Pirate’s Infinite Wings

When a few people returned to the Miao Village, all the young and old in the Miao Village had already gone out, and the alleys were empty and the mountains were full.

The village head said: "Have the benefactors really decided to leave?"

Ran Qingluo said: "Old village chief, we still have things to deal with, so we can't delay too long. So I'm sorry, we have to go."

The village chief sighed: "If the benefactors want to leave, our small village can't keep them. They are all people who want to do big things, so naturally they can't stay here for a long time. The old man understands."

Ran Qingluo said: "Thank you, village chief, for your understanding."

The village head said: "We don't have anything to give away, the money seems too vulgar. We have prepared some things from the village to give to all benefactors. Please don't refuse." After finishing speaking, everyone walked out with their things. It turned out that these things were given to four people separately. Hundreds of jars of mellow spirits were given to Luo Xiaocheng. There are rich medicinal materials for Han Lun, exquisite brocades for Ran Qingluo, and special candied fruits made by the Miao nationality for Fang Lang. If these things were put out, they would not be worth a lot of money, but at this time it was the cleverness of them not giving away silver taels. The four of them will definitely not shirk this kind of gift.

Luo Xiaocheng laughed loudly, and said: "It's still the village chief, you understand me, that's good, I'm not polite about this wine." After saying that, he waved his hand and collected the hundred altars of good wine into his soul.

Ran Qingluo said: "Village Chief, these cloths are used by everyone to supplement the family income. So much has been given to us, what should we do?"

The village chief shook his head and said: "The envoys don't want to refuse, if you have not solved such a big problem for Baiman, how can Baiman's cloth be sold. Weaving is a trivial matter, and the good days you have brought us , how can these few bolts of cloth be comparable." The village chief said, and everyone echoed, "Guests, don't be polite, please accept it, this is our little thought."

Ran Qingluo said: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient, thank you for your love." With a wave of Ran Qingluo's hand, he also put it into the soul. Now that Ran Qingluo is also a cultivator of the Xuan Realm, the soul can naturally carry things. This little cloth is nothing to worry about. Fang Lang also put away the gifts in front of him, and saluted everyone with fists.

Han Lun gave a salute to everyone, waved his hand, and immediately put away the medicinal materials in front of him. When seeing this scene, the white barbarians knew that they had great supernatural powers, so they were not surprised at all, but Luo Xiaocheng and the others were taken aback. They thought that Han Lun had also entered the Profound Realm and cultivated the Soul Pavilion, but as far as they knew, Han Lun didn't have any soul accumulation at all. After watching this for a long time, I realized that the secret lies in the small bag in Han Lun's hand.

Among the four, only Han Lun has no soul accumulation, so he must not be able to take so many things. But when Han Lun came out of Yangzhou, he brought a treasure with him, which was called wishful pouch.

This kind of bag looks only the size of a sachet, but it can hold half a mountain. With such good things, Han Lun is naturally not afraid to bring things.

Luo Xiaocheng said: "Master Han still has such good things. Not bad, not bad. What's in it."

Han Lun was in a bad mood, ignored him, walked up to him, and said, "Village Chief, I have a heartfelt request."

The village head said: "You said, as long as we can do it, we will definitely not refuse."

Han Lun said: "I hope you can keep Ah Qiao's house, clean it often, and don't close the door. Maybe I will come back sometime." ..