"Okay, I reluctantly accepted your offering."

Zhao Tianxiu's words immediately made Ding Linglong feel like she had been granted amnesty.

As the saying goes, eating people is short of mouth, and taking people is short of hands.

Although the ancient god accepted it reluctantly, he wouldn't kill me, right?

"but……"

Zhao Tianxiu held Ding Linglong in the palm of his hand and acted like a domineering president:

"I won't take your things for nothing."

After frightening Ding Linglong by giving her a sweet date with a stick, Zhao Tianxiu also wanted to give her a taste of something sweet.

To Zhao Tianxiu, Ding Linglong was a treasure worth digging deeper, so he received both kindness and power.

Zhao Tianxiu not only wants to keep her people, but also wants to keep her heart...

Ignoring Whiteboard's salivation, Zhao Tianxiu walked between the supermarket shelves with Ding Linglong in his hands, and casually put back the products that were knocked down by Whiteboard while hunting rats.

Ding Linglong was dazzled and fascinated by the sight:

Is this... the kingdom of Lord Ancient God?

So magnificent!

So spectacular!

Zhao Tianxiu picked up a can of Bull and returned to the counter. He first put Ding Linglong on the counter and then opened the Bull.

The crisp "pop" sound when opening the can was like a sonic attack to Ding Linglong!

Ding Linglong subconsciously covered her ears with her hands and watched helplessly as Zhao Tianxiu poured the bull drink into the enamel jar.

Of course, to Zhao Tianxiu, this was just an ordinary enamel jar with the words "Serve the People" printed on it.

But to Ding Linglong, this is like a dry pool... Oh no, there is water now.

Zhao Tianxiu did not finish pouring the can of bull, but only spread a thin layer of golden liquid on the bottom of the enamel jar.

Putting the confused Ding Linglong into the enamel jar, Zhao Tianxiu said in a mysterious way like an outsider:

"I said, I won't accept your things for free.

"This is what I reward you with...the golden legend."

You definitely can't tell Ding Linglong that this is a functional drink. The Bull Drink happened to be golden, so Zhao Tianxiu casually made up a high-end and classy name.

Ding Linglong was confused at that time: "Jin, golden legend?"

Zhao Tianxiu smiled and said nothing, enigmatic.

"Wow……"

Ding Linglong had long been attracted by the sweetness emanating from the golden spring water, and without hesitation lay down in the "Golden Legend" and drank heavily!

She did not doubt whether Zhao Tianxiu would harm her. Why would Zhao Tianxiu go to such trouble to harm her?

This drink was so heavy that Ding Linglong’s eyes turned red!

Is there such a delicious thing in the world?

No wonder it’s called “Golden Legend”!

Perhaps only a name as domineering and revealing as "Golden Legend" is worthy of such a beautiful liquid, right?

Ding Linglong was going crazy. Unfortunately, she was too young, so she felt like vomiting after just a few sips...

But soon Ding Linglong discovered that something was wrong with this golden legend, and her body became very hot!

You must know that Ding Linglong was first chased by Tian Bochuan, the most evil demon in the world, for a hundred miles, and then traveled to the toilet of Zhao Tianxiu's house!

Although it was not washed away by the flood from the sky like Tian Bochuan, it was still very tiring to be terrorized by the ancient gods, tengu, and white tigers in turn!

Ding Linglong is actually trying hard to hold on.

She was already exhausted physically and mentally.

However, after drinking a few sips of Golden Legend, Ding Linglong found that all the fatigue in her body was gone!

Even the spirit is excited!

OMG is this amazing!

Ding Linglong, who couldn't drink it at first, forced herself to drink it again, even if she couldn't drink it, she still had to soak in it!

You will die inside!

Zhao Tianxiu even suspected that Ding Linglong was drinking the same thing as him. Is the bull so delicious?

Whiteboard jumped onto the counter with a slight leap, lying on its small blanket, holding the farmer's bag on its little front legs.

A pair of big blue eyes stared unblinkingly at the little man soaking in the enamel jar.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but according to Baiban’s intuition, this little man must be very nourishing after eating it.

