Lei Dongming tentatively raised two fingers. After saying this, his face turned red. He always felt like he was blackmailing his friend.
The materials used to create magic weapons are very valuable, and there must be channels to purchase them.
Although Niu Xiaotian was stingy, he also knew that he had to be willing to invest in this aspect, not to mention that Lei Dongming wasted a lot of thunderballs on himself.
I immediately asked for Lei Dongming's account and transferred 20 million in a generous amount.
Wrong, is it a typo?
That’s right, spend whatever you want, if you don’t have enough, don’t say anything!
Lei Dongming was so moved again that he rode his bicycle away with tears in his eyes, thinking all the way that from now on, he would be with Niu Xiaotian...
Later, Niu Xiaotian learned that Baicao Sanren didn't want the bottle of Ningdan Pills, but gave them to Lei Dongming.
Most monks are selfish.
It is rare for these friends around Niu Xiaotian to be so united.
The crazy attack carefully planned by Bo Han ended in a disastrous failure, and it was able to stop for a while.
Just a few days later, Cangyuan, one of the members of the appraisal committee, first came to Xiaoyao Villa. The fur he wore was more expensive than Miao Dan's.
Niu Xiaotian expressed his welcome, but Miao Dan was very disgusted with Cangyuan, who was cold-natured and indifferent.
Everything happens for a reason!
The two of them live together in the south and are both masters of cultivating poison, but they have no contact with each other.
When Cangyuan was young, he once pursued Miao Dan but failed. Later, because of love and hatred, he did some difficult things, such as refusing to return the marrow-eating Gu last time.
Miao Dan believed that this person had evil intentions and was targeting the Holy Girl Village.
It was Niu Xiaotian who made the two enemies meet in the cold Xingwang Village. Otherwise, they would never interact with each other until death!
"Dandan!"
Cangyuan shamelessly moved forward.
"We are all descendants of our ancestors, don't call him that, it's unruly!" Miao Dan frowned and grinned sideways, already disgusted and could no longer be disgusted.
"...This...Master Miao!" Cangyuan bowed.
"Humph, I still have a tendency to not mean what I say. In your eyes, I am not a master."
"Hey, you're already old, why bother dwelling on the past." Cangyuan smiled apologetically.
"When you look so old, you can grow medicinal herbs in the folds on your face!" Miao Dan has a venomous tongue and will show no mercy to others.
"Master Miao's style remains the same, no less impressive than before."
Cangyuan was full of complimentary words, turning into a follower and talking to Miao Dan persistently.
Niu Xiaotian didn't care about this. He believed that they would not do anything in the manor. It would not be a bad thing to take this opportunity to ease a grudge.
Having a thick skin is very important for men.
Cangyuan apologized over and over again. He didn't get angry when he was scolded, and even laughed happily when he was punched occasionally. When others were not prepared, he took out a small gift, specially prepared for Dandan.
Throw away?
Then I don’t want it anymore and take out another one, knowing that Dandan likes this one the most...
In the end, Cangyuan got closer to Miao Dan, and they often chatted and walked in the manor.
According to the inquisitive Bai Fei, the two have formed an offensive and defensive alliance. If the Saintess Village is in trouble, Cangyuan promises to go to support without hesitation.
Soon, another pair of elderly people with stories to tell also came.
It's Long Qian and Wanhua, Old Brother Long and Huamei!
The two of them had a harmonious relationship, laughing constantly, but they only held hands.
Seeing Master Miao Dan, Long Qian and Wan Hua put down their arrogance and hurriedly greeted him politely and inquired about his welfare.
Miao Dan was also very polite to them. Although they had different views, they had already heard of each other's prestige.
Then, an interesting scene occurred in the villa.
The four old people ate at the same table, wandered in two groups, visited Xingwang Village, and went skiing and skating. Later, I don’t know who suggested it, but they actually played mahjong together.
When Long Qian saw his granddaughter arriving on the third floor of Zhenwu, he was extremely happy and expressed his gratitude to Niu Xiaotian again and again.
Wanhua held Niu Xiaotian's hand and looked left and right but couldn't get enough of it.
Naturally, Niu Xiaotian didn't forget to ask about Grandma Min's current situation. Everything was fine with the old lady. Wanhua also said that she would bring her back to see her when the spring comes and the flowers bloom.
"Oda, Oda!"
On this day, Nangong Yan, who came with Wanhua, found Niu Xiaotian with a playful and smiling face.
Niu Xiaotian in the hall, drinking Dianyun tea, crossed his legs and asked lazily: "What's the matter with Sister Yan?"
"I plan to marry you."
I'll pour it!
Niu Xiaotian almost fell down. Nangong Yan was almost twice as old as him. How could he have the nerve to say such embarrassing words?
"Why did you marry me?" Niu Xiaotian stabilized his figure and asked in a trembling voice.
"Because of your appearance, you took away the property that should belong to me. As long as I marry you, I will get it back." Nangong Yan blinked hard.
This is true. Nangong Yan should have a share of Grandma Min's wealth.
Wanhua has plans to give Niu Xiaotian, which is worth more than one billion!
"Hey, I have to take the money. As for you, I won't marry you!" Niu Xiaotian said with a smirk on his face, not caring.
"Just kidding!"
Nangong Yan blinked and sat down, and suddenly sighed, "Xiaotian, can you give me some advice on how to get that man?"
When he met Nangong Yan for the first time, Niu Xiaotian could tell that the reason why she was still unmarried was because she liked a man.
Falling flowers have feelings, flowing water has no intention!
That man doesn't like her, it's purely worthless unrequited love.
"Three-legged toads are hard to find, but there are plenty of two-legged men. Sister Yan, be more open-minded and find a new love!" Niu Xiaotian teased with a smile.
"How should I put it? When you meet someone, it takes root in your heart and you can't erase it even if you want to." Nangong Yan was honest.
"Master Wan can't help you solve it?" Niu Xiaotian asked.
It's okay not to mention it. When this issue was mentioned, Nangong Yan had a bitter look on her face. She glanced out secretly and whispered: "My ancestor has been single all his life. Of course he doesn't understand these things. How can I dare to ask her!"
"Okay, Sister Yan, how did you meet that man?"
Niu Xiaotian had nothing to do and wanted to hear other people's stories.
"It's a long story. Ten years ago, I went out to buy medicinal materials for my ancestor. I happened to meet him in the bustling crowd. He was gentle, elegant, tall and handsome. His face in the sun was really fascinating."
Nangong Yan fell into memories, looking obsessed.
"Sister Yan, you're crying!" Niu Xiaotian had to hand over a tissue.
"Where is it?" Nangong Yan asked blankly.
"It came out of the corner of my mouth!"
Oh, Nangong Yan wiped her mouth and continued: "I pretended to drop the medicinal materials on the ground, and he picked them up for me. Later, the two of us had dinner together, visited scenic spots together, and spent a wonderful day."
It's a very old-fashioned story with nothing new, and it's not as good as the script written by She Canlian.
"Um, what's his name?"
"Zhou Yi!"
"Haha, what a good name, it sounds like a fortune teller." Niu Xiaotian burst into laughter.
"No, it's elegant." Nangong Yan rolled her eyes.
"Did you sleep together?"
"of course not!"
"Did you contact me later?"
"nor!"
"Only one day, there is no story for the next day?"
"What's left is only missing."
Niu Xiaotian held his forehead and sighed, Nangong Yan seemed very shrewd. In this matter, she simply had insufficient IQ and was a standard impulsive nympho.
"What does he do?"
"merchant."
"Do you have any photos of him?" Niu Xiaotian asked.