Fairy Cultivator took the script of White Moonlight after pairing with salted fish

Chapter 88 089 Does Senior Sister Don't Need Me?
"You bad woman." The little milkman continued to curse.

Ji Qingwu raised her eyebrows lightly, "What about bad women?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Milkman seemed to collapse, "I hate you!"

"Coincidentally, I don't like you either." Ji Qingwu gently pulled the door with her hand, and with a creak, the door was opened a crack, "Well, I'll just throw away the stove, anyway, I'm Look at each other and hate each other."

Milkman was startled: "No, stop!"

Ji Qingwu doesn't listen to him now.

Little boy, she has to make him submissive.

Ji Qingwu shrank the pill furnace and put it into her sleeve.

Milkman's voice was always noisy in her head, but she couldn't hear it outside.

Ji Qingwu thought that it was probably because she activated the pill furnace with spiritual power, which made the pill furnace have such a connection with her.

Noisy.

"Sister!"

Just as Ji Qingwu stepped out the door, Gu Rong's voice came from the side.

The boy was wearing a silver mask, covering most of his face, only the thin lips under the nose and the sharp jaw were exposed.

It seems that the little junior brother has begun to care more about his appearance.

Ji Qingwu looked down and saw that he was holding a familiar food box in his hand, "Who is this, Junior Brother?"

"I'm here to deliver food to Senior Sister." Gu Rong approached her, and from the corner of her eye, she noticed that Ji Qingwu had replaced the high-level hairpin.

The center of his eyebrows moved slightly, and the dark blue jade hairpin that had been on his cuffs was gently fiddled with with his little finger.

It doesn't matter that the hairpin he gave was not as good as the one given by my senior sister and master, maybe, as long as he gave it out, the senior sister would wear it for a longer time than the one her master gave her.

Gu Rong understands the reason why Ji Qingwu doesn't wear high-end hairpins in the sect. The senior sister has always kept a low profile, although he doesn't know the reason...

Ji Qingwu smiled, "I forgot to tell my junior brother, I have already established a foundation, and I don't need to eat these spiritual foods in the future."

Of course Gu Rong knew this.

The young man held the handle of the food box with both hands, spoke with a hoarse voice, and looked at Ji Qingwu through the mask, "Sister, don't you need me?"

Ji Qingwu seemed to see moisture in Gu Rong's eyes.

Hearing only a slight sound of the food box falling to the ground, Gu Rong raised his hand towards Ji Qingwu, and opened the cuff, revealing the jade bracelet on his wrist.

"Did senior sister forget that the sea monster wreckage that senior sister put on me before has not been taken away?"

"I still owe Senior Sister the spirit stone. If Senior Sister no longer needs me, how can I repay it in the future?"

"Besides, this jade bracelet is far more than a low-grade spirit stone worth 80 yuan..."

Gu Rongyue said that his voice became softer, but there was only one thing that didn't change. When he spoke, he always looked at Ji Qingwu.

The senior sister is the most beautiful female cultivator he has ever seen, and also the kindest female cultivator. Just looking at her made him reluctant to leave his sight.

Gu Rong looked at Ji Qingwu's brows from stretching to slightly frowning, and raised her heart high, for fear that the other party would say something that would be unacceptable to him.

"I didn't forget it, I just wanted to wait a while and get it from you."

Ji Qingwu was responding to his first sentence.

Then she went on to say, "Through the journey of Xiao Cangwu's secret realm, my junior brother's cultivation base has improved, even if I don't need my... help, I still have the ability to repay the debt of spirit stones."

She didn't worry about taking dozens of spirit stones for a long time, but he remembered clearly.

"As for the value of the bracelet you mentioned." Ji Qingwu looked down at his wrist.

The boy's wrist was slender and pale, as if it would break if he pinched it.

Ji Qingwu hooked her lips, and smiled, "When I bought it, I spent 80 yuan of spirit stones. Here, it is only worth 80 yuan of spirit stones. The extra is your own chance."

(End of this chapter)