"Rain lemon!" Ning Xiaolei excitedly runs to Lin Yumeng.
"With honey on his face, what are you doing behind my back?"
Lin Yumeng stops and walks over. He looks at Ning Xiaolei suspiciously.
All of a sudden, she sniffed lightly, her eyes twinkled and said, "the breath of poetry, and the breath of Xiaoxiao. Wow, what are you three doing together? You don''t call me."
"Er, that..."
Ning Xiaolei is a little embarrassed. He doesn''t know how to say it. He can''t say to do it!
I don''t know if Yumeng is jealous.
"Forget it. I don''t care about you. Anyway, they are not outsiders."
Lin Yumeng''s face was disdainful.
Ning Xiaolei smiles. At the same time, he is deeply moved. He feels that he owes Lin Yumeng. He can''t help but hug her.
Originally did not want to do something, but sometimes is involuntarily, two people unconsciously ran to Lin Yumeng''s room.
With the arrow on the line, Ning Xiaolei has to stick to his head and try the guess just now.
It turns out that doing that kind of thing can really improve cultivation, but the effect is far less than the first time.
After the event, Ning Xiaolei checked that his cultivation only improved a little, which was a little better than the normal cultivation.
"Sure enough, I think too much."
Ning Xiaolei muttered, but he was not disappointed. He didn''t expect to improve his strength by doing this.
Out of the demon pot space, Ning Xiaolei rushes back and tells Xiaoyue about Yanhuang underground palace.
"Really? That''s great. I''m going to practice. I have to break through the later stage in these 20 days. "
Ning Xiaoyue is very happy and clamors to practice.
After refining the ranyu she caught, Xiaoyue''s cultivation broke through to the middle of the Kingdom, which was almost the same as the later stage.
Anyway, there are still more than 20 days left. It should be OK. If it''s really not OK at that time, I''ll find the golden winged Mirs carving and ask him to dig another piece of Lingshan land.
Thinking of this, Ning Xiaolei thinks of the treasure.
Today, to the snake demon king of zhantian, there is no less consumption of treasures. Now in his hand, there is only one samadhi magic fire amulet and several mad cow amulets.
Before going to Yanhuang underground palace, Ning Xiaolei feels that he needs to prepare again.
When the time comes, if you meet someone who is not open-minded and uses the big to bully the small, it''s just right to deal with them.
Take out the mobile phone, Ning Xiaolei plans to contact the big demon in the group.
However, after looking at Xumi bag, he found that there was not much stock in it.
Because he had to put commodities on the shelves in the mall every day, many of the things he stored were almost exhausted.
This can''t be done. We must not run out of goods.
Ning Xiaolei, without saying a word, ran to the supermarket nearby and bought a whole half of the things from the supermarket.
"Are you serious, sir?" The manager of the supermarket couldn''t believe it.
I''ve seen what I can buy, but it''s not like this. Half of the supermarkets have been sold out.
"Of course, swipe the card and send it to the gate of Jinxiu emperor garden for me." Without hesitation, Ning Xiaolei nods and takes out his bank card.
The manager of the supermarket was stunned. After repeatedly confirming that Ning Xiaolei was not joking, he and the employees of the supermarket began to calculate the price for Ning Xiaolei.
Looking at the annoyance, Ning Xiaolei waved his hand and said: "you can roughly estimate the price. Will it be more or less? Is a million dollars enough for you? It''s not enough. It''s not bad for money. "
As soon as the words came out, the supermarket staff and some customers who haven''t left were suddenly shocked by thunder. Local tyrants!
Rather than pay attention to other people''s strange eyes, Ning Xiaolei calls Zhang jiuxuan and asks him to go to his home to prepare for receiving the goods.
Ning Xiaolei himself, on the other hand, goes home first and goes to practice in the space of the demon pot.