"I know." Bai Su gave the number.
Fang Zong tapped his phone, one zero, two zeros... Bai Su saw Fang Zong transfer money to the toad, a full 100,000 RMB, and licked her lips, a little envious.
Baby formula is too expensive!
Xiaoqing has a big appetite.
Bai Su, who was used to being able to feed herself and not worry about the rest of the family, has come to deeply understand the pain of a struggling author since Xiao Qing came into her life.
"You're not short of money, are you?" Fang Zong asked.
"Insufficient!" Bai Su said decisively.
Fang Zong rolled his eyes and took out five Nascent Soul Pills: "Do you want money or these?"
"I want money!"
Okay, looks like you really are poor.
Fang Zong noticed that although Bai Su was obsessed with money, she was still staring intently at the Na Yuan Dan, licking her lips with her little tongue until the tip of her tongue was forked.
Xu Ba, standing next to him, had bloodshot eyes and his face was covered in dense scales.
"You get three, you get two."
The emperor never starved his soldiers, and neither did Fang Zong. He distributed the Na Yuan Dan and gave each of them 100,000 RMB.
Youmingfeng had been observing carefully, then secretly leaned closer and whispered, "Do they only do things for money?"
"It seems like everyone in the Nine Heavens Rebirth group is poor."
"One hundred thousand is enough to get things done?" Youmingfeng couldn't believe it. Even if it was the internal price of the Ghost Killing Team, it wouldn't even be a fraction of his appearance fee.
Upon hearing this, Fang Zong thought for a moment and, considering that Bai Su would help him even without payment, replied:
"manage."
Youmingfeng's eyes widened, his heart filled with wild joy...
Youmingfeng doesn't have any flying techniques, but that doesn't matter. Bai Su's progress is rapid, and she can ride the water as if she's walking on a huge magic carpet.
Fang Zong also hitched a ride, reaching the highest point of Dongcheng Mountain. He swung his sword down and roared, "Old ghost, get your father out here!"
"And they brought three more people?" A muffled voice came from the bottom of the mountain, like the wailing of ghosts.
Fang Zong glared: "I'm afraid you'll attack your father again!"
Cold Iron Zombie: "..."
A sneak attack? Are you afraid of being ambushed?
I hit you on the forehead, and not only were you unharmed, you also lost a lot of my memories from when I was alive!
"I'm not coming out, come in then!" The zombie's voice was full of smugness.
Fang Zong's eyes widened:
Are you sure?
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