"Girl, my rock candied haws is a century-old craftsmanship, using the best tangballs, carefully brewed through 33 processes."
"The taste is soft and moist, sweet but not greasy, sour but not cool, and it has the effect of beauty and beauty!"
A middle-aged man stood in dozens of different kinds of candy haws shops, praising his craftsmanship, with a sincere smile on his face.
"Quickly, give me ten strings."
The woman with long purple hair saw the crystal clear and transparent candied haws still wrapped in syrup, her eyes were already shining, and her voice was ethereal, clear, and very pleasant.
"Okay, you will receive five taels of silver for ten bunches, and you will receive it." The middle-aged man was full of smiles.
"Give you!"
I saw the woman with long purple hair just throw it away, and a walnut-sized piece of gold fell into the hands of the middle-aged man!
"This, this, so much!"
The middle-aged man was shocked. Ten bunches of candied haws received five taels of silver, which was already ten times more expensive. However, the middle-aged man was a little panicked when he saw someone throw out an ingot of gold at random!
In Rongcheng, you are not afraid of being rude and unreasonable, you are afraid of being rich and powerful.
Such an ingot of gold can be exchanged for several Qi Gathering Pills!
"Hehe, Zi'er, do you want to eat?"
The woman with long purple hair completely ignored the shock of the middle-aged man. She turned around and started happily, swaying a bunch of candied haws, and waving at the ninth-order monarch butterfly lying on her long purple hair. write.
The slapped Monarch Butterfly had a small mouth, and a bunch of sugar haws five times larger than it was instantly swallowed into the mouth and disappeared.
"Wow! It's so sweet, sour, and delicious. My sister will give me one more string, and another one."
The monarch butterfly fluttered its wings, and there was a burst of cheering children. He loved the candied haws very much, and even ate the wooden sticks interspersed with the balls.
"Gluck..."
The purple-haired woman laughed.
Surrounded by mansions and pavilions, classical window sills, the streets cast secret attention from time to time, but the expressions were all slightly surprised, it seems that the identity of the purple monarch butterfly has been confirmed.
One after another guessed the origin of the purple-haired woman's identity.
However, although shocked, it did not cause any sensation, and there was no shortage of characters who followed a high-level monster beast on the street.
The only thing that makes people pay attention is the bold and explicit dress of the purple-haired woman, coupled with the exquisite and hot body and amazing beauty.
"This woman is very beautiful and superb."
On the second floor of a mansion, sitting on the second floor of a mansion, there is a elder brother, who is swaying a folding fan, but his eyes are extremely sharp: "Go, find out which daughter it is."
A subordinate retired in response.
And the Yuyang Forest watching in the distance also made the coachman Xiaoxue slow down and stared at the purple-haired woman deeply.
"Strange, there seems to be something on this purple-haired woman that attracts me."
Yu Yanglin was secretly surprised that when he was close to the woman's 100 meters, his dantian vitality turned on its own. It seemed a little excited, and the convergent cultivation level almost burst out.
Yuyanglin clearly felt that the purple-haired woman throbbed her reincarnation vitality.
"When I was close to Senior Feng at Wanbao Pavilion in Dingcheng, I seemed to have a similar feeling, but that was because of Senior Feng's powerful life aura."
"And this purple-haired woman seems to be the cultivation base of the Ming Dao realm. There is nothing special about it. Why does it feel so?"
Yuyanglin was puzzled, and secretly guessed: "Is it because she has some treasure on her body, or the ninth-order monarch butterfly that has shrunk in size!"
There is a hint of curiosity about the purple-haired woman and the ninth-order emperor butterfly Yuyanglin, and there is a strange light in his eyes.
Now that he has entered Rongcheng, Yuyanglin is not too worried about the pursuit of men in Tsing Yi, and quietly observes the purple-haired woman and the people in Rongcheng.
As if perceiving the strange peeping gaze, the purple-haired woman suddenly turned and looked towards Yuyanglin.
"Huh? So sensitive five senses!"
