Chapter 239: No one can beat me in my BGM 22

But only she knew in her own mind, Nan Zhi's words poked the softest point in her heart.
mother.
family.
"How many points do you need for the three immortal plants mentioned by Nanzhi?" Xi Yan asked Xiaoyi billion.
[Reporting host requires 30,000 points. 】
"So expensive?" Xi Yan frowned.
[Host, that's a fairy grass! And it is three immortals that are hard to find on this plane, thirty thousand is already very cheap. 】
At present, there are only 30,000 points left, Xi Xi will not risk the situation of zero points to save Nanzhi again.
Not to mention that Nanzhi is not dead now.
Xi Yan and Xiao Yiyi couldn't hear the conversation.
Therefore, in the view of Nanzhi, Xi Yan has been silent.
He did not urge, and now the power of the crickets in his body had disappeared, even if he knelt on all day and all night.
"You're lucky, you met me." Xi Yan finally spoke, and the loose tone made her think she was joking.
She glanced at Nanzhi, who was kneeling on the ground. "I have the space and the three fairy grasses you said. But well, they are not fully grown yet, and even if they are given directly, they will not give you the best medicinal effect. "
When I heard that Xi Yan had those three fairy grasses, Nanzhi was so happy that he didn't know what to say!
"It's okay, I can wait!"
Xi Yan raised his eyes, his eyes were dull, "Since you want me to help you, your life is mine."
Nanzhi's smile converged, and he looked earnestly, "From today, my Nanzhi's life will be held in the hand of Miss Bai."
I do not know why, when seeing Nanzhi kneeling on the ground with serious face, Xi's heart's bad taste suddenly burst out.
She raised her eyebrows evilly, grinned on her lips, and the evil voice suddenly showed a slight charm. "Nanzhi, call the master to listen."
Slightly bowed Nanzhi: "..."
Why did he suddenly feel like he was being teased behind his back?
"Since you don't want to, then forget it." With that said, Xi Yan was about to get up and leave.
"Master, master ..."
A low, shy voice sounded quietly.
As soon as Xi Yan's eyes flashed, he saw the ear of the man kneeling on the ground turned red.
This feeling is not unexpected.
[Host ... Your bad taste is really getting weirder ...] Xiao Yiyi's eyes seem to have various pictures of the Eighteen Bans.
Xi Yan squatted down, pinching Nan Zhi's jaw with his white fingers.
Before Nanzhi spoke, he felt a surge of surging spiritual power flowing from his jaw to Dantian.
This? !!
Nanzhi looked up in shock.
"Starting today, I will inject spiritual power into your body every day until I pull your cultivation back to the ninth step."
Xi Yan's eyes were cold, "When you return to the peak, it will be the day when the fairy grass matures. By then, I need you to kill someone. After killing, I will give you the fairy grass."
Xi Yan has not produced the idea of ​​"end of battle", so the storage whip has been in her schoolbag.
Through the storage whip, she can continuously transport spiritual power to the south.
The person Xi Xi wanted to stop Nan killing was Tang Wutong.
Killing Tang Wutong is one of the main gods' missions, and there will be points after completion.
By that time, even if Xiaoyi billion is used to exchange 30,000 points for fairy grass, Xi will not be reduced to zero points.
[My host! You are so amazing! In a short time, you can come up with such a best-of-breed solution, are you a genius? !! ] Xiaoyi billion exclaimed.

My uncle's bad taste, uncle ( / ω＼ )
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