When Roy saw that both of them had cats, he immediately tugged at the corner of Simon's clothes, stared at his big red eyes, showed an expression of "I want it too," and said, "What about me?"

Simon rolled his eyes at her: "Forget it, wipe your saliva and don't think too much."

"Hey, is there one? No way! I'm not that kind of person!" Roy said in a shocked voice.

As a vampire foodie, you will get tired of eating the blood of chickens, ducks and pigs every day.

What's wrong with changing the taste?

It doesn’t mean that you have to fuck the cat to suck blood.

The last time she accidentally knocked down Simon, she didn't suck Simon into a human being.

What's more, as long as the wet nurse is present, death is impossible...

But how does Simon know what I was thinking just now?

When Roy saw Simon rolling his eyes at her, he subconsciously felt guilty and silently retreated behind everyone.

As long as you can't see me, it means I don't exist.

As long as I don't exist, it means I never said that sentence.

When the stall owner heard Simon's request for another kitten as a gift, he immediately said "ouch" and felt like his head was getting bigger.

"No, Mr. Simon, you can let me earn some money. I have seniors and juniors...

"Wait, wait, wait - don't go, I'll sell you at a loss. I'm giving you the sick cat as a gift, just treat it as a friend."

When the boss saw Simon turning around and leaving, he immediately changed his words.

Looking at Simon's seriousness and drive, even the little shark believed it when he saw it, and really thought Simon didn't want it anymore.

Fortunately, Simon came back after hearing this, took out the blue essence block from his space backpack, handed over the money in one hand, and took the cat in the other.

With the boss's seemingly pained look on his face, the transaction was finally completed.

Simon doesn't feel it's embarrassing to bargain, rather he says it's the little pleasure in life.

This pleasure is not very great, just moderate.

If you pay special attention to it, you may feel uncomfortable with yourself.

For example, what if you fail to negotiate the price and someone buys it cheaper than you?

If you relax your mind, nothing will happen.

Besides, the boss might still make a profit.

Businessmen don't do business at a loss, and Simon is not someone he has to fawn over.

As long as you are willing to sell, you will make a profit.

"By the way, does your little black cat have any disease?" Simon asked.

"Hey, I don't have any other illnesses. I'm just blind in the third vertical pupil. I've treated it and my body is fine. Only my eyes can't be cured." The boss waved his hands and lowered his head to count the money.

Sister Baitang also touched the back of the little black cat, but the little black cat looked listless and showed no interest.

Even if you rub its chin, it still looks completely passive, unlike the white cat who takes the initiative.

Bai Tang said: "Let me treat it first."

Even if the boss says that she has been treated, each healing profession focuses on different abilities. If others can't do it, maybe she can do it?

She was seen wearing a black hat with a white brim, a white scarf, and a black nun's dress. She was holding a cross in both hands, with her eyes closed, showing a solemn and sacred expression.

Her mouth moved slightly, and her prayers could be vaguely heard, but she didn't know that she was silently reciting in her heart: "Simon!"

The next second, she summoned a ray of pure white holy light, which enveloped the black kitten and dyed its black hair temporarily pure white.

Everyone stood two or three meters apart and felt the warmth from the holy light, as if their souls were being healed.

"Well, the purity of faith is very high." The boss praised him, thinking that Bai Tang was an excellent church nun.

After hearing this, Bai Tang felt a little guilty, but still maintained the holy light until it ended ten seconds later.

Different from Roy's blood-colored light wave treatment, the nun's treatment is a holy light falling from the sky.

The treatment time of Holy Light can be actively extended, but the amount of treatment will gradually decrease over time, and the rate of decrease is very fast. Basically, after three seconds, there will be no more treatment amount. Only by being promoted to a full-time job can the amount of treatment be increased.

When the holy light slowly left, the little milk cat still had pure black hair, and its small eyes had a flash of light again, and it felt a little spiritual for the time being.

It is estimated that the long-term physical disability has damaged his young mind.

After being illuminated by the holy light of sugar, the dark world in the little milk cat's heart was intervened by light, and his mental state finally recovered a little.

"Huh? Holy light is actually useful..."

The boss was not heartbroken at first.

When I saw the little cat's pupils became focused, I immediately began to regret it.

Originally, the cat was about to die and was worthless, so I just gave it away.

Now that I know there is help, I suddenly feel like I have lost dozens of sperm, and my heart is bleeding.

I had never seen a nun before, mainly because there were other therapists at home. Due to my habitual thinking, I thought the cat was mentally ill and could not be saved.

Who knows that this holy light has the effect of warming the heart. Although the effect is not very good, it can be saved at least. After all, asking a nun for help does not cost a lot of money.

Lose, lose.

Simon felt a little funny in his heart when he saw his boss's face changing wildly.

After watching Bai Tang go through several holy light treatments, the cat's mental state was almost restored. He immediately hung it on the other shoulder and was ready to go to the next stop to buy horses.

Simon has bought horses and has some general knowledge of the market conditions.

It's just that the owner of the store he bought before has transferred the store to someone else and renovated it into another store, so he needs to find a new place to buy horses.

"Boss, do you know where horses can be sold in this market?"

Simon didn't expect the boss to answer. After all, he had just negotiated a price reduction and barely cured the spiritual world of a gem cat. It would be difficult for him to speak.

No, the stall owner is putting on a heartbroken expression, turning his back to everyone, lowering his head to count the blue sperm.

After hearing Simon's question, the boss didn't want to talk to him.

It wasn't until the four Simons turned around and walked away that he sighed and said:

"Go nine hundred meters north, and there is a horse shop on the right."

"Thank you."

Simon turned his back to the boss, waved his hand, and led the team forward.

The pet market is very large. Once you walk inside, you will find almost all kinds of wild monster pets.

Leaving the small pet area, everyone arrived at the large pet area.

The most intuitive manifestation is that the stores on both sides have become larger, and the pets inside have become larger.

The tiger monster lying idle in the cage, the two-headed poisonous snake spitting out messages, the depressed golden lightning giant, the giant lake shell lying in the large water tank...

"Aren't these wild monsters? Why are they sold as pets?" The little shark could hardly turn his eyes away from the sight.

"All the pets here are from the dungeon. The gem cats we bought are tame ones, and these are reserved for those who like alchemists." Simon reached out and touched the white gem cat on his shoulder.

The pets sold in large stores are huge in size and of various types, and most of them are wild monsters specially reserved for alchemists.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some people just want to keep such fierce pets.
Chapter completed!