Yuyanglin's expression was startled, his gaze could hardly be noticed by even a strong man with a true artistic conception, but a woman with purple hair could spot Yuyanglin on a carriage in a crowded crowd.
The purple-haired woman's eyes lit up and her body flickered.
In three or two steps across a distance of 100 meters, he appeared on Leilongma's carriage and stood in front of Yuyanglin.
The coachman Xiao Cui was taken aback. When he turned his head, a peerless beauty suddenly appeared beside him. He happened to see Da's leg roots close at hand. The shocking fragrance was shocking, but he was stunned for a while.
The purple-haired woman blinked her big sly eyes and looked up and down Yuyanglin.
"Sniff!"
The purple-haired woman even more boldly sniffed towards Yuyanglin's neck and cheeks, with no scruples in her behavior. Even the lovers on the street in this Rongcheng are holding hands at most.
Such an ambiguous action only dared to be in no one's corner.
"Strange, why do you have a scent that makes me feel cordial?" The purple-haired woman looked a little puzzled.
Yuyanglin was shocked when he heard this, and her expression moved. This woman had a similar feeling. She couldn't help becoming more curious. As soon as the purple-haired woman approached, Yuyanglin's reincarnation vitality surged and excited in her body. The blood in Yuyanglin's body was accelerating the flow and rolling, making his complexion a little reddish.
Zhihu did not expect that this purple-haired woman had a strange feeling about herself.
This cannot be a coincidence.
"Dare to ask what the girl is called?"
Yuyanglin smiled slightly, the tumbling vitality in his body boiled to the apex, and gradually subsided, slowly circulating in the dantian.
"Oh, how dare you inquire about Ben and Ben's name!"
The purple-haired woman raised her mouth, took a bite of candied haws, grunted her eyes, and smiled slyly: "However, you make me feel very comfortable. Just tell you. You can call me Mengdie."
"What about you? What's your name?"
The purple-haired woman sits directly between Yuyanglin and the coachman, her body is even closer to Yuyanglin, her eyes are looking straight, as if she wants to see through Yuyanglin.
"Mengdie? My name is Yuyanglin. I don't know where Miss Mengdie comes from and where is she going?"
Yuyanglin's eyes are translucent, deep, and firm. When he looks at Mengdie, he looks with a sense of appreciation. He looks at the fiery figure in front of him, the chest is plump, big like a rabbit, and he is like a deep canal. The face is even more exquisite and lovely, but there is no trace of yin dirty in Yuyanglin’s eyes.
And Mengdie's two-finger-wide purple wrap xiong can't cover the plumpness at all, and most people will be evoked endless reverie.
"Your eyes are so beautiful, unlike the others, they have all the wicked eyebrows, and the look in my eyes is sneaky."
Mengdie's gaze suddenly became sharp: "Huh, those people with bad intentions, when entering the city, I let Zi'er eat them."
"Come on, please eat candied haws."
Mengdie smiled suddenly, and handed Yuyanglin a bunch of candied haws.
"As for where to go, I don't know yet."
Mengdie's eyes gleamed: "My dream is to visit the thirteen states in the world and eat all the delicacies in the world." The crisp voice was firm, as if he was looking forward to and looking forward to his dream.
"I want it too, I want it too!"
The purple monarch butterfly flapped its wings and hovered around the two of them. The wings were like golden jade, and the dots on it were colorful, which turned out to be composed of runes.
"Sister, sister, he seems to have the same breath as you, which makes Zi'er very comfortable."
The monarch butterfly hovered in a circle and actually lay on Yuyanglin's shoulders, squinting his eyes slightly, enjoying it very much.
"Oh! Zi'er, can you feel it too?" Mengdie's eyes looked at Yuyang Forest with a radiant glow.
"Rogues?"
Yuyanglin was taken aback when he heard the words, and he would blame others for the sneaky eyes when dressed like this, but he made Yuyanglin smile a little helplessly, and was shocked by the dreams of two foodies.
High-level monster beasts, like the strong of the vitality realm, have long been bigu, and can nourish themselves by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth aura, sun and moon.
But it is also human, with appetite.