The main god who favors the villain is back

Chapter 107 The Legendary Ghost King (47)

The white wolf followed the two cubs slowly.

It's in no hurry.

Because it understands how tough the folk customs here are.

Qiu Zhenhai suffered a lot.

His two cubs are definitely not much better.

When they are beaten by reality and are about to be slaughtered like little fat sheep.

Let's try to help it out.

……

Gan Lin was not in a hurry to find a house.

There are many stalls around.

Shiny weapons, bared teeth in a cage, ferocious beasts.

There are also hunting returns, dragging the mutated monsters to make trouble everywhere, taking out spirit stones and spirit bones to trade.

Leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

Beyond brutality.

twilight.

The deep blue sky intertwined with the rich sunset glow, dyed with mottled colors.

Probably because of the low frontier and its proximity to the barrier.

An aurora hangs in the sky.
Like the softest veil woven by sharks, it undulates in the wind.

It is also like a jellyfish in the water, floating around.

Gan Lin looked up and thought of the cold jellyfish skin.

She rubbed her stomach, as if she hadn't eaten anything decent all day, and she was a little hungry.

Walk through the area.

The aroma of food hits my face.

Whole game roasted, golden on both sides, sprinkled with special spices.

Gulp and steaming milk tea.

Gan Lin couldn't walk anymore.

She tugged at the young man beside her, "Do you want milk tea?"

"Sweet?" he asked.

"It should be salty." Gan Lin replied.

"Don't drink." He was expressionless.

"Brother, don't be picky eaters." Gan Lin's tone was serious.

"Don't listen." He snorted, "Idiots can't understand people's words."

Gan Lin: "..."

Not when I get younger.

Are you really stupid?
She sighed and said:
"I like smart ones."

Cang Wuwang didn't even look at Gan Lin, and said to the stall owner:
"Two bowls."

Ah.

Isn't it just a bowl of milk tea?
drink!Drink big bowls, get smart!

The stall owner saw the two cubs, white and tender, and the lion opened his mouth wide.

"I want two low-level spirit stones!"

Cang Wuwang silently glanced at the stall owner, and moved his fingertips slightly.

A cold wind blew by.

The stall owner's neck felt cold, and he subconsciously looked behind him.

Something not so wonderful is about to happen.

Gan Lin grabbed his hand and said to the stall owner:
"Buy your house and give me two bowls of milk tea, okay?"

The stall owner was taken aback and turned around.

Seeing the little girl's seriousness, she burst out laughing.

"Buy a house? If you can afford it, I'll give you the whole stall!"

The two cubs only look a little extravagant in appearance and dress.

How rich can you be? !
Gan Lin let out an oh, and said softly:
"Well, then pack up and go."

The voice fell.

She took out a spirit stone.

Lingshi is divided into several grades.

Classification is also very simple, it depends on the aura contained in it.

The spirit stone she took out was full of aura.

You don't even need to reach out and touch it.

Visible to the naked eye, the Lingshi gems are generally extremely clear.

The aura lingering around his body dilutes the atmosphere of fireworks around him, making him so independent from the world.

The stall owner's expression changed.

Without hesitation, he pocketed the spirit stone and looked around vigilantly.

Fortunately.

His stall is in the corner.

The fog lingers, and things block it.

In addition, it was not long before this spirit stone was taken out, so it was not noticed immediately.

He looked at the two cubs in front of him, as if he saw a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

He snorted coldly and said in a disdainful tone:
"That's it? That's it?"

"Look back, how big and magnificent my house is, one piece is not enough!"

(End of this chapter)