Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

The awake place was not a bath but a quiet room. This made Xingshu very incomprehensible. Especially when he saw the various fruity spirit plants placed by the bed, he became suspicious and disliked the palace's defense project again by the way.

Until a white shadow flashed in front of my eyes.

There was a flash of inspiration in Xing Shu's mind, and he subconsciously wanted to take a closer look, but he didn't pay attention for a while, and he rolled off the bed embarrassedly.

"Cough, cough cough cough..."

This cough was a little unstoppable, Xing Shu didn't know what he was thinking, his voice grew louder and louder, so he meant to cough to death like this.

The seven-star lamps burning beside the stone bed flickered twistedly, and one of them looked brighter and more dazzling than before.

The white shadow disappearing in the wind floated back, and Xing Shu noticed that the wound on its foot had healed.

It's not so easy to hurt, how many days have you slept?

A deep helplessness emerged in Xing Shu's heart in vain. His mental power could not last long. The Seven-Star Lamp was not the answer. He had to quickly find an alternative organ.

In my memory, there is a way to replace the limbs with spirit instruments, because it takes a lot of engineering and requires high technology. After the whole set of spirit instruments is cast, the cost of spirit stones is not an unfavorable little like Xingshu. The Lord can bear it.

Borrowing from the sect?

Even if the suzerain is daddy, there will be no such special treatment.

What's more, the old man is always talking about the fearless spirit of making him self-sacrifice in order to achieve him as a father?

The milk dog circled carefully, making sure that he would not violently violently chop the dog, and then approached with a sad expression on his face.

The little head rubbed against the back of Xingshu's hand: "Uuuu..."

The corner of Xing Shu's mouth twitched, and he acted like a baby after biting someone. He looked good bullying?

The milk dog jumped onto the table, dragging the Lingguo which was several times larger than it with difficulty to climb over, and somehow turned into a glazed vertical pupil and looked at him shiningly.

One person and one beast looked at each other like this.

Then, the "feel and weak" Xing Shu was defeated by the pair of clear eyes. In the empty quiet room, apart from the seven noisy green fires, there was another one jumping back and forth, irregularly. The milk dog who bit two bites on him.

Xingshu, who turned over the books of the book pavilion with his super memory, was very embarrassed to learn that the monster beast would only frequently "grind his teeth" after seeing his spouse.

The milk dog is too small, and Xing Shu can't use words other than "grind his teeth" to describe his behavior, and every time it clings and earnestly picks the meat of the back of the neck, Xing Shu thinks that it's because... it's hungry.

As for the bite position... Xing Shu firmly believes that the Snow Demon Dog is a group animal.

Both blood and milk are nutritious liquids, and he is not a female nun, so the milk dog can only make do with him, and he is not bad anyway.

One is willing to bite and the other is willing to endure, but it's safe and sound. Until... Xingshu vomited minced meat again.

This is a quiet afternoon, the fifth day of a scumbag married.

The milk dog murmured, licking the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth inch by inch. The white hair was dyed red in the blood pool, like a fire raccoon who had failed to hide forever and was captured by the monks as a mount.

Unleashing a stronger mental power to maintain the final rotation of the organs, Xing Shu looked at the palace that had long been behind him, and was so far away that there were only spiritual clouds at the top. He smiled and patted the milk dog's head: "Soon I'm in the next town, I hope I have better luck this time."

Seven souls have been released by him...No, six to be precise. One of them seems to have Stockholm syndrome and has a special liking for being around the "batterer" as a lighting object.

Xing Shu tried to rush a few times, and found that... he was very bright, so he acquiesced.

The road to survival is long, Xing Shu did not expect the original owner to be weak, Liu Fufeng, and still be able to die in this way. In order to help the scum man build the foundation, he actually offended all the refiners.

Even if it was only an indirect offense, because of the declarations of several refining families that "everyone asks for nothing", other refining masters were jealous, and no matter how good they were, they would not be moved.

Xingshu was almost moved by the fearless spirit of the original owner who paid for love.

It tricked the refiner into possessing the Hunyuan Divine Body and made a group of old men vying to accept him as a disciple.

