Ximen Hao glanced at a ring on Ji Wubing's ring finger and asked, "How big is yours?"
Ji Wubing was stunned, touched the sapphire ring on his ring finger, and made no secret:
"My father gave this to me last year. It's about three feet tall. He spent a lot of effort to get it."
"Oh...it's only three feet! Mine is bigger than yours!"
Ximen Hao began to feel worried.
"Ahem! Okay, I won't ask anymore!"
Ji Wubing was really heartbroken.
"Hey, there are quite a few yuan stones, more than two hundred, right?"
Ximen Hao knelt down and picked up a bloody elemental stone on the snow, which was still filled with the smell of blood.
"Alas, people die for wealth and birds die for food. Wealth is often associated with bloodshed."
Ji Wubing sighed.
"It's a pity, it's still not enough~"
Ximen Hao shook his head and collected all the yuan stones and gold and silver. He needed money now, a lot of money.
"Have you thought about it?"
Ji Wubing's eyes lit up.
"Yeah! Think about it. When you get to Donglin City, you will develop your power. You can't be beaten passively. However, you have to help me. The most important thing is your skills, not your abundance!"
Ximen Hao has never concealed his ambition. After this battle, his ambition became even greater.
If you want to live and get what you want, you must fight back!
"Haha! No problem, as long as there are enough yuan stones. Oh, and by the way, to cultivate your own power, you can't lack pills. I didn't expect you to be able to make pills, and the quality is pretty good."
Ji Wubing obviously misunderstood.
"I will make you sister~"
Ximen Hao cursed, then turned and left.
"My sister? Cousin, okay?"
The corners of Ji Wubing's lips curled up, and he felt more and more interesting. It was so interesting.
If Ximen Hao is a powerful prince and he is asked to help manage it, he will not have much sense of accomplishment.
But this unlucky eldest prince seemed to have nothing but a bodyguard and a maid.
"Father, maybe you are right. Ximen Hao is not simple. It takes five years for a poor prince to achieve hegemony. I don't know if it is enough time. Alas! Cough cough cough..."
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At night, the cold wind was howling outside the cave, and the people inside were guarding a large oil stove.
Bilian curled up next to the oil stove and fell into a deep sleep. The extreme nervousness during the day scared the little palace maid to death.
Ji Wubing's sickly body felt colder than Bilian, and he coughed twice from time to time, as if he was about to die at any time.
Especially Ximen Hao felt uncomfortable looking at him, wishing he could end his pain with a sword.
Liu Sheng is still recovering from meditation. How lucky he is to survive this time. If there was no elixir, he would have died long ago.
The Gale Wolf wasn't much better, but its recovery speed was much faster than Liu Sheng's, and it was attacking a piece of monster meat.
Ximen Hao has been fine for a long time. The third-grade healing pill is indeed not enough.
At this time, he was looking at the old ghost at the entrance of the cave, his eyes flickering.
Suddenly, the old ghost pushed with his hands, and a radiant dove flew out, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then turned around and walked towards the cave.
"Old ghost, come here, sit here and warm yourself up."
This was the first time that Ximen Hao was so polite to the old ghost. Previously he had to use him to practice shooting.
The old ghost was stunned for a moment, but he still walked over and sat next to the oil stove. Then he took out a piece of dry food and started to chew it.
"What is your position in Lingge Camp?" Ximen Hao suddenly asked.
"What? Your Highness wants to win over me?" the old ghost said dryly.
"Hahaha! How could it be possible? You are His Majesty's man, how dare I win over you? I just want to ask you for advice."
Ximen Hao took out two jars of strong wine and placed one jar in front of the old ghost.
Fortunately, the supplies during the day were not lost, so everyone was able to cook on the oil stove, eat dry food, and drink some wine.
"Bang!"
The old ghost opened the seal, then raised his head and drank a few mouthfuls, swallowing the dry food.
Then he took off the bamboo hat that he had never taken off, revealing his old and thin face.
"I know what you are going to ask, but the Spiritual Pigeon Technique is a secret skill. Only people from the Spirit Pigeon Camp and a very small number of people including Your Majesty can know it. Your Highness should forget this idea."
"Besides, it's just the Spiritual Pigeon Technique. Without the Spiritual Pigeon Technique, isn't there anything else?"
Ji Wubing probably smelled the aroma of wine, so he took the wine jar from Ximen Hao's hand and took a sip.
"Oh? Mr. Ji knows this kind of secret skill?" the old ghost asked in surprise.
"No! I'm too lazy to learn, but there's something hidden in the door..."
Ji Wubing suddenly closed his mouth, knowing that he had made a mistake.
"Hey! Idiot, I'll go to your Tianjimen when I have time."
Ximen Hao smiled a little silvery.
Ji Wubing's eyelids twitched and he showed a very difficult smile.
"Okay~"
"Old ghost, tell me, why do you want to help me? Is it His Majesty's intention?"
Ximen Hao finally asked his doubts, because this guy had never made any move along the way.
The old ghost shook his head. "I resisted the decree, so this is not what His Majesty meant."
"Then why? Conscience discovery? Or has Master Hao's personal charm affected you?"
"Pfft! Ahem, cough, cough... Can~ can I have a little face?"
Ji Wubing was choked so much that his face turned red and his ears turned red.
"Hahaha! Your Highness, I want to say: If I watch you die, it will be a big loss, a loss for Qingguo. Do you believe it?"
The old ghost suddenly laughed.
Along the way, this gloomy guy never smiled, it had no such effect.
"I believe it!" Ximen Hao was still so narcissistic.
"Because I can change Qingguo and the world! Because I am a cheating man!"
As he said that, he stood up and put his hands behind his back, feeling an invisible domineering and powerful force emerge.
"Wow! So handsome!"
Bi Lian, who was half asleep and half awake, was filled with nymphomaniacs, her eyes shining like stars.
"Ahem! Well, let's rest. Tomorrow will be a good day for traveling."
Ji Wubing dropped the wine jar and got into the blanket.
"Huh~ I hope the injury can recover tomorrow morning." Liu Sheng closed his eyes again.
"Alas! Even though I am old, I am still as energetic as a young man!"
The old ghost also leaned against the rock wall, slowly closed his eyes, reached out and covered his old face with a bamboo hat.
"Ho ho!"
Gale Wolf seemed to be laughing at Ximen Hao, and the sound in his throat was very harsh.
Only Bilian was still looking at Ximen Hao with admiration. Maybe she wanted to make the eldest prince happy after losing Daji.
Ximen Hao looked at everyone and couldn't help but smile.
After experiencing life and death together, the distance between them has become much closer, especially the changes in the old ghost, which makes him a little relieved.
"Tch! All of them have no sense of humor! Come on, Bilian warms my prince's hands."
After saying that, he got directly into Bilian's warm blanket, hugged that petite body in his arms, and stretched his hands into the other person's soft arms without any scruples.
"No, sir, it's so cold and itchy... ah!"
Bi Lian was made to scream, and her voice went out along the entrance of the cave, floating in the snow-capped mountains at night. Those who didn't know it thought that something evil was happening.