Chapter 242 The Years I Was an Immortal Lord in the Immortal Realm
Ruan Qiao felt regretful in his heart, so high.
The stall owner gasped when he saw Ruan Qiao taking out fifty high-grade spiritual stones. I'm going to be good, it's going to be low!
Looking at each other, the two people saw regret in each other's eyes at the same time.
Then, the stall owner picked up the fifty high-grade spiritual stones and ran back, holding an unread story book in his hand,
"I haven't finished reading this book yet. I'll give it back to you after reading it!"
Ruan Qiao: "."
Ma Dan!
What he held seemed to be the second half of a certain book!
You ran away, but you left the second half of the volume behind!
But the little sword spirit couldn't wait any longer. If it weren't for the shadow at this moment, I'm afraid the hala would flow onto Ruan Qiao's shoulders.
"Qiao Qiao!"
"Hurry up. Give me this stone!”
After refining the power of frost inside, he will be able to grow taller!
Ruan Qiao directly handed the stone to the little sword spirit. The little sword spirit turned into a real form and swallowed it in one gulp, and then quickly returned to the Immortal Killing Sword.
Zhou Huaian looked at the books left on the stall, and a question mark slowly appeared on his head.
What book is this?
It doesn’t look very serious.
He was about to speak, but Ruan Qiao didn't give him a chance and put the stall directly into his storage bag, then turned to look at him,
"Tomorrow There is still a fierce battle, let’s go, we should go back!”
It seemed that she was very anxious to go back.
But Zhou Huai'an hasn't spent enough time with her yet and wants to stay with her for a while.
Ruan Qiao didn't give Zhou Huai'an a chance to refuse at all, so he pulled him back and walked back.
Zhou Huaian looked at the jade hands that took the initiative to hold his palms. For some reason, he couldn't speak.
Ruan Qiao was very attentive and knew that Zhou Huaian did not want to go back to Tianji Pavilion, so he took him back to the small courtyard where he was yesterday.
The place where Zhou Huaian lived since childhood.
As soon as he returned to the small courtyard, Ruan Qiao plunged into the wooden house, took out a storybook and started reading, "I'm going to retreat for a while, remember to call me tomorrow morning!"
The girl's eager and flamboyant voice sounded. She raised her hand and placed a barrier at the door of the room.
Zhou Huaian: "."
Is the book that good?
He doesn’t quite understand.
I have lived in Tianji Pavilion since I was a child. In addition to practicing various secret arts, I also engage in intrigues every day. Later, after I left Tianji Pavilion, I focused on survival.
In the first dozen years of Zhou Huaian's life, there were no entertainment activities.
How good is that informal-looking book?
Making her so anxious?
So, the young man exposed Ruan Qiao's lie about wanting to practice with an expressionless face, raised his hand and patted the barrier,
"Give me two books to read!"
< br>Ruan Qiao could hear sounds outside, and as soon as he opened a book, he heard Zhou Huai'an's voice.
She was a little embarrassed after being caught in front of her.
After all, the name of this book seemed to be
So she flipped through it, found the basic title of the book, and threw it out to Zhou Huaian——
Zhou Huaian looked at herself The few books in his hand, he frowned slightly,
“Why is this one different from what I saw?”
Ruan Qiao said vaguely,
"It's just that the names are different, but the content is actually the same!"
"Read it quickly!"
Zhou Huaian looked at the book in his hand, flipped through it, and finally opened the one "The Years I Was an Immortal King in the Immortal Realm".
Then, it was out of control.
Indeed, it’s quite beautiful.
In the past ten years, he has studied to learn knowledge, kill people, or save his life.
This is the first time I lie down on a wicker chair so leisurely and read a book leisurely.
(End of this chapter)