Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated: "Miss Yun, you... there's really no need for that."
Before she could finish speaking, Yun Ziyi interrupted, "Sister Mo, please say yes, okay?"
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Can I say it's bad?
Yun Ziyi blinked, her eyes full of anticipation. Mo Qingcheng's heart softened, and he subconsciously nodded: "Let's go..."
Yun Ziyi smiled and, pulling her dumbfounded little brother along, followed Mo Qingcheng.
Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue's lips curved into a smile. She hadn't expected Qingqing to be so attractive, with Mo Qingwu and the other two being an exception...
As they walked, chubby Yunshan went on a shopping spree, buying everything in sight, his hands overflowing with purchases. Luckily, he was followed by two bodyguards.
The guards nearly stumbled over each other. The boy was in a bad mood. Their original duty was to protect their young master from the shadows. Now, they had to become bodyguards instead of guards. But... young master, don't you think about it? Is it really okay for us brothers to be supporting these children's food and supplies?
Yunshan didn't care about anything else; he was only responsible for buying things. Who said guards couldn't come out to get things? He'd move Sister Mo first, hehe... He's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Sister Mo has a lot of treasures on her, don't think I'm stupid.
Yun Ziyi's face flushed red. Her younger brother had gone too far. She would definitely tell her father when she got home, but she would let it go to her mother...
The group, each with their own thoughts, continued on their way. The cries of vendors rose and fell, but Mo Qingcheng only glanced at them casually before gradually losing interest. The chubby boy accepted everything offered, spending over two thousand low-grade spirit stones in no time. Yunshan patted her empty purse, her eyes darting around: "Second sister, I'll spend your money for you..."
Yun Ziyi: "..."
Shut up!
Yun Ziyi's cheeks puffed out in anger. "What a pipe dream! Why don't you just fly to the moon?" she thought.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled and walked towards a bustling stall with Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue.
Wow, there are so many people, but most of them are just looking and few are buying.
Why?
The stall owner was a disheveled old man with white hair and tattered clothes, but he was in good spirits.
The old man was boasting eloquently about his elixirs: "Gentlemen, don't miss this opportunity! Once you miss it, you won't find another chance. If I hadn't been swindled out of all my money, why would I be willing to sell life-saving elixirs?"
"Old man, you wouldn't happen to be a silversmith, would you?"
"Yeah, old man, look at your pathetic appearance! How dare you call yourself an invisible master?" Pu
"Hey, this old guy's probably starving and starting to spout nonsense?"
"Hahaha!"
"Ha ha!"
"I don't believe it! Old man, you're a ghost doctor, but I'm an elder of the Dragon Clan!"
Ghost doctor?
Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow. Hey, there's a Ghost Doctor here too? Could it be what she's thinking?
The old man immediately bristled: "You bunch of bastards! I, the old man, have no other name but the Ghost Doctor!"
"Pfft!" Mo Qingcheng laughed out loud, "Old lady, you can't say that."
"Hmph! You brat, what am I supposed to say?"
"Well..." Mo Qingcheng's eyes darted around, and an idea came to her. "Old man, could you let me take a look at the Spirit Power Pill?"
The old man quickly waved his hand, "How can that be? What if you run away and I can't catch up? Wouldn't that be a loss?"
Everyone: "..."
You can shut up now!
Rumor has it that the Ghost Doctor is not only a master of both medicine and poison, but also possesses unparalleled lightness skills. That he couldn't catch a mere girl? Is that a lie?
Mo Qingcheng sighed softly, "Oh, old lady, how can I help you?"
"puff!"
"Cough cough..."
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