Feng Du then looked at the alchemy furnace in her arms with shock.

He widened his eyes in disbelief: "Old friend, you can't store spirit crystals like this..."

Glancing at the chatterbox who had returned to his true nature, Bo Song sneered:

"So what? Compared to how you treat our friendship that we've been through life and death together, this is already giving you face."

When saying this, Bo Song actually felt a little guilty.

But when he thought of how he looked like that standing outside the formation just now, Bai Song got angry.

In the past, when Feng Du came out to gain experience, he was hunted down by many cultivators because of his gossip.

If she hadn't extended a helping hand in time, he would have been dragged away and locked up.

She had helped him find his lost pet yesterday.

As a result, today he just watched coldly as she passed through the sect protection formation where one could die if they were not careful.

Hey!

This false friendship is like butterfly wings.

Extorting him for five hundred thousand spirit crystals is not excessive at all!

After being choked by Bai Song, Feng Du closed his mouth awkwardly.

As his eyes moved, he looked at the two servants beside Bo Song and secretly made up his mind.

"Two donors..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Du received two cold glances.

The speech he had just written disappeared without a trace.

It seems these two have quite a bit of resentment towards him, so he should wait until he gets to know them better before earning their Spirit Crystals...

Ji Yao, who was hiding in Bai Song's arms and pretending to be an ordinary small tree, watched all this scene.

I finally understand why Bo Song said that this Buddhist disciple was pretending.

As soon as this guy left the Zen sect, it was as if he had been possessed by another spirit.

How can this be the appearance of a cold and aloof Buddhist?

The speed of changing face is amazing.

However, he should be able to bring a lot of fun along the way.

After all, the way he looked at the two Mengs was like the way she usually looked at a fat sheep coming to her door...

We are kindred spirits.

Ji Yao poked Bai Song, reminding her to look at the communication scroll.

Bai Song took out his own communication scroll, looked at the things sent by his ancestor, and fell into a strange silence.

After a moment, she raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at Feng Du steadily and said:

"You have many enemies when you're out and about. Why not change your appearance? It will make things easier for you."