation Establishment cultivator opened his eyes wide, "Fellow Daoist, you are selling these."

"Yes, that's all. You can calculate the spirit stone for me."

"Oh, yes, and more."

She waved her hand again, and this time there were more than a dozen Qiankun bags. This time, the monk looked at her with a slightly weird look.

Generally, the monks who sell so many universe bags at once are either refiners who can make universe bags, or they obtained these universe bags by improper means.

Look at the pile of miscellaneous things that the woman took out before, such as pills, talismans, magic tools, everything is there.

It seems that the second case is more likely.

Unexpectedly, this woman, who looks delicate and soft, is actually a big murderer.

"Fellow Daoist, are these Qiankun bags also for sale?"

Mo Wushuang nodded: "Well, they are all replaced with Lingshi."

"Okay, wait for me a moment, I'll check it out for you now."

"Well, it's clear."

The shopkeeper had counted for more than an hour before finding her and saying, "There are a total of [-] million spirit stones, do you want all of them?"

Mo Wushuang was also taken aback by this number, "She didn't expect that this pile of junk could sell more than one million spirit stones."

(End of this chapter)