What a beautiful little white flower, what a beautiful little white flower, its branches are trembling and it looks so pitiful.
The more Song Jiao looked at Linglong, the more excited she felt.
This world is really interesting. It’s bad enough that the male protagonist has no sense of tact, but the female protagonist is just a little lotus with no identity, and yet he dares to bark like a dog in front of her?
In the end, it was because the original owner had such a good personality that he always thought about loving the house and loving the people in it. This house is not even a person, so there is no point in loving it.
In her opinion, she would torture the flower to death and let it know its own worth.
So, she didn't know how much Linglong weighed, but in the end only a flower bud was left. It might have triggered some protective mechanism, and it disappeared in the end.
"It's so tragic! It's simply horrible!" Tuanzi just felt that the heroine was really courageous.
Song Jiao, however, was completely unconcerned and just looked at Tuanzi quietly, "Is it miserable? Isn't she still alive? How can this be called miserable?"
At most, you won’t be able to turn into a human for a period of time. What’s so terrible about that?
Qingya stood at the doorway, raised her hands to shield her eyes and looked at Linglong, who had already disappeared. "God, this guy ran away so fast!"
It's not just fast, it's running without a trace.
You were so cheerful when you came, how come you just disappeared?
Song Jiao: "You don't have to be so polite to these insignificant flowers and grasses. Just do it directly and it's done."
If the heroine doesn't run away, won't there be no flower buds left?
"Does that mean we should just break off the remaining flower buds?" Qingya looked at her seriously. The Supreme God was so handsome now. He was worthy of being a Supreme God!
"It's not impossible. Just go ahead and do it. I've got you covered."
Qingya nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "Okay, I won't let Linglong go next time!"
I've disliked her for a long time. She's obviously just a fairy who has just cultivated into a human form. Does she really think she's an immortal just by following the Emperor?
Song Jiao smiled with satisfaction and returned to the room to watch the cross-century dialogue between the master and the apprentice.
Linglong, who was forced to flee back, immediately hid in the pool, her body still trembling. It was so scary!
That woman was simply a devil. She actually whipped her with a whip that could devour her cultivation.
If it weren't for the protection her master had given her before, she would have disappeared by now.
Feeling the weakness of his disciple's spiritual power, Luo Hua hurried back to the palace and searched everywhere but couldn't find Linglong. Finally, he came to the pool and saw the disciple with only a flower bud left. His face immediately turned cold.
"How did you become like this?"
Linglong couldn't even speak now, and could only shake the flower bud continuously. Unfortunately, Luo Hua had no idea what it meant.
After not hearing Linglong's voice for a long while, his brows furrowed even tighter. "Can't even speak?"
Linglong pointed at the flower bud.
Luo Hua: "Who made you like this?"
Linglong nodded and shook her head, but she couldn't say anything.
He had only been away for a few hours when she became like this.
"Is it Fengling?" he asked tentatively.
But then he thought, Feng Ling shouldn't bother with a little fairy, right? He didn't bother to guess anymore. Now he had to go find spirit stones. He had to pay back the day after tomorrow, but he didn't have that much right now.
After much thought, I decided to return all the magic weapons he had to a certain amount of money.
It seems like this is the only way now?
"Rest here and recuperate. You should be able to transform into a human form in due time."
Linglong: ???
She was still nodding desperately, why couldn't he see it?
Master, look at me! Look at me!
Unfortunately, Luo Hua didn't see it at all and just turned around and left.
Song Jiao almost burst out laughing when she saw this. Was this person and the flower communicating through their minds? Is this really that funny?
It's so funny.
Besides, Luo Hua, the person behind him, ignored him. He was really drunk.
That's really interesting.
Song Jiao lay lazily on the bed, continuing to rest and see what Luo Hua was going to do the day after tomorrow.
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
Song Jiao was wearing a black long dress, and the red flowers of the other shore were vivid. Coupled with her lazy expression, she seemed like a true god who looked down on the world and had no interest in anything.
She leaned lazily on the chair, looking at the man in front of her with indifferent and cold eyes, "Did the Emperor collect enough spirit stones?"
Luo Hua pursed his lips, took out his storage bag and placed it on the table. "These are the ten million spirit stones I just found. I don't have that many right now. My storage bag is also here. Inside are all the magic weapons I've collected over the years. You can pick any you want, as long as it can make up the amount of spirit stones I owe you."
Song Jiao tilted her head, raised her finger slightly, and brought the storage bag directly in front of her. "Magic weapon? Are you kidding, Emperor? If a god wants a magic weapon, he can just refine it himself. Aren't you being too insincere?"
After a pause, she continued to look up at him, "But I'm not such an unkind person. Since you said so, I naturally have to give you some face."
"This seven-colored exquisite mirror is worth three thousand heavenly-grade spirit stones!"
"As for this Qiankun Storage Ring, it only contains a thousand Heavenly Grade Spiritual Stones."
“.......”
The divine sense that had swept through the storage bag had already estimated that these were only 30 million Heavenly Grade Spiritual Stones. Song Jiao's eyes gradually turned cold, "Emperor, is this all your sincerity?"
Luo Hua had never expected that so many good things would be worth so little. He retorted in dissatisfaction, "These things can be exchanged for at least 70 million Heavenly Grade Spiritual Stones at the Fairy Realm Auction House. Aren't you being too harsh in lowering the price, Lord God?"
"Oh, they're just trash, but you really think they're treasures? If you're not satisfied, you can sell them at an auction house. Why bring them to me?" Song Jiao sneered, looking at Luo Hua with disdain in her eyes. "But, the pills I gave you are priceless in the entire fairy world. If you want to pay the auction house's price, it's not impossible!"
"A rough calculation shows that it's only 1 billion Heavenly Grade Spiritual Stones. What do you think, Emperor?"
This time it was Luo Hua's turn to fall silent. He asked in a cold voice, "What exactly do you want?"
Song Jiao raised her hand and placed the storage bag back on the table. "The magic weapons on the Emperor are still worth a lot. Why not keep them all? Even if it's not enough to pay you back, I will still give you a favor. After all, we are all from the immortal world, so I have to show some favor."
"What do you think?"
As an emperor, how embarrassing would it be if he didn't have any magic weapon on him?
"After all, it wasn't me who came to ask for the elixir in such a hurry."
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