After taking the benefit, it was discovered that it was actually just an ordinary water spirit root, and the divine mind was still scumming in the mud.

Xiao San happened to be a real Hunyuan Divine Body, and his good character won unanimous praise from the family refiners.

She is physically disabled and strong, but believes in Xiao San, handing over the marrow scrub that he desperately protected to Xiao San, so that he can bring it to the scumbag or something.

As a result, Xiao San borrowed flowers to present the Buddha to the position, and the original owner was disgusted with notoriety. He tried to explain, but found that the scum man Xiao San was violently rolling the bed.

What a tragic life.

Xingshu is the original main point of wax.

It can be imagined that without tragedy, there would be no rebirth of himself, and Xing Shu couldn't help but want to burn a root of incense for the scumbag-a good man, and a safe life.

"Spiritual device to drain blood?" Daozao Xiaoyoung shook Fuchen, and then shook his head. When Xingshu was disappointed to walk away, he definitely said: "Yes."

Xing Shu was taken aback for a moment and was rejected too many times. He almost suspected that there was a problem with his ears.

The little Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "I said, yes." He turned around and said with a smile: "I just don't know what price this young man can afford."

Xing Shu tentatively said: "I don't know how many spirit stones a real person needs?"

"Huh! How could such a superficial thing as Lingshi get into the eyes of real people!"

Xing Shu said with peace of mind: "This is great, I don't have a spirit stone either."

Little Taoist: "..."

Xing Shu said this truthfully. He went around all the way, in order to support his physical strength, he almost ate the spirit stone all the way, and broke through once halfway, almost not tossing to death.

Fortunately, he got the ball to collect spirit grass everywhere.

The ball is the name he gave to the milk dog. After hearing the name, the ball called and jumped and bitten. Xing Shu thought he liked it very much, so he called it all the way.

Oh, my intimate little padded jacket.

Xing Shu took out the milk dog from his arms, rubbed it **** his face, and quickly stuffed it back before it could respond.

Ball: "..." I throw it away when you run out!

The daughter-in-law is too unfeeling, sad for her husband.

The little Taoist led him into the inner room. With a flash of inspiration, the large and small spiritual tools were blinding people's eyes. Xingshu showed him and glanced roughly, and didn't think which one was suitable for the heart.

"This." The little Taoist raised his chin and took off a wooden spiritual tool: "It stands to reason that the things you want are made with high-grade stone tools above the ground level, and the effect is better, but you also know that the higher the level. The more difficult it is to refine the magical weapons, especially this kind of thing that harmonizes the overall balance. If something goes wrong, the puppet production will be abandoned."

It's not that Xing Shuxin dared to explore how to create a heart, but that there are many such transactions, but most of them are used on puppets.

Xing Shu didn't plan to have a long-term heart at present, and the Lingmu wood just met his short-term ideals.

As for the future, as long as you understand the method, you can recreate it yourself.

Xingshu took the spirit weapon very satisfied, thought for a while, took out a set of clothes from his bag, and handed it to the little Taoist priest. There was a stone sign lying quietly on the clothes, and he wore a large simple knot of red rope. At first glance, it is very common, but when you look closely, it is still very common.

"This is…"

Xing Shu said sincerely: "There is nothing to tell you, this refiner who is willing to sell my spirit weapon for thousands of miles can count it with two fingers, Young Master, you have exposed."

His face changed.

Xing Shu is very considerate: "There are some spirit stones in the stone pai."

Needless to say, the expression on Xing Shu, who quickly put on a new outfit, looked at Xing Shu with a complicated expression, and faintly surprised: "On this point alone? I think I have a good disguise."

Xing Shu put the wooden heart in properly, and said with a smile: "So, I guessed it right."

At that moment, Xingshu seemed to hear the sound of blood dripping from his heart, accompanied by a string of mmp's strong domineering screen.

Can't help but look up at the sky sadly, alas, he is really honest.

If the ball hears his heart at this moment, he must have his tail licked up-in order to save his reputation, the people who have added fuel and vinegar to the cause and effect of offending the refiner are not qualified to say that!

Daughter-in-law is beautiful, but it's too naughty!