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Chapter 34 Begging for Gifts for Qiao Qiao Festival

"Sister, you must keep your word." Luo Xuanming was not depressed when she pushed him away, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

"I'm not lying." Meng Qinghe responded expressionlessly, holding his arm and starting to leave, "I'll take my leave now."

Wen Yuhuai reacted and nodded repeatedly: "Okay..."

Ji Shirou's reminder came from behind: "Qinghe, remember to watch my game!"

Tomorrow the family competition will begin. In the huge Wuyue Empire, all the families that can be ranked will go there to compete, and it will be very lively.

Meng Qinghe didn't look back, stretched out his hand and waved: "I understand."

Seeing this, Ji Shirou couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, turned to look at Meng Yunhe who had a cold face next to her, snorted and turned around to leave.

"Ha." Meng Yunhe narrowed his deep eyes and said in a nonchalant tone: "Little girl, I won't care about you."

At the same time, Meng Qinghe and Luo Xuanming had flown back to the city with their swords.

Arriving at the bustling East Street, Luo Xuanming raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I want to buy something, sister, can you wait for me here first?"

The voice from the spiritual realm came to his mind. Meng Qinghe saw a pile of rare treasures in a stall not far away, and nodded casually: "Go."

After Luo Xuanming left, she quickly came to the stall, picked up a red bead, and asked, "How to sell this?"

The boss smiled and said: "Girl, you have a good eye. Although this bead costs five hundred spirit stones, it was obtained from the land of the Monster Clan in the South China Sea. It is transparent, bright and colorful, and is perfect for making jewelry."

Hearing this, Meng Qinghe readily paid the spirit stone, "I want it."

She turned around and left with the red bead in her hand. She couldn't hide her excitement. She didn't expect to meet the 'blood-devouring bead' here.

This is the most precious treasure of the demon clan, and the power contained in it can destroy the world.

According to the records in the book, it was lost during the chaos of the demon clan hundreds of thousands of years ago, and she never thought that she would accidentally see it now.

Although the appearance has changed, it looks like an ordinary bead, but it still cannot escape the eyes of the spiritual realm.

"Master, I am awesome, hahaha..."

There was a rustling voice in his mind, and Meng Qinghe tightened his grip on the blood-devouring bead, "It's really thanks to you that I got this treasure."

Sensing the demonic energy coming from the blood-devouring beads, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"elder sister!"

A white figure appeared in front of him, and Luo Xuanming was seen holding a delicate box in his hand, with a joyful smile on his face.

"Here you go." He stuffed the things in his arms over, and Meng Qinghe subconsciously picked them up.

"what is this?"

Before Luo Xuanming could speak, the two women passing by smiled and said, "Girl, this young master is very attentive to you at first sight, but you must cherish him.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake and peach blossom wine at "Yuan Chun Pu" are not easy to buy, and the Weijiao gift box for the Qiqiao Festival only comes in [-] pieces per year. He must have put a lot of thought into giving it to you. "

Meng Qinghe curled his lips and nodded. After perfunctoryly dealing with the two women, he turned to look at the expectant and nervous person.

Since it was a festival, it should be difficult to get it. I think Luo Xuanming spent a lot of money on it.

"Thanks."

"Sister, just accept it." Luo Xuanming said with joy, his dark eyes flashing brightly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

……

Back at Luo Zhai, the energy of the Ice Spirit Pearl in Meng Qinghe's body was rioting again. She quickly washed up and fell asleep.

Didn't wake up until nightfall.

"Master, are you feeling well?" Tun Yunlang's tone was worried and he didn't even bother to eat.

Although the owner is calm on the surface, it can feel something strange, with chills all over its body, and it looks like it is injured.

But strangely, the owner's health gradually improved after going to bed. "It's okay. I've drank the 'Lingquan Fairy Water' before to improve my physical condition. No matter I'm injured or poisoned, I'll be fine after just sleeping on it." Meng Qinghe explained calmly.

Swallowing Cloud Wolf suddenly ran out of the contract space with an unbelievable tone: "Really? The legendary spiritual spring water!"

Seeing her nodding, Tun Yunlang was envious and murmured to himself: "You are simply the darling of heaven, how could you have such an opportunity!"

If it can drink the fairy water from the spiritual spring, not only will its physique be a hundred times stronger than before, its strength will also increase, and it may be able to fight against ancient monsters.

"Go to sleep, there is everything in your dreams." Meng Qinghe said with a smile.

Swallowing Cloud Wolf: "..."

Sure enough, you won’t cherish it if you get it.

Meng Qinghe ignored its resentful eyes, entered the spiritual space, and picked up a dozen storage bags in the wooden house.

Seeing this, the spirit realm next to him was full of reluctance, and his millions were gone again.

Seeing Meng Qinghe take out the divine mirror to look into the sky, Lingjing seemed to have thought of something and asked doubtfully: "Master, do you think there will be elves or weapon spirits in this mirror?"

Hearing this, Meng Qinghe, who was about to pour the spirit stone, stopped and his deep eyes fell on the mirror.

"There should be ancient magic weapons. I don't see it now. Maybe it's because there hasn't been enough spiritual energy for many years, so it fell into a deep sleep."

Just as he was talking, the Divine Mirror suddenly emitted a flash of red light.

Meng Qinghe subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and heard the voice of a young boy in his ears.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I could wake up and see the sun again hehehe..."

Meng Qinghe squinted his eyes, looking at the little red figures running around, and said leisurely: "You are the mirror's weapon spirit, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the weapon spirit of the God's Mirror stopped his cheerful voice, and a palm-sized figure appeared in front of him in an instant.

"It's me." Piaotian raised his chin with a smile on his face, and his tone was full of confidence: "Little girl, for the sake of letting me wake up, just ask for anything you want."

This is what she wants!
"Okay." Meng Qinghe's eyes flashed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "I want to know what happened before the family was destroyed."

"This..." Qiuting hesitated.

"You can't do it?"

"Of course I can do it! The Divine Mirror can not only predict the future, but also know your past clearly, without any mistakes!"

Hearing this, Meng Qinghe smiled with satisfaction, "Let's get started."

Peeping Mirror: "..."

It looked embarrassed and reminded in a low voice: "Well... regarding the past, it will be quite expensive to see it~"

Meng Qinghe didn't care about this and said generously: "Take as many spiritual stones as you need."

"Okay!" Qiuting chuckled twice, turned around and rushed directly into the wooden house where the spirit stones were placed. "Then I'm not polite. The memories you forgot will appear soon."

"Master~" Lingjing felt heartbroken.

So many spiritual stones should be his!
Meng Qinghe touched it comfortingly, "Relax, there will be another spiritual stone."

As soon as she finished speaking, her surroundings suddenly began to change, and scenes of familiar scenes quickly flashed before her eyes.

After a while, the screen seemed to be stuck.

Meng Qinghe saw the familiar restaurant and the exquisitely built and gorgeous private rooms. She leaned against the wall with her hands crossed and sighed.

"No wonder Lord Demon Lord refuses to keep the appointment, and is even more indifferent to women. It turns out that he is a broken sleeve. He likes such a weak and beautiful man. After all, he paid for it wrongly."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Sitting on a chair, Ye Xuanzhi, wearing a gorgeous black robe, narrowed his narrow eyes dangerously: "He is me..."

(End of this chapter)