C23

"What kind of weapon does Master need? At this stage, all the weapons that Master can buy are all here. If you want to get to the next level, you need to unlock the intermediate store when you reach level 30. "

Meng Yang didn't pay attention to Little Ling as he continued to look left and right.

"Master? What are you looking for? "

"Little Ling, do you remember that 4888 tile I drew? Why is that thing not here? "

"That thing isn't a weapon so of course it isn't here."

"Not a weapon? If it's not a weapon, then what is it used for? "

Little Ling rolled his eyes at Meng Yang, "What can brick be used for? Of course it's used to build a house. This kind of retarded problem would trouble the host, so don't ask me anymore. I'm afraid retarded people will get infected. "

"Build a house? You said to build a house with 4888 pieces of brick? How many trading points would that cost? "

Meng Yang's reaction was met with another round of contempt from Little Ling, "Look at your little ability, isn't it just a little trading point? Is there a need to make such a big fuss over nothing? "

Although that is what was said, but after all, exchange points are saved up bit by bit. In order to build a house early, I think we should save up on the exchange points that Little Ling released.

"Ah, you, how can you be like this? No, you, you …"

"What's wrong with me? "Just now, someone was still looking at me with disdain."

"Where?" I don't have any. "

"No? I heard it clearly just now. Someone said it before, isn't it just a little exchange point? Is there a need to make a fuss? "

"You, you, you, you, hmph!"

Meng Yang slightly patted Little Ling's head, "Alright, I was just joking, is there a need to be so serious?"

Little Ling stuck out his tongue, "I don't care."

"Alright, I know that Little Ling doesn't care about such small matters. Come, tell me, what am I supposed to buy from these things that's more worthwhile?"

Little Ling scratched his chin and thought, then pointed to a pitch black Tai Dao.

"Science Fantasy, third generation Ghost Chester from 'The Thief King of the Sea', worth 4000 trading points. Attack effect: Has a Curse effect on level 20 and below. Status effect: Wound Healing Speed reduced."

Meng Yang sized up the Tai Dao in his hand. He felt that the Tai Dao was pretty good, not light, but not heavy either.

"Are you sure this blade has a very high price to price ratio? and not because he had taken a fancy to the remaining 500 trading points? "

Little Ling's face flushed red: Dang, of course not, I feel that you are more suited for this blade, it is up to you whether you believe me or not.

"Alright, I'll believe you temporarily. The place I'm going tomorrow is rather dangerous. Are you sure you want to follow me?"

Humph, you're underestimating me. Although my level is only half yours, you might not be able to beat me now. Furthermore, there is nothing in this world that can kill me.

"It's that magical?" Wouldn't I be able to use you as a meat shield in the future? "

"What!?" Do you even have the slightest bit of a gentleman? You actually want me to be your meat shield? Are you even a man? "

"Err …" Didn't I just say it casually, you actually took it seriously. "

The next morning, Meng Yang brought Little Ling to the rear mountain. Without any accidents, Fu Hua was still there waiting for Meng Yang as usual, which made Meng Yang a little curious. Logically speaking, disciples who did not complete missions were usually busy with cultivation or other matters, it was actually the first time he saw someone like Fu Hua, who would be accompanying others to complete missions every day.

"Boss, you're early today, huh?" Little Ling is here too? "

"Fu Hua, are you so free everyday? You don't need to cultivate? "

"Hehe, Boss, look at what you're saying. My cultivation is quite special, so I don't need to spend that much time. Also, it's useless to spend too much time, so I'm pretty free every day."

Meng Yang raised his eyebrows, "There's actually such a thing? I've really never heard of it. "

"Boss, what are we going to do today? Still going to pick the Spirit Grass? "

Meng Yang shook his head, "No, today I plan to go to the other side of the valley, the Spirit Harvesting Grass is secondary, it's mainly to fight, I feel that I have experienced too few battles, I do not wish for the situation like yesterday to happen again."

"To the other side of the valley? Boss, are you sure? "

"Hmm? Is there a problem? "Don't worry, I was just not prepared yesterday. Such a situation as yesterday definitely won't happen again."

"No, boss, I am not worried that there is a problem with you, but rather, you brought Little Ling to such a dangerous place, what kind of accident happened? You don't have to feel sorry for Little Ling, but I do. "

"About that, I've already told Little Ling that Little Ling will go with me. If you have a way to change her mind, then I don't care too."

"Humph!" If they want to go, I won't be afraid of any danger. "

Meng Yang shrugged his shoulders, "Look, this isn't me taking her."

"Little Ling, look, it's very dangerous over there. Foundation Establishment stage Demonic Beast are all around, you just reached the Qi Cultivation stage and it's too dangerous for you to be in there. Boss and I can't take care of you, what should we do if something happens?"

Little Ling looked at Fu Hua with disdain, "You? You want to take care of me? Are you kidding? Do you think you can beat me? "

"Eh, Boss, look. Here."

"How about this, Little Ling, let's have a match between you and Fu Hua, firstly, let Fu Hua be at ease, and then come here and let me see what kind of abilities you have, how are you going to determine it?"

Little Ling hooked his fingers at Fu Hua, "Come on, use your full strength."

"This, no, boss, how could I do that? "What if I hurt her?"

"Where did all this nonsense come from?" If I say yes, then yes. "

"Alright then, Little Ling, you must be careful."

Fu Hua took out his long whip and assumed a fighting stance, while standing there for a long time, he did not know where to start. Little Ling stood there and waited for a long time, but he still did not see Fu Hua making a move, he had long become impatient.

"Since you don't want to make a move, then I'll go first." Little Ling giggled, her figure suddenly changing and she instantly appeared in front of Fu Hua, gently leaping up to match Fu Hua's height, then using her small hands to slap towards Fu Hua, Fu Hua subconsciously used her whip to block, but Little Ling did not touch the handle of the whip, but instead, her figure flashed again, and appeared behind Fu Hua, and used a sweeping kick to kick the back of Fu Hua's head, causing Fu Hua to react quickly and dodge the leg.

"Hee hee, you've lost." The moment Fu Hua lowered his head, Little Ling suddenly appeared right in front of him, and with a kick, he kicked Fu Hua in the chest. Fu Hua was immediately sent flying, and after flying for more than 10 metres, he crashed into a tree, causing Meng Yang to feel pain.