Chen He's easy-going and matter-of-fact tone almost pissed Pi Xiu off to death.
This damn girl, isn’t she afraid that after the contract is terminated, it will turn around and kill her?
snort!
When that day comes, I will make sure that little girl knows the consequences of messing around with the beast.
There was no response again, but Shen He knew that Pi Xiu tacitly agreed to her proposal.
Um!
It was another pleasant day, and we made a big deal.
Of course, even if Pixiu wants to terminate the contract, it can only think about it.
Chen He would have to be stupid to agree to this. If she needed any treasure, wouldn't she be able to get it by tricking others?
A spiritual pet is the property of its master, which is similar to the fact that a Pixiu's treasure also belongs to its master. It is just temporarily stored with the Pixiu...that's all!
"Father, mother, relatives, friends, ancestors, let's go raid the Ghost King's lair!"
Shen He spoke excitedly, only to realize that the ghosts were staring at her in amazement.
"Do I have any questions?"
Shen He checked his appearance, it was great!
"Xiao He, that pile of stuff just now..."
The beautiful woman wanted to say something but stopped herself.
"These are all good things that can save your life, but it's best to put them away first. After all, if you don't show your wealth to others, it will attract thieves."
Cheap Dad finished his words.
The relatives, friends and ancestors nodded frantically.
I have never seen so many good things in my life. They are like weeds on the roadside, thrown away for free.
The little girl made a profit from this contract.
"oh."
Chen He nodded obediently, thought for a moment, put a bunch of storage rings into the purple gold coffin, and wore only one full hand in a low-key manner.
After thinking about the strength of those people in the secret realm, Chen He put all the benefits he had gained from stopping the Qingyu Sect on the surface, and randomly selected a few self-defense spiritual weapons sponsored by relatives and friends, and was finally satisfied.
Ghosts: ...
Silence is their common language.
The way the little girl is picking things at the vegetable market makes it seem like the treasures they give her are all garbage.
What should I do if I want to give a little girl a gift in the future but can’t come up with anything except the best?
Chen He, who had no idea what his elders were thinking, finished arming himself and waved his little paws excitedly.
"Attack the old ghost's lair!"
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