Ruan Ling: "...I dare not."

"It is a great honor for you to have something that Pluto made by himself." Cui Yu said, "Take it and go home."

Ruan Ling walked in silence for a long time, but still couldn't help but say, "Mr. Cui, Lama can't hear this. You are so sorry for the title of the grand prize, you are honest. "

Cui Yu was silent for a moment and said seriously: "I think so too."

“…”

"If it's really an important magic weapon, will I let you give me such a casual idea?" Cui Yu smiled again, "It's easy for you to win anyway."

"...It's not easy at all." Ruan Ling wanted to cry a little.

She wasted a help from Black and White Impermanence.

It turns out that I got a handmade work from Lord Pluto.

I lost more than 200 land gods, and I fought to the death.

Too much.

Ruan Ling wanted to throw away this broken pottery jar.

But in front of Cui Yu, she didn't have the courage.

Cui Yu sent her back to the gate of Fengdu and went back.

Ruan Ling stood at the gate of Fengdu with a pottery jar in his hand, like a fool.

Black and White Impermanence came over side by side and looked into her hand secretly.

Ruan Ling glared at them, stuffed the pot into her arms, and turned around and left.

Xie Bi'an shook his little fan and sighed: "Woman, you can't mess with me. This little aunt has a weird temper. She obviously won the game, but she was still angry."

Fan Wujiu raised a cold face and said, "If it weren't for that person's sake, I wouldn't pay attention to her."

"Who, Meng Po?" Xie Bi'an looked at him and suddenly covered his mouth in shock, "What you said shouldn't be..."

"What else?" Fan Wujiu shook his head, "I really didn't expect that that woman would like this kind of treacherous and hateful."

"Stop talking nonsense." Xie Bi'an hurriedly shook his head at him, looked around carefully, and lowered his voice, "Don't be heard. This is not our business. Besides, this is not a big deal for that person."

Fan Wujiu nodded, and the two of them looked at the direction where Ruan Ling left.

After a while, Xie Bi'an said, "There are five more things."

"I can only admit it. Meng Po still needs to give her face." Fan Wuxue said.

...

Ruan Ling returned to Mengpozhuang smoothly.

When Xiao Hei saw her, he happily threw himself into her arms, but suddenly he was frightened again, screaming and jumping down, looking at Ruan Ling in fear.

Ruan Ling was puzzled: "Xiao Hei, what's wrong with you?"

When she approached, Xiao Hei shrank into the corner, trembling with fear.

Meng Po came over after hearing the news and looked at her, "Take out the things in your arms."

Ruan Ling took out the clay pot.

Xiao Hei squeaked.

Meng Po tilted her head: "There is the breath of Pluto on this pottery jar."

"You are wise." Ruan Ling smiled, "It is said that this is a pottery made by Lord Pluto himself. It is useless anyway. If you like it, give it to you?"

"You dare to give away things from Pluto at will?" Meng Po said carelessly, "Take it with you, maybe it will come in handy in the future."

"But Xiao Hei was very scared when I brought this."

"There is a way." Meng Po pulled a piece of cloth from her body and gave it to her, "Wrap it with this to isolate the breath of Pluto."

Ruan Ling wrapped the pottery jar as he said, and Xiao Hei was no longer afraid.

Ruan Ling put the pottery jar and smiled and said, "Mr. Meng Po, I'll make a meal for you before leaving."

"No, I don't have much appetite today." Meng Po sat at the table, holding her chin with one hand, looking a little lonely, "You go, come again tomorrow."
Chapter completed!