Di Ming said indifferently: "It's just an obsidian crystal. How much do you want when you return to the Extreme Realm? I will let you have fun with it!"

But the problem is that she is on the floating island now! The problem is that she now supports a city and an army, and is extremely short of money!

Muyan couldn't help but feel angry and funny.

But more of it is the sweetness from the heart.

Seeing Ruan Yanan nervously handing over the obsidian crystal again.

She chuckled and said: "My husband said that this white hosta is worth an obsidian crystal, so it is worth an obsidian crystal. Girl, please come after me, but this obsidian crystal is already yours, there is no need to give it back to us."

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"But...but that hosta is really just an eighth-grade spiritual weapon." The little girl was filled with embarrassment. "Moreover, it was refined by me, and the quality is not even good. It can only be regarded as ordinary at best."

Muyan said "Hey", "Did you refine this hosta?"

Ruan Yanan thought that Muyan disliked the spiritual hairpin she refined, and a look of sadness flashed in her eyes, and she stammered: "I... I didn't refine it well, if the girl dislikes it..."

"No, you are very good at refining it!" Muyan showed a bright smile, "Can you practice swords?"

It was only then that Ruan Yanan truly saw Muyan's appearance.

As beautiful as the autumn moon, as bright as the spring flowers.

The corners of her lips are slightly curved, her skin is as white as mutton-fat jade in the sun, and her peach blossom eyes are rippling, as if they can enchant the soul.

Ruan Yanan's heart beat harder.

He was almost more nervous than when he first came into contact with Di Ming.

Especially when she met those expectant eyes, she, who clearly felt inferior, raised her voice and said: "I...I can do it! What I'm best at is refining flying swords!!"

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On the streets where people come and go.

From time to time, someone would turn around and stop to look, without even noticing they bumped into the person in front.

There was a crowd of people in front of an inconspicuous little shop.

In the store, a little maid with a double-ringed bun was looking at the person in front of her with heart-filled eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Little Master, what do you want to buy? The armors sold in our store are all of the most gorgeous styles.

It has the best defense and speed-increasing effects. Even if it is of your size and style, it can be done!"

Oh my God! Did this little doll in front of me fall from the sky?

How could there be such a cute little doll in the world that makes your heart melt?

It would be great if I could take him home and raise him, kiss, squeeze and hug him every day!

Ying Mei, who was following Xiao Bao, frowned and stood in front of Xiao Bao, coldly forgetting to glance at the little maid.

Suddenly, the little maid was filled with excitement, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and she was trembling with fear.

Yingmei came close to Xiaobao and whispered: "Little master, there are many people here, do we want to go back to Junshang?"

The second reason is that there are too many people and too many eyes.

The key is that along the way, there are too many men and women who covet the little master.

Even though Xiaobao has a cold face all the time, his whole body exudes the aura of keeping strangers away just like the king.

But that little face is so delicate, so cute, and so adorable.

So much so that along the way there were people coming one after another who wanted to get close to him, and some even rushed over to take Xiaobao away.

Of course, the result was that he was beaten to death by Ying Mei.

Of course, Yingmei won't take these little guys on the floating island seriously.

But how could the young master with such a noble status be so coveted and watched?
Chapter completed!