Chapter 87 Gifts, needlework, visiting relatives and friends
Soon Hongli escaped from the toy store, but Xiaohuo got a life-size Xiaoli flamingo doll. The latter was holding the little crane doll and looked confused.
"Why give Xiao Huo a fake Xiao Huo? It looks silly."
"Don't get it cheap and do it well. Mom, I finally gave you a gift. Just take it."
Hong Li muttered in a low voice: "I want a life-size Black Sun doll but they won't give it to me."
"Mom, here are children's toys."
Xiao Huo whispered: "It's not an adult toy store..."
"You damn kid, why do you accept everything!"
Hong Li was furious: "It's hopeless, it's hopeless, this kid is finished, go back and cook it..."
"Don't cook on low heat!"
Xiaohuo stirred up and pushed the little doll in front of him: "If you want to cook it, just cook it!"
"It doesn't taste as good as yours."
Hongli rolled her eyes at Xiaohuo, but after this fuss, her mood gradually calmed down.
"Listen, I'm gradually getting ideas."
Hongli looked serious: "After being inspired by the toy store, I thought of how to deal with Black Sun's attack!"
"Mom, do you want to give dad a life-long gift... Hmm..."
Before Xiao Huo finished speaking, Hong Li pinched her beak skillfully, and quickly tapped Xiao Huo's head with her little finger: "I'm letting you talk nonsense! I'm letting you talk nonsense!"
Hong Li snorted softly, took out a map from her storage bag, and looked at the surrounding shops: "My idea is very simple, just use the reason of "Hei Yang's birthday" to give him a carefully prepared gift.<
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In this way, I not only express my attitude, but when he asks me why I'm so nice to him all of a sudden, I can pretend to be nonchalant and say: Ah, isn't it supposed to be a birthday gift?
Hehe, in this way, when his birthday passes, it will be my birthday. With me as an example, he will definitely prepare a gift for me carefully. When the time comes, hehehe..."
"Mom, here on the street, wipe your saliva."
"Wipe your head, I don't know if I'm drooling or not?"
Hongli smiled and scolded: "You're a dead girl who made something out of nothing."
"So what should I give my mother for her birthday?"
"In short, I definitely can't give him a clock this time like before..."
Hongli couldn't help but shudder when she thought of the death scene: "In that case, the fun would be great...I would be such a fun person!"
"Huh! No, Hongli, hold on, you must not commit suicide this time, for the sake of a happy life in the future..."
Hongli took a deep breath and thought of her original shopping plan for today.
"Wait, what if..."
Hongli's eyes gradually brightened: "If I use carefully collected ingredients to cook him a delicious meal that is good for his health, he will definitely be moved and burst into tears.
In the end, he couldn't help but kneel down and beg for mercy: wuwuwu, sister Li, I really like you so much, I can't live without you anymore..."
"Well..."
Xiao Huo tilted his head: "Is this really possible, or are you going to secretly add medicine to the meal?"
"Bah, it's not that far yet!"
The base of Hongli's ears felt a little hot, but the fantasy in her mind made her more and more happy: "How can little Heiyang escape from the palm of my hand? Jiejiejiejiejie!"
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"Needle and thread, fabrics, velvet, special silk, exotic animal hair..."
Hei Yang wandered through the streets while thinking about the materials he should prepare.
"I don't know how to do needlework. One month should be enough, but the special materials required in the illustrated book seem to be difficult to buy here.
Could it be said that I have to settle for the next best thing and replace it with inferior materials? Then I might as well not do it!
It's just clothes. They should be comfortable when worn. It would be inappropriate to cut corners...ah, it's nerve-wracking, it's nerve-wracking!"
Sighing, Hei Yang shook his head and looked up at the tall tower in the sky, which was one of the tallest buildings in the capital.
However, the highest one was not built to promote imperial power, but was originally built to recruit talented people. It was said that regardless of their origins and status, people with both talents and talents were recruited to build the royal capital.
To mortals, that happened many years ago, and even the original emperor changed his mind twice, but the tower was preserved and became an iconic building.
In the world of cultivation, apart from the two giants of the Stone Empire in the northeast and the Guichen Empire in the east, the imperial power of other small countries such as the Qiankun Kingdom is not actually a lofty thing.
To sum up, in the Qi refining stage, you can walk on the streets of the royal capital with your nostrils pointed to the sky. In the foundation building stage, you can even walk sideways.
As for the masters of the Golden Core Realm, they are existences that even the Emperor of Qiankun Kingdom must be careful not to offend.
As for the Nascent Soul Stage monks above, just lick the word when it comes, there is no shame in it!
Even if a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator plucks out any leg hair, it may make a country go a step further. That’s what both empires need to treat with courtesy.
As for why Hei Yang headed towards the tower, it wasn't that he wanted to defect to the royal family or something, but that Second Grandpa told him that when he passed the tower and turned to the right, he would see the Qing family today.
Here we are.
Sure enough, Hei Yang quickly found the place. There were two obvious doors, but they were tightly closed.
It is said that since that incident, the Qing and Huang families have been shut up all day long, wondering what they are doing inside.
Well, this is a rumor from outside. The second grandfather told him the reason. It is very simple, keep a low profile, take the initiative to show weakness, and investigate secretly.
"I don't know what the situation is like here."
Hei Yang sighed, already prepared to see a bunch of orphans, widows and elderly people.
"Da da da."
Hei Yang gently knocked on the door knocker, and a gloomy voice came from inside: "Coming?"
"Well, here we come."
Thinking about what his second grandfather taught him, Hei Yang said honestly: "I'm just waiting to break into your house and kill you!"
"Hmph, you are so brave to kill my Qing family. How many people are here?"
"Three horsemen are coming, go in and kill them all, leaving no one alive."
Hei Yang looked at the lines with a blank expression. To be honest, this code is very embarrassing. It is too unprofessional to leave no one alive. Logically speaking, the men should be killed, and the women...
Ahem, Hei Yang is talking nonsense. He doesn’t understand anything and is not familiar with any illegal crimes!
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come in and die!"
There was a roar from inside the door, and he quietly opened a crack in the door. Hei Yang understood in seconds and stepped in.
"Ah?!"
The man behind the door suddenly screamed: "What are you doing? I haven't opened the door for you yet?"
"Huh?"
Hei Yang looked at the little girl with a ponytail in front of him, and felt a little familiar for some reason: "Didn't you open a crack in the door and let me sneak in?"
"Um, is that so?"
The little girl tilted her head: "Ah, no matter what, let's go into the house and talk!"
"Click."
The door is closed again.
Hei Yang looked around the Qing family and found the same silence. He couldn't help but sigh. His mother would definitely be very sad if she knew what happened here.
Different from the Hei family, those who left were people from the Second Grandpa’s family, so the Heiyang family was not very close to them.
And the Qing family’s grandpa here in the royal capital is my mother’s biological father!
If it hadn't been for marrying my father, my mother might have followed me to the royal capital.
Emotionally, Hei Yang is relatively close to this side.
Now that the Qing family has become like this, Hei Yang is also a little unhappy.
He shook his head and quietly followed the little girl into the house. A wave of heat hit his face!
"!"
Hei Yang stared and saw a bunch of - no less than twenty muscular men, shirtless and gnawing watermelons, each one exuding hot energy and blood. When Hei Yang suddenly came in, they all
Eyes turned to him!
"Gudu."
Hei Yang couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Could this posture be today...
Xiaoli, I'm sorry, my innocence may have to be revealed...