Generally speaking, a lot of items are one or two or two, and some of the smaller items are a little bit.
One or two fruits can be ten. They are just a few cents when buying some small commodities.
Just like the orc stall owner where Zhou Hao was touched by porcelain just now, the value of the beast stall owner's trinket and the hairpin is just a few cents of fruit, but just now the flute helped him out, but it took several fruits.
Xiaodi said that his Daoguo was given by Li Dazui, so she didn't kill the Daoguo.
It's also true that Xiaodi's accomplishments are not high. It's better to kill other friars than to kill them.
Moreover, her cultivation did not reach the fairyland, so she did not have the conditions to have Tao fruit. That is to say, even if a monk killed her, she would not get the Taoist fruit.
The monks in haotianjie are all living for one purpose: to cultivate and become stronger!
They devote themselves to the cultivation, only thinking about daily practice, and how to break through the tianzunguan pass to the "barren land", "emperor zunhai" and even Haotian hall.
The monks who come here really dream of entering Haotian hall and achieving great achievements.
For many monks, Haotian hall is the ultimate way of practice.
Zhou Hao also wants to go to the Haotian hall.
He and Xiao Di had a lot of turns in the fighting field. He was not clear about this, and could not understand which field was a good one.
If he is allowed to choose, he must go to a crowded field.
However, Xiaodi is different. She takes Zhou Hao around and looks at one field after another, and she still makes a sound. In some places, she will give a professional evaluation, and then point out which field is easy to win and which is not. She looks like a mature and skillful person.
At this time, Zhou Hao would no longer doubt that a girl's family would often come to such bloody and cruel places to relax.
She looks like an old hand, an old acquaintance here.
However, the guards of the courts would not give her a good look when they saw her.
Zhou Hao remembered that Xiao Di often did something furtive in the fighting field, and he knew why.
He even worried about whether the flute would be beaten by others
At least when Li Dazui's noodle stand, Xiao Di was chased by the people in the fighting field.
"Just now you were chased by the people in the fighting field. If you are on someone else's territory, you are not afraid that they will come to you again?" He asked the flute.
Xiao Di chuckled back: "not afraid, at most, they beat him up, and then they won't stare at him again."
"You're not afraid of a fight?" Zhou Hao was a little surprised.
He was curious about what he thought of the man who could say "beating a meal" so painless and not itchy.
Xiao Di replied: "it's not very painful to play a meal. Besides, the pain will hurt for a while. If there is no way to earn Daoguo, it will not be fun!"
"You're such a small money fan!" Zhou Hao said.
"Hee hee!"
The flute began to laugh, then stopped in front of a fighting field, pointed to the fighting field, and said, "this is it!"
The scale of this arena is general scale, and there are not many spectators, so we can't see that the business is busy at that time.
Xiao Di said: "there should be some new players in this arena. They don't know much, but I know their routines."
"Make sure we can win a lot of money!"