The green tendons on Bei Yutang's forehead jumped suddenly, and there was a momentum of rampage at any time.

She felt that she was calm enough and her self-cultivation was okay, but when facing him, she really couldn't help but want to beat him up.

If it weren't for the lack of strength, she wouldn't be able to beat him, and she would definitely beat him to cry and call his mother.

Nightmare seemed to sense someone's unkind aura and looked at her with a cold gaze.

Bei Yutang was swept away by this murderous look, shivered excitedly, put away his thoughts, and showed a perfect smile on his face.

"Lord Wei, I'm relatively poor, I can't afford to use good things, you can bear more." Bei Yutang said half-jokingly, half-sarcastically.

Wei responded coldly: "I can see it." ”

The corners of Bei Yutang's lips twitched slightly, he didn't want to talk to him anymore, talking to him was too shocking.

You must know that the things used here in Beiyutang are not high-quality products, and many powerful monks in the Yuan infancy may not have so many good things. Beiyu Tang can enjoy it, thanks to having a father who is in the transformation period.

When she was speechless, the picture that appeared in the next second made her hands itch again.

I saw that Wei raised her hand and waved it lightly, and saw that all the things in her cave mansion were thrown out of the cave by him like sweeping garbage.

No way!

These things were all prepared for her by the original owner's parents, brother, and master, and each of them contained their thoughts for the original owner. How could he just throw these things away?

Bei Yutang immediately ran out and put the mountains of things piled up outside the cave mansion into the storage ring one by one.

As soon as she turned around, she almost bumped into someone who appeared behind her silently.

Wei looked at her with disgust, "A pile of garbage is worth your treasure." ”

Bei Yutang wanted to roll his eyes at him, but because of his strength and stinky temper, he said calmly: "Some things are not measured by the value of spirit stones. For example, the jade pot in my hand, although it is only worth a few hundred spirit stones, is my brother, who personally excavated the spirit jade and polished it himself. ”

"Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, this thing is only worth a few hundred spirit stones, but in my eyes, it is a worthless thing. Because this is my brother's heart. ”

Wei snorted disdainfully, "What's the use of those useless feelings for monks. ”

Bei Yutang's reaction was not surprised at all, if he knew what emotion was, it would be called hell.

At this moment, the spirit rabbit, which smelled the breath of the master, hurriedly ran out of the woods, and its agile speed, like a bolt of lightning, rushed towards Beiyutang and fell steadily into her arms.

Bei Yutang looked at the enthusiastic spirit rabbit in his arms, his eyes became soft, and his hand gently stroked the spirit rabbit in his arms.

The little guy squinted comfortably, with a comfortable face.

Wei stared at the spirit rabbit coldly, and saw the little slave girl looking at the spirit rabbit, only to feel that it was very eyesore. As soon as the aura in his hand came out, the spirit rabbit that was still in Bei Yutang's arms with a comfortable face had already risen into the air.

The spirit rabbit keenly felt the killing intent, chirping, and the short legs kept fluttering in the air.

Before someone could kill him, Bei Yutang hugged the spirit rabbit back into his arms and looked at him with a smile on his face, "Lord Wei, you don't like it." I'm going to take it away right away, and promise not to let it appear in front of your eyes. ”