Ruan Ling said: "Is it worth your worries about other people's tears?"

"Soft and soft and a little ruthless."

"It's not as passionate as you." Ruan Ling walked out.

They ate tofu and fried dough sticks at the Maosheng family's stall. After eating, they prepared to go back to their respective houses.

When parting, Pu Zihuang said, "I have never helped others casually. Today I will help you, how can you repay me?"

Ruan Ling was not surprised at all and asked calmly: "Say, what do you want?"

"I was injured in my finger just now." He stretched out his thumb with his right hand, and there was indeed a little blood mark.

"so?"

"So you do the same."

"What...?" Ruan Ling was a little shocked, "What do you mean is that if I hurt my fingers too? Are you satisfied? Are you serious?"

"That's right."

"...Okay." Ruan Ling put his thumb in his mouth and bit his mouth.

Blood beads immediately overflowed from the fingertips.

"Are you okay?" She glanced at Pu Zihuang speechlessly.

Why is this peacock like a second-hand disease?

Before she could finish complaining, Pu Zihuang had already pinched her fingers, dipped them in a little blood, and applied them to the immortal binding rope.

The immortal rope was tied up with purple light.

Ruan Ling immediately felt that her connection with the immortal tie rope became close, and she had a heart-to-heart relationship. With just one thought, the immortal tie rope could change and do whatever she wanted.

"This is..." Ruan Ling raised her eyes and looked at Pu Zihuang.

Pu Zihuang threw the immortal tie rope to her and said, "This is a very heavy thing, I'll give it to you."

"What?"

"It's easy to use, I'll give it to you." Pu Zihuang said carelessly, "If you meet another powerful ghost again, don't pull me to watch the fun. I'm very busy, so you won't say I'll monitor you."

Ruan Ling held the immortal tie rope, was stunned and asked, "You gave it to me such a magic weapon?"

The immortal rope is a famous magic weapon in the fairy world.

He just gave it to others casually.

Really luxurious.

Ruan Ling felt it was too hot and hurriedly gave it to him: "I can't just ask for your magic weapon."

"Since you have the courage to steal it, don't you dare to ask for my gift?"

"Those are two different things." Ruan Ling waved her hand, "I am just like you, and I don't like to owe others favors."

"When it comes to favors, you used two of my feathers in succession. How do you say this?"

"Then..." Ruan Ling thought for a while, flipped through her arms for a long time, took out a small bottle and handed it to him, "This is a pill of beauty that will be given to your sweetheart."

"Give it to my sweetheart?" He repeated.

"Yes." Ruan Ling smiled, "I'm really embarrassed to use her tears as an antidote last time. This is just a thank you gift to her."

Pu Zihuang took the bottle, pinched it for a while, and put it on casually, "Okay, I understand."

"Don't mention Lingyu's matter in the future." Ruan Ling said, "As for this bundle of immortal rope..."

"I've made the immortal rope to recognize you as the main one, and it's useless to give it to me." Pu Zihuang smiled gently and said, "If Ruanruan feels guilty, then go and make a jar of pear blossoms for me."

"Okay, I will definitely do it!" Ruan Ling answered solemnly.

"There is no need to be so serious. It doesn't matter if you can't do it." He stepped on a cloud under his feet with a gentle smile, and flew away flutteringly.
Chapter completed!