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After a cup of tea, Wang Mingren appeared in a quiet courtyard, and Ximen Feng had been waiting for a long time.

"How is it? Wang Lang, is she willing to accept it?"

Ximen Feng said nervously, no matter what, Chen Xianger is Wang Mingren's wife after all, and her background is stronger than Ximen Feng. If she doesn't want to, Wang Mingren really can't help it.

Wang Mingren sighed lightly and said: "She tore up the divorce letter, no matter what she is, I am sorry for him, I will admit it if I want to be beaten or punished, I missed it once before, Fenger, I will not be wrong again. , just to suffer you, she may spread rumors everywhere, saying that you seduce a married man and you are a vixen."

"It doesn't matter, we owe her, as long as she is happy."

Ximen Feng knew very well what it was like to lose her beloved, and she was heartbroken. She had already stolen Wang Mingren. If Chen Xianger was angry, she could say whatever she liked.

Wang Mingren put his arms around Ximen Feng and said, "Feng'er, come back to Donghuang with me! I'll take you to see my clan, and then I'll marry you in a glorious way. I hope to win one's heart, and the white head will not be separated. "

Ximen Feng nodded and leaned into Wang Mingren's arms, with a happy smile on his face.

A sharp screeching sound rang out, Wang Mingren took out a red jade plate and punched in a magic formula. A small line appeared on it: "Old Ancestor, nine uncles and nine aunts have babies at the same time, God bless our Wang family."

Wang Mingren's eyes lit up and his expression became excited.

"Wang Lang, what's the matter? Is there a happy event?"

"Changsheng and Ruyan have a baby, and they have a baby at the same time, haha."

Wang Mingren's expression became very excited. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan entered the Nascent Soul period, and there were two Nascent Soul monks as their backers. Even if Chen Haibin entered the Nascent Soul period, Wang Mingren was not afraid.

Not in vain for his efforts to help the family over the years, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan have formed a baby, and Wang Mingren has more confidence.

"Your nephew and niece-in-law have a baby?"

Ximen Feng was stunned for a moment. She heard Wang Mingren talk about Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, but she didn't expect them to have babies at the same time.

Before that, she was a little worried, Chen Haibin's status was not low, and now that Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had a baby, she breathed a sigh of relief, so that no one could separate them again.

"Since they have babies, we need to buy two heavy gifts."

Wang Mingren nodded with a smile and said, "This is natural, let's go shopping for gifts together!"

After leaving the residence, they went straight to the Wanbao Building.

Wanbaolou is the largest store in Huoyafang City. It is expensive and the quality of the items cannot be said.

It didn't take long for them to appear at the entrance of a nine-story cyan pavilion. The silver plaque was engraved with three golden characters "Wanbaolou".

Standing at the door, they could see that the hall of Wanbao Building was very lively and crowded with immortal cultivators.

A short and fat old man in yellow robe walked out, his face full of pockmarks full of smiles.

"Hey, Huang Fugui!"

Wang Mingren snorted lightly and said in surprise.

Speaking of which, the last time he saw Huang Fugui was more than ten years ago. At that time, Huang Fugui was only at the seventh floor of the formation of elixir, and now Huang Fugui has advanced to the eighth layer of formation of elixir.

Over the years, Huang Fugui has gained a lot of fame in Northern Xinjiang, not a good reputation, but a bad reputation.

Huang Fugui is already at the eighth level of elixir, and he still does not dare to hunt down third-order monsters, specifically looking for second-order monsters, or to stand up for small forces, solve some small troubles, and charge expensive fees, this guy is as timid as a mouse , Because of a trivial matter, he had a dispute with a sect monk who was on the third floor of the pill formation. The two met in the wilderness, and Huang Fugui ran away directly, and was called a laughing stock by his colleagues.

Huang Fugui saw Wang Mingren, his eyes lit up, and he said enthusiastically: "Wang Daoyou, long time no see, are you free? The old man wants to invite you to a cup of tea."

"Sorry, we don't have time."

Wang Mingren shook his head and politely declined.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, this old man got an auxiliary spirit technique. I don't know if you are interested. The price is easy to negotiate."

Huang Fugui said through voice transmission, his tone was full of temptation.

"Auxiliary magic?"

Wang Mingren was a little tempted. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had a baby. He was worried that he didn't have any good gifts. If he could get an auxiliary spirit technique, that would be not bad!

"Okay, Daoyou Huang, lead the way!"

After a cup of tea, the three of them appeared in the private room of a tea house.

Huang Fugui took out two jade slips, handed them to Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng, and said, "This is the refining method of the spiritual art of emptiness and quiet escape and the flying magic weapon, the Qinglian throne. These two things were obtained by the old man from the ancient monk It's real, and the two fellow Daoists can rest assured."

Wang Mingren carefully checked the contents of the two jade slips, nodded, and asked, "Young Daoist Huang, are these two originals! You haven't copied them, right?"

"Of course I haven't copied it, but I can't guarantee that this is the only copy."

Huang Fugui said vaguely, and when he told a lie, his face was not red or his heart skipped a beat.

He has sold dozens of these two items, and the more powerful forces have sold one copy. There is no problem with the items, but they are not the only copies.

Even if other forces know that it is not an orphan, they will still buy it.

Wang Mingren frowned, how could he not see that Huang Fugui was lying, but there was nothing wrong with things, and the refining method of flying magic weapons was just that. It is difficult for monks of the same rank to find it, and it is a good auxiliary spirit technique. Anyway, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are active in the South China Sea, even if they are not the only ones.

"What do you think of this number?"

Wang Mingren took out a cyan storage bead and handed it to Huang Fugui.

Huang Fugui swept away his senses and nodded with satisfaction. He was greedy for more than he could chew. He had already sold dozens of copies, so it would be fine if Wang Mingren offered a lower price.

"Wang Daoyou, the old man got some third-order spiritual honey in his hand. The female cultivator has the effect of nourishing her face. If this fairy takes it, she will definitely be more beautiful."

Huang Fugui took out a jar of honey and said with a smile.

Wang Mingren glanced at Ximen Feng, nodded, and bought it with money.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, this old man still has some..."

After a cup of tea, Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng walked out of the teahouse.

"This fellow Huang Daoist is really well-deserved. He keeps all the junk, a piece of magic weapon, and insists that it was used by the puppet emperor."

Ximen Feng said with a light smile, Huang Fugui was selling goods to them. He was just like picking up junk, with fragments of magic weapons, puppet beast stumps, broken array flag array plates, and even the close-fitting apron worn by female monks. There were all kinds of things. The number is beyond the imagination of Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng.

Wang Mingren smiled~www.readwn.com~ and said: "This guy is notoriously thick-skinned. I don't know how many low-level monks have been deceived. Let's not talk about him, let's go shopping!"

East Wilderness, Black Eagle Mountains.

In the conference hall, Wang Qingjun and a group of clan elders gathered together.

They had received the news that Wang Changsheng had a baby, and everyone was very excited.

Wang Qingjun is now on the second floor of the formation of pills and has mastered a spiritual technique. According to Wang Changsheng's order, he will bring a group of family backbones to the South China Sea to participate in the baby formation ceremony.

"Youshan, the family has been handed over to you. We are going to the South China Sea to attend the ceremony of the ninth uncle and ninth aunt."

Wang Qingjun instructed, looking a little excited.

"Yes, great-uncle."

Wang Youshan agreed, and the family had Yuanying monk as their backing, and the day they returned to Qinglian Villa was not far away.