Senior Brother is Number One In the World

woman? Gu Subai glanced at him in confusion, asking how many female friends does she have?

Jiang Yitan couldn't understand the inquiry in her eyes, he just thought she understood, so he nodded excitedly with a little gossip.

Gu Subai thought about it seriously, Zhu Shiyao is her junior sister and can be considered a friend, Su Wan... Su Wan is not counted, Su Wan is her cousin and also a relative.

So after a round of filtering, only Zhu Shiyao was the only one.

"Only one," she replied with a solemn nod.

Jiang Yitan was so excited that his eyes were starry. Gu Subai was indeed a real gentleman, and he never avoided this kind of question, but was open and frank.

He asked again with a little gossip, "But your little junior sister?"

Gu Subai nodded again.

Jiang Yitan had such an expression.

Yan Ling really couldn't see the answer to this question. This shit shoveler really has a bad soul, and he is also frighteningly dull in terms of human relationships.

Yan Ling covered her eyes with her blind paws, doing whatever she wanted, misunderstanding her, and it would be better to conceal her gender, so why not do it.

Although those who shovel shit don't necessarily want to hide it.

Along the way, Jiang Yitan asked her how she and Zhu Shiyao got along in normal times. Gu Subai didn't want to answer too many words, so whenever Jiang Yitan asked her, she would nod as long as the meaning was similar.

"Have you ever eaten something with that little junior sister?"

Zhu Shiyao snatched her special juice, so...

nod!

"Is there another name for it?"

For example, the private nicknames of the two, he was not ashamed to say this, so he said it like this.

When Zhu Shiyao was angry, she once called her Mu Mudunzi, so she nodded again.

"Is there... is there... a skin-to-skin relationship?"

Jiang Yitan asked the most critical question, his handsome face flushed slightly with excitement.

Zhu Shiyao slapped her in the face for no reason once, so she nodded again!

Jiang Yitan's face was flushed with embarrassment, Brother Gu really doesn't shy away from this!

But after digging a melon as big as Gu Subai, he probably won't be able to face the picture of Gu Subai standing with Zhu Shiyao these days, because he really can't imagine what the cold Gu Subai would look like! !

Yan Ling really rolled his eyes and twitched, could the shit-shoveler be any more naive?

Then Yan Ling looked at Gu Subai with pity in his eyes, don't worry, you who are shoveling shit, I will try my best to help you recover your soul in the future, and I won't let you go on like this again.

Jiang Yitan thought she would answer everything he asked?

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Yitan's eyes kept falling on her, and she was quite uncomfortable.

"nothing no problem"

Jiang Yitan shook his head like a rattle, Gu Subai had already found himself a lovely wife at this age, he was really a little envious, and it seemed that Gu Subai seemed to be very dedicated.

It was a three-day journey from Guiyanmen to Yunxu School, and the two of them were not in a hurry, and went back as if looking at the scenery along the way.

But Jiang Yitan is too squeamish, he never sleeps in the wilderness, his original words are why not be kinder to himself, so Gu Subai followed him all the way stop and go, three days It took seven days.

When she arrived in Yunyan City, her complexion was already very ugly, but Jiang Yitan didn't know it, so she stopped at the roadside stall for a while, and stayed for a while.

"Fellow Daoist, how have you become such a spiritual plant, and you still need a middle-grade spirit stone? It's too pitiful."

"Fellow Daoist, this is a third-grade crape myrtle vine. It just lost a little efficacy, but I can still make alchemy normally."

"How is it possible? Do you know how to practice alchemy? Do you know how much it will affect the alchemy if it loses a little effect?"

"Hey, do you want to buy it or not? It looks so good, why are you so stingy? If you don't buy it, go away. Don't slander my things."

The peddler is not happy anymore. This person has been pointing at his things, but he doesn’t say he wants to buy it, and it also affects others to buy it. Don’t come here to smash the stall.

Jiang Yitan crossed his arms, and immediately turned back with an arrogant expression, "I really want to buy it, but it's not a loss for me to buy your things so often."

"What is time, please tell me clearly"

As soon as the peddler heard that this was smashing his signboard, he reached out and wanted to grab his skirt.

Gu Subai couldn't take it anymore, so he threw two mid-grade spirit stones to the hawker's stall, and then sighed at Jiang Yi with a half-smile, "Brother Jiang, can you leave?"

This Jiang Yitan had no intention of buying it at all, he just painted it for fun, and she had already seen it along the way.

As soon as the peddler saw the two shining medium-grade stone eyes, he quickly put them away, and handed the crape myrtle vine and an unknown brown grass to Jiang Yitan.

"This is for you, since this son has already paid for you, I don't care about what happened to you before."

Jiang Yitan looked at the brown grass, his eyebrows raised high.

The peddler thought it was because he didn't know this spiritual plant, so he introduced it, "This is picking up grass, and it can be used to practice fourth-grade barrier-breaking pills. I didn't cheat you."

Jiang Yitan smiled recklessly and evilly, and reached out to pick up the two herbs, "How could it be, the things Brother Gu buys must be good, even if they are not worth the money, I still like them~"

However, a pair of tender white hands snatched the picked grass faster than Jiang Yitan.

"I want this spiritual plant"

A pretty crisp voice was very pleasant, and there was a young man wearing a ponytail and a blue robe standing beside him.

The little boy's lips were red and his teeth were white, and his eyes were beautiful and clear without any impurities, but they were different from her mature appearance.

He is a handsome young man, but it is a pity that he is a woman.

People with higher cultivation levels can see that her disguise is relatively perfect, but she doesn't have the same phantom bracelet as Gu Subai to cover up her aura. In the eyes of people with higher cultivation bases, this little disguise is simply a joke.

When this woman disguised as a man appeared, Yan Ling's sound transmission exploded in her mind.

"It's her who is shoveling shit, it's this woman, that strange soul~"

oh?

Immediately, Gu Subai smiled meaningfully at the woman.

No wonder she was surrounded by purple energy, her luck was so strong, it was even more heaven-defying than that of Jiang Yitan, that's how it was.

"Didn't you see that we have already paid for the spirit stone? You are robbing us, want to fight?"

There has always been only things that Jiang Yitan doesn't want, no one else has snatched things from him.

Feng Qi also knew that they bought it, but this pick-up grass was not pick-up grass, but a Yinling grass that was very similar to the knowledge grass, it was two grades higher than the pick-up grass, and it was an extremely rare and precious plant. The spiritual plant of nourishing the soul.

It's not that she doesn't want to let it go, it's that she must get this grass in her current state.

Feng Qi turned her water eyes, and said in a crisp voice, "Can you give up the love of the Taoist friend, and I am willing to give twice as many spirit stones?"

There was a sense of reason in her tone, which made people angry.

Jiang Yitan raised his lips coldly, asking people to let him go with such a superior attitude, he was really defiant, "Oh, I won't let you go"

Feng Qi frowned her delicate eyebrows, as if she couldn't figure out why this person refused even after she made such a request, the price of the four mid-grade spirit stones is already not low.

Jiang Yitan said in a deep voice again, "I'll give you three numbers, return the things to me right away, otherwise..."

This is already a very good way for him to deal with it. In other places, he would act first and then reason.