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The 97th Flavor Bixue Fudao

This appearance really attracted the attention of some people, but more people were busy with their own affairs and had no time to pay attention to her.

Hua Xiaomi stretched out her arms and legs, and she was buried in the clam shell these days, but she was suffocating her to death.

When the thousand-bead clams were turned into smaller and were about to put them back into the storage bag, a person came not far away.

"Well... This fellow Taoist, Xiaosheng's surname is Cheng's name and his courtesy name is Baiyi, is polite here."

I saw this man wearing a white robe, a silk scarf, a bright eyebrows and eyes, but a scholarly anger on his face, which made him look weak.

Looking at the person in front of me, Hua Xiaomi always felt as if she had seen it somewhere.

My father once taught her to be polite in dealing with people and things.

Although she didn't understand why Cheng Baiyi came to talk to her, she was alert and also gave a peer greeting to the other party.

"In Xiahualuo."

Cheng Baiyi is very good at speaking, and he talks a lot of nonsense. Just when Hua Xiaomi was about to get impatient, the topic finally came to the point.

"The ancients said that the body and hair are my parents. How could you cut your hair so short? And use the secret method to dye it green.

It's also a wonder, this hair is so thick, like a grass vine..."

Gradually, his voice became smaller and smaller, and the confusion on his face became stronger and stronger. At the end, he blinked, looking like he was asking for an explanation.

Hua Xiaomi's face shook and took off the green vine from her head, revealing the black hair that was tightly tied inside.

Cheng Baiyi suddenly realized his mind, pointed at her head and said, "Ah, it turns out it's really a grass vine! I thought...

Oh, fellow Taoist, why do you want to put a ball of grass vine on your head? The rattan is too long and can easily block your vision and affect your beauty.

In fact, Xiaosheng believes that no matter what happens, we monks should not give up on ourselves..."

Cheng Baiyi talked about the situation for half an hour, and there was no thirst at all.

The lips of the two petals are very rosy and shiny, as if they had just drunk some fragrant tea.

Hua Xiaomi took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

As expected, the luck of the true fortune is unpredictable. I wonder how many murders she committed in her previous life. She finally killed Huizhen, and now Cheng Baiyi is here again?

The golden sun in the sky climbed up to the sea, and a ray of sunlight reflected on her face.

Hua Xiaomi believes that no matter how dark the night is, there will be light to break it.

Cheng Baiyi was in a row of cannons, and was shaken by the sunlight that came over. His head was empty and his mouth was stuck.

It's stuck.

Taking this opportunity, Hua Xiaomi quickly interrupted, "Listen to your words is better than reading for ten years. The fellow Taoists have a deep understanding of Taoism, and I admire him. But there is still important things to do, so I can only leave with regret.

Goodbye!!!”

At the end of the conversation, she was gone, only the ending sound was still echoing.

Cheng Baiyi also looked at the direction of Hua Xiaomi leaving with concern: "Fellow Daoist, I will see you again if you are destined to be together~~"

Hua Xiaomi ran away all the way and looked very embarrassed. When she stopped, the scene around her had changed.

They were golden waves of wheat, surrounding her, and the sunlight hitting it, making it even more dazzling.

She first made a confrontation with such a grand scene, and then felt happy.

Linggu, Lingji, Lingmai...

Fried braised rice, bamboo glutinous rice cake, quicksand bread...

She squatted down, held a handful of black soil, and placed it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently.

It was the fragrance of the soil, and the smell of the sea that was full of breath on Chiyue Island was not as good as the smell of the mouth.

She looked up at the front and could see the continuous mountains and rivers from afar, blue and green, with unique simplicity and heavyness.

The heart began to beat wildly, pheasants, wild boars, and hares.

Jade pieces began to get ready, and a wave of recipes were waiting for her to unlock the lock!

Hua Xiaomi found a woman about the same age as her, but she was already married with a bun.

I bought several bags of all kinds and asked for the news.

It turned out that this was an affiliated island of Bixue Island. Because of a war decades ago, the earth shook and a cross-ditch cracked. Later, the ditch became deeper and bigger and bigger, and it separated.

This Bixue Island is not as big as the main island, nor is it prosperous, but there are not many people, and a large area of ​​land is vacant.

This is outside the city, and all the fields are rented to mortals by the island owner.

Because the spiritual rice, spiritual wheat and other things here are all the lowest-level ones, contain very little spiritual energy and have a large amount of planting.

Generally, monks rarely have time to take care of such thankless things.

Hua Xiaomi, who had just come from the crowded Chiyue Island, heard such good news and immediately bought a few more bags of Lingmai.

He vomited the woman out with such good words as if she was not rich.

Because these large amounts of spiritual valleys are basically recycled by the island owner or purchased in batches by the restaurant, the price will naturally not be high.

Hua Xiaomi was generous, and the woman thought that today was a good day and could buy a few stacks of good talisman paper for her children.

The city gate is guarded, unlike Akatsuki Island, you have to pay the entrance fee to enter the city.

One hundred spirit stones can get a small jade plaque, inject a ray of spiritual energy into it, and put it on the mark of true energy, and they can register it.

In this way, even if she becomes a member of Bixue Island, she will give discounts whether she buys a house or anything.

Looking at the guards talking to her in front of her, Hua Xiaomi always felt that the other party was fooling her.

She really didn't want to pay out the 100 spirit stones, but when she saw a monk from the Foundation Establishment stage walked towards her with a bad expression, she immediately changed her oral sex.

She isn't she a thief's nest, right?

As it turns out, she was thinking too much.

Compared to Akatsuki Island, this place is simply too simple.

Walking through the streets and alleys, it was deserted. The elderly guards patrolling the streets sat on the pony letter and ate spiritual melon seeds with the old vendors.

There is no crowding or noisy on Akatsuki Island at all.

Looking for the signposts, I found the Deacon Hall.

There was no adult inside, only a melon seed with snot bubbles, holding candy in one hand and holding the steamed bun in the other hand and biting it.

Do you not be afraid of being abducted if you leave your child alone outside?

Seeing this, Hua Xiaomi took out a handful of pine nut candy from the storage bag and put it in front of the child, and asked, "Where is your adult?"

Seeing the shiny yellow and crispy pine nut candy, Guawazi's eyes lit up, and she grabbed her hands and stuffed them into her mouth while running back.

"Dad, someone is here~~"

After waiting for a while, a man with two beards came out. He smiled and bowed: "I've been waiting for a long time, right? I'm not here to stop me.

I dare to ask if the fellow Taoist is here to rent a cave? I will definitely give it to fellow Taoist.”

As he said that, he took out a spiritual cloth, made a hand gesture, and one by one, shining down the houses appeared.

I have to say that although this Bixue Island is not as big as Chiyue Island, there are really few people. At first glance, there are all empty houses.
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