"Actually, she looks pretty good. Although she is still small in stature and appearance, she looks like a beautiful woman at first glance."

"And he's still a baby."

"That's the only way this can happen in Moxie Gu Village. If you put it somewhere else, who cares whether the winter weeds were removed for her, she would have been kidnapped that night."

"Winter weed is too expensive, otherwise I wouldn't mind paying a sum of money."

Moxie Gu Village, Market Square.

More than thirty people gathered around the little girl who sold herself to save her father, whispering.

Li Guanqi is also among them.

Remove winter grass...

Despite its ordinary name, it is actually a fourth-level spiritual grass, which corresponds to the fourth-level spiritual grass. It is enough to imagine how precious it is.

Now is the Gu King Contest, and there are many Liangyi-level curse insects on the market.

But even the best two-level cursed insects cannot be exchanged for a winter weed.

Just a hundred-year-old winter grass can change an area of ​​30,000 meters from winter to summer with just a few auxiliary measures.

The low temperature and cold air can be absorbed by winter grass in an instant.

Winter grass is said to remove winter, but its main function is to absorb and store cold air, and then use the absorbed cold air for whatever purpose.

But it also has other effects.

Such as absorbing cold poison.

The most famous one is the Cold Wind Scorpion. This kind of monster usually reaches the third level when it reaches adulthood. It is not difficult to kill it. The only thing you need to pay attention to is not to be hit by its scorpion tail hook.

The cold poison released by its tail hook is really terrifying and extremely difficult to cure. Although it is a three-level demon species, once the cold poison enters the body, even a four-elephant level practitioner cannot recover.

And winter grass removal can.

The problem is that this thing is too expensive.

Just a little girl who is nothing?

No matter how much people like Pogua little girls, they are not willing to spend such an expensive price just to get the body of a little girl.

"Where is your father?"

At this time, Li Guanqi squeezed through the crowd, walked to the little girl, squatted down, looked at her with a smile, "Take me there."

As soon as this statement came out.

The little girl immediately raised her head, her big moist eyes full of hope and excitement.

At the same time, the onlookers were also in an uproar.

"Is there such a big injustice?!"

"No, he is only a conjurer in the Liangyang realm. Where can he get the money to buy winter grass?"

"What if he comes from a noble family and is rich?"

"That's true..."

"But this is too resentful."

"You have money but no place to spend it, right?"

"Is there a possibility that the guy just wanted to deceive the little girl and wait until he got to her home to do it to her?"

"Impossible, this girl's home is over Mogu Lane, in Moxie Gu Village. If you dare to break the law, the Moxie family will definitely deal with you first."

…

at the same time.

At the hillside fortress of Moye Gu Village, in the castle of Moye family.

A young man who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing purple and black attire and numerous silver decorations all over his body, stood on the balcony of the fortress, overlooking the scene of the city, overlooking... the market square.

But he was clearly wearing a white eyepatch on his face, covering his eyes.

"Master of the young village."

Inside the fortress, a stunning woman wearing a pure white dress and a white veil walked slowly.

Her graceful figure makes her look particularly swaying when she walks casually.

She is the high priest of Moxie Gu Village.

The young man in purple clothes with his eyes covered in front of him is Mo Xie Lin, the young patriarch of the Mo Xie family.

The old patriarch of the Moye family basically doesn't care about the chores in the village and only focuses on cultivation.

Therefore, the life and security of the people in Gu Village, as well as other miscellaneous matters, are left to the high priest and the young clan leader.

Therefore, the young patriarch is often called the young village leader.

"High Priest, it seems that you lost the bet that day."

"Look, there is still warmth in the world, and there are still people who are willing to save you."

Mo Xie Lin obviously covered his eyes, but the direction his face was facing was always fixed on the market square.

He kept looking at the back of Li Guanqi leaving with the little girl.

It wasn't until the two people drifted away and completely disappeared around a corner that the young leader of Moxie Gu Village slowly turned around.

Looking at the woman in white dress who was both a high priest and a peerless beauty, Mo Xielin chuckled and said, "I'm willing to admit defeat, high priest, I'm going to make a lion open his mouth."

"Did I lose?"

The high priest walked to the handrail of the balcony and looked deep into the village at an alley made up of mushroom houses.

Although she wears a pure white veil, her breathtakingly beautiful eyes seem to be more alluring than her beautiful face.

"Young Village Leader, at the beginning of the month, we had a bet between you and me. I clearly remember that the condition of the bet was whether anyone was willing to save the girl's father, not whether anyone was willing to go with her to see his father, right?"

"The outcome has not been decided yet."

The high priest spoke softly, "Let's see if the man in black can really revive that ancient scholar."

"Okay, okay, my priest sister, whatever you say will be whatever you say."

Although Mo Xielin covered his eyes, he still looked like a very handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. When he smiled, he looked even more youthful and sunny.

"No, don't call me that. At my age, I am more than enough to be your grandma." The high priest's eyes flickered, but he still pretended to be calm.

"That's not true."

Mo Xelin shook his head gently, then looked to the east and said longingly: "High Priest, do you know that Mr. Xu said that in the Daluo Dynasty, those families of different blood did not look at their age when getting married, but only looked at their appearance, because of the cultivation of longevity.

For those who are young, if they stay young forever, being a few dozen or a hundred years old will not be a problem."

The young man's eyes were full of yearning.

"..."

The high priest was silent, obviously not wanting to discuss this topic.

"We made an appointment, high priest."

Suddenly, Mo Xielin looked at the mushroom alley and said softly: "No matter whether that man can save the girl's father or not, you have to return the key to the treasury to me at the beginning of next month."

"You still don't understand my original intention of setting up this gambling game?" the high priest asked calmly.

"Of course I don't understand."

Mo Xelin turned his head and looked at the high priest, and said helplessly: "It's a meaningless bet, let's see if anyone is willing to save it in a month.

If someone saves me, I will win. You must agree to one condition.

You win if no one saves you. I promise you one condition, and you still have to give me the key to the treasury.

In this case, even if I lose, at the beginning of next month, I can still open the treasury and take out winter weeds to save people.

What’s the point of this gamble?”

Having said this, the 16-year-old young village leader spread his hands helplessly, "Obviously I was able to revive the ancient scholar at the beginning of the month, but you just took away the key to the treasury and wasted a month.

What’s the point of him enduring the pain for one more month?”

The high priest's eyes were calm, "If I win, my condition then is that you are not allowed to open the treasury to take winter weeds to save people."

"?!"

Mo Xelin was stunned.

"This is called war." The high priest said in a calm voice, "You haven't figured it out for more than half a month? It seems that what Mr. Xu taught is nothing more than this."

"I only studied with him for three months!"

Mo Xelin said angrily, "He was teaching the way of saints at that time, and before he even finished teaching the way of saints, you pulled me back. What can I learn?"

"And, and..."

Mo Xelin glanced at the high priest with some resentment, "Besides, how could I have imagined that priest sister, you would play this trick with me? You have never lied to me like this since I was a child."
To be continued...