"Baiban, if you encounter a villain like this in the future, you are not allowed to eat it. If you catch him and hand him over, you will be rewarded with a meal of dried fish!"

Zhao Tianxiu rolled down the whiteboard with a smile. The happiest thing for him every day now is to finish rolling the whiteboard and make a fortune. After finishing the whiteboard and make a fortune, he will teach Hongzhong a few Trump sentences. He is as happy as a god.

Whiteboard didn't even know what Zhao Tianxiu was talking about, and even if he knew it, he didn't bother to pay attention to him. How dare the criticizing officer dare to give orders?

Who are you fooling with dried fish?

I want to eat catnip!

What's going on? Zhao Tianxiu laid down the whiteboard for a while. Hearing the excitement in the enamel jar, he took a look:

Ding Linglong actually seems to be celebrating a festival!

The mandarin ducks played in the water, sang and danced, and it was quite fun to play alone!

Is the bull so strong? The corners of Zhao Tianxiu's mouth twitched twice covertly:

You won't get sick from drinking, will you?

After observing for a while, Zhao Tianxiu didn't know what to say when he saw that Ding Linglong was getting more and more excited.

Suddenly I heard a cock crow and saw that it was already half past midnight.

After dealing with the dead mouse and carrying the enamel jar, Zhao Tianxiu said goodbye to the whiteboard.

I turned off the lights in the supermarket and went back to my bedroom at the back.

I have to go to bed, the supermarket has to be open tomorrow.

Although the small supermarket owned by my family will not open if I don't want to, this kind of small supermarket is rooted in the community and is the business of neighbors.

Zhao Tianxiu can't be too willful. He just had a rest yesterday...

After placing the enamel jar on the bedside table and closing the lid, Zhao Tianxiu fell asleep with peace of mind.

Wait a minute, I seem to have forgotten something...

Zhao Tianxiu lay on the bed, eyes wide open.

After a while, Zhao Tianxiu, who was already drowsy, suddenly heard a "gurgling" sound in his stomach, and he suddenly sat up as if he were "siting up in a dying illness":

Walterfak! The memory has not been released yet!

He rushed into the bathroom again, and this time Zhao Tianxiu finally cleared the memory comfortably and felt relaxed.

When Zhao Tianxiu was about to go out, he thought of something again and turned around to cover the toilet seat. It should be safe, right?

…

Zhao Tianxiu was licked awake.

This is a habit of getting rich, but as you get older and older, you often wake up later than Zhao Tianxiu...

Even if it woke up earlier than Zhao Tianxiu, Zhao Tianxiu was not woken up by the lick, but by its bad breath.

Although in Zhao Tianxiu's heart, getting rich is very important, but it is indeed a bit eye-catching...

Strange, it's not spicy today.

Zhao Tianxiu seemed to have returned to the time when he was studying. At that time, getting rich would always wake him up early.

In the morning, when it was still dark, Fa Cai accompanied him to school, and in the evening when he was studying for self-study, Fa Cai took him back with the stars and the moon.

Fortune has always been very docile.

If you pet it, it won't be anxious, if you yell at it, it won't get annoyed, so no one is afraid of it.

Until one day after school, Zhao Tianxiu was stopped by a gangster outside the school, and he made a fortune and became famous.

To a certain extent, getting rich even made up for Zhao Tianxiu's father's lack of responsibility.

If it was Zhao Tianxiu's father and Zhao Tianxiu was beaten, Zhao Tianxiu's father would only ask Zhao Tianxiu to find the reason from himself.

Getting rich won't.

Whoever hits Zhao Tianxiu will bite whoever gets rich.

Therefore, Zhao Tianxiu has an inexplicable feeling about getting rich, and it is by no means just a relationship between humans and dogs.

Zhao Tianxiu struggled up, leaning against the head of the bed, and hugged the dog's head out of habit.

Even if the sky falls, I'll do it a few times before talking about it.

The first time he stroked Zhao Tianxiu, he found that the feel was wrong. Today’s hair was so smooth and smooth!

Obviously the hair that made me rich last night was still as rough as hemp, but overnight...
Chapter completed!