Chapter 909: Raising the Noodles (2)
For the grasp of people's hearts, he really sees through Xiaoxiao, so he tries his best to cast himself in front of Sha Zhidie as a disciple who is afraid of power, a little clever but has no great ability, and some are stupid and loyal.
This kind of image is really quite flattering.
Sand Butterfly's gaze fell on the tiny head.
"In the future, follow this holy woman, and after returning to Nanding, I will ask the elder to give you the fire vein."
Pretending to be happy, he nodded his head in gratitude. At the same time, from the storage bag, sixty-eight transparent crystals were sacrificed and stacked at the feet of the sand butterfly.
"This is the last bit of savings in the hands of the slave maid, there were many people just now, and it is not good to present it to His Royal Highness."
It is also lucky, except for a few pieces of personal wear, the private belongings of Changyu Yanshan are not placed in the storage bag, but are stored in the noose of his mount Python.
Not to mention the beast crystal and the magic weapon of North Rock, there are more than 1,000 square meters of transparent spar alone.
Although there is no vein under the oasis of the Moving Water Clan, Zhen Xiaoxiao can now be said to be a rich man on the rich side, and he is very rich.
Twice dedicated to the sand butterfly, but only a small part, but sold her a big favor!
And the second time she took out a fraction, it looked very much like she was happy for the blogger and poured out all her private collections.
Seeing another pile of hedron appear in front of him, Sand Butterfly finally frowned, and secretly said that he was indeed not wrong.
This bloody night queen is her little sun after the rainstorm!
The previous hundred cubic crystals had to be distributed to all the Yellow Rank disciples who saw it, otherwise they would definitely not have the strength to work for a while, and they would not be able to share much. But now these sixty-seven parties are all their own!
"You don't need to go to the mining area for a while, clean this place with water, there are still two people locked up in my side room, you have to be responsible for the living and eating of these two people, don't let them have the opportunity to commit suicide, and at the same time, every day, you must eat a meal!"
"Listen up! This is one of the most important missions you have in the service of this holy woman, and if these two people are even slightly injured after I leave, I want you to die a worse death than those ants just now! ”
A wave of long sleeves.
On the stone cave on the right side of the Sand Butterfly, a secret door suddenly opened. There was another small cell that could be seen through the railing, and it was faintly visible that two men were being held in chains.
I didn't expect the first important task I got after currying favor with Sand Butterfly......
It's to raise noodles for her!
Zhen Xiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, remembering Bai Xiu'er's mockery of the sand butterfly.
Daddy!
What evil fetishes do Sand Butterflies have? Can a man be tortured to the point that he wants to commit suicide from time to time, and he has to send someone to appease him?
At this moment, Zhen Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Yang Yan, God knows what kind of life he lived when he was in Dongling.
I sympathize with it in my heart, but I can't say it on my lips.
"The slave maid has admired the saint for a long time, and being able to do things under the master is a blessing that the slave maid has cultivated in three lifetimes, and it will never disappoint the adult."
Withdrawing his gaze from the side room, he replied respectfully, with the appearance of a standard breeder on his face.
"Very well, you can stay here and stay here."
Sand Butterfly collected the spars on the ground and hurriedly walked outside the cave, the Fire Appreciation Division only gave an hour to rest, and he must immediately send the transparent spars down to restore his team's strength.
Otherwise, not only Bai Xiu'er, but also other Xuanhuo Holy Maidens would come to the door to find fault.
"Congratulations to the Holy Maiden for this attack and the green crystal in one fell swoop."
Who wouldn't say pretty things?
It's a small compliment, coaxing the sand butterfly to leave happily.