Yu Ze put milk and chocolate cookies on the table.

Josh sat over and said, "Captain, what's the matter?"

Yu Ze looked at her and said, "I'll be frank with you. Your captain is not the kind of person who likes to beat around the bush."

Josh nodded, as if he had roughly guessed what he was going to ask.

Yu Ze looked at her steadily, his pair of lazy peach blossom eyes were long and slanted. When his thin eyelids were fully lifted, he looked at people with a sense of oppression and sharpness that made him look intimidating without even being angry.

"You exchanged the torches and talisman paper in the plane before, not in the game store, right?"

Qiao Xi knew that he would be exposed sooner or later, so he had already thought of an excuse: "No, it's my personal space skill."

"Space personal skills?" Yu Ze narrowed his eyes.

Josh nodded: "But implementation requires something in exchange for something of equal value. It's like there are a lot of goods in the space, but I need to pay something in exchange for them."

She wasn't lying, it was just that it was hard for Pin Xixi to explain.

I got this golden finger when I was in the world of cultivating immortals.

At that time, she and her senior sister were on a mission. There was a woman who claimed to be the daughter of destiny and frantically provoked the young elders and leaders of the major immortal cultivation sects, specifically targeting those who looked young and handsome.

She always acts like everyone will like her, causing trouble everywhere and deliberately trying to attract other people's attention.

However, his behavior was inappropriate, causing heavy losses to many sects.

She even deliberately broke into the forbidden area and released the devil, fantasizing that the devil would fall at her feet to repay her.

Such a huge disaster has caused unrest in the world of immortal cultivation.

Everyone came to her master for help, and the master asked her and her senior sister to kill the woman.

The golden finger of Pin Xixi fell from her body when she died.

When the senior sister picked up this thing, she just said, "You are indeed a fellow villager," and handed the thing to her.

That attitude was no different from giving her candied haws, little sugar figurines, little skirts and little magic tools on a daily basis.

And taught her how to use it.

Gradually, this person's skills have been with her for a long time.