"So, from that day on, Senior Sister Sang Luo has been my lifelong pursuit!"
As Wanbao spoke, he clenched his fists and his eyes ignited with blazing flames.
"In my eyes, the Danyin Sect Liu Zhining and the Tianshuang Pavilion Su Ruowan are not as good as a hair of my Senior Sister Sang Luo!"
"I must practice hard and marry Senior Sister Sang Luo as soon as possible!"
Every time he said a word, Luo Zhouxing, who was wielding a sword above the clouds, would get a layer of cold sweat on his back.
Speaking nonsense in front of the rightful owner, Wan Baolai, you are looking for death!
"Senior sister, I just bought a picture. I am not familiar with this person."
Luo Zhouxing hurriedly cleared the relationship.
Sang Luo was originally sitting lazily cross-legged on the Fengli Sword, holding his head with one hand and thinking, but when he heard dozens of spirit stone mines, his pupils unconsciously dilated and flashed with a bright light!
Dozens of spiritual stone mines!!!
Isn't this the husband she has never met?!
Sang Luo immediately sent a message to Chu Yanshu,
"Give him my contact information!"
The corners of Chu Yanshu's eyes twitched, his head was covered with black lines, and he gritted his teeth.
This damn woman was bribed by dozens of spirit stone mines?!
Isn’t it the Lingshi Mine?!
He touched his Qiankun bag, wasn't it a spiritual stone?
He has plenty!
Chu Yanshu didn't realize why he was so fierce.
But on Sang Luo's side, the system prompt sound came from his mind——
[Male protagonist’s fighting spirit +2]
[Current fighting spirit: -96]
[Reward: Low-grade spiritual stone*1000]
Sang Luo's eyebrows jumped, this dog's fighting spirit value actually moved?!
Ever since that day when he was brought back to Xuanyuan Sect, this dog has been worse than oil and salt, and his fighting spirit has never been able to move no matter how much pressure he puts on him to practice.
Why did it suddenly move now?
Strange!
Could it be that he was also stimulated by the spirit stone mine?
Oh, after all, this dog is poorer from the beginning to the end than it is without wealth and life.
It must have been exciting!
Luo Zhouxing felt a little uneasy when he saw Sang Luo's lack of conversation.
Especially when I caught that flash of cold light, it was over. Senior Sister Sang Luo was no longer angry. She was thinking about how to tear Wanbaolai into pieces!
Woohoo, don't bring disaster to Chiyu!
He is just a poor swordsman who works hard and knows a few ways to make money!
"Senior Sister Sang Luo."
Luo Xingzhouxing looked at Sang Luo's face and spoke with authority,
"Are you okay?"
Sang Luo came back to his senses and looked at him,
"I'm fine, but I have to trouble you with something."
Luo Zhouxing's pigtails were held in her hands. How dare she say it was troublesome?
"Senior sister, if I have something to do with you, I will go through fire and water on the boat without hesitation!"
Sang Luo raised his eyebrows frivolously,
"It's not a matter of going through fire and water. This Leize Valley is too big. I don't think I can come here. Please go to Biyun Marsh and help me keep an eye on the disciples there."
Leize Valley is really too big, and the job assigned by the second senior brother is too mentally draining.
Luo Zhouxing nodded eagerly,
"Okay, senior sister, I promise to complete the mission!"
If you had told me earlier, it was just running errands. He would definitely run errands well for Senior Sister Sang Luo.
Don't bring trouble to Chi Yu. Just don't bring the matter of buying the map to the deacon hall.
Upon hearing what Sang Luo said, Luo Zhouxing hurriedly ran to work.
Sang Luo dispersed his consciousness and sat boredly on the Fengli Sword looking at the husband he had never met before. He completely forgot about his engagement with Chu Yanshu.
Chu Yanshu walked in front of Wanbaolai with a cold face, obviously extremely dissatisfied with Sang Luo's idea just now.
But Sang Luo didn't notice his dissatisfaction, and kept his eyes on Wanbaolai. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that this young boy had a delicate face.