"Ah! Su Lang! You are too much!"
Chu Xiaobei screamed fiercely, her small eyes staring as if she was about to eat Su Lang!
"whispering sound!"
"In order to save you, I have eaten all of my holy-level pills, almost bankrupted!"
Su Lang rolled his eyes, "You said to yourself, I can't beat you too much?"
"Humph!"
"You must be a big clan dude, and you want to lie to me!"
Chu Xiaobei bit her silver teeth, and coldly swung her head to the side, not looking at Su Lang anymore.
Anyway, I don’t know if I haven’t looked upright.
"Oh my saint sister, can I lie to you?"
Su Lang shook his head speechlessly, and then said, "Forget it, since you don't believe me, then you pay for my pill, and I will not save you."
"If you pay, you will lose, some holy pill."
Chu Xiaobei snorted disdainfully, isn't it a holy pill? She has a lot of it!
"Okay, then you quickly pay me." Su Lang nodded nonchalantly.
"I......"
Chu Xiaobei's expression suddenly stagnated, and his cold face softened and became a little red.
"What's wrong with you."
Su Lang raised his eyebrows, "Give me the pill, I have something urgent."
"You... didn't you see that I was injured?"
Chu Xiaobei bit her lip and said with difficulty, "I can't open the Martial Saint Realm!"
And she suddenly remembered that all her healing pills had been eaten on the way to be hunted down!
There are only some alchemy materials in the Martial Saint Realm...
It's over, shameful!
"Go!"
Su Lang rolled his eyes and asked, "Then how long will it take you to open the Martial Saint Realm?"
Chu Xiaobei dodged his eyes, and moved his small mouth: "Judging from the speed of my current recovery, about...a month?"
"I fork, one month?"
Su Lang's eyes rolled 180 degrees.
Chu Xiaobei said quickly: "If you have more healing pills, this time can be shortened!"
"Gone!"
Su Lang slowly shook his head, "I ran out of alchemy materials."
It is really used up.
Even Yan Hingxing ran out of materials collected from the Martial Artist Alliance and Xuanyuan Martial Arts Academy.
There are only leftovers that are not useful.
Originally, Su Lang thought that when Chu Xiaobei woke up, he would immediately pay back and make a lot of money!
Unexpectedly, Chu Xiaobei couldn't open the Martial Saint Realm!
"Then...I can only pay you a month later."
Chu Xiaobei glared at Su Lang fiercely, "Anyway, a month has passed in the blink of an eye. That's about the same as I am paying you now."
"Seeing you are pitiful, just rely on you." Su Lang nodded.
"Who wants you to be pitiful."
Chu Xiaobei hummed and said, "Don't you let me down?"
"Let you down? Are you sure?"
Su Lang glanced at the sky below his feet, with a playful smile on his face.
Only then did Chu Xiaobei remember that he was seriously injured. If he fell, although he could not die, he would definitely be embarrassed.
Maybe he broke his clothes again...
Su Lang smiled lightly: "It seems you still don't want me to let you down."
"Humph!"
"You can't hold me like this!"
Chu Xiaobei stared closely at Su Lang with cold eyes.
She grew up so big, she had never been so hugged by a member of the opposite sex, and the closest distance to the opposite **** had never broken two feet!
"Can't hug you like this?"
Su Lang twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Okay, Sister Saint, what kind of posture do you want to change?"
Chu Xiaobei didn't even think about it, and immediately said, "Any posture is fine, just can't hold it like this!"
As soon as he said this, Su Lang was stunned on the spot!
However, seeing Chu Xiaobei's serious expression, Su Lang guessed that she didn't even know that she was teasing her.
In other words, Chu Xiaobei is too pure and has some fun, she doesn't understand!
"Ok......"
Su Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why don't I carry you on my back?"
"carried me?"
Chu Xiaobei hesitated for a moment, and shook his head, "It's better than holding it, but it doesn't work..."
"Didn't you say that any posture is fine?"
Su Lang frowned, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Then I will carry you on my shoulders."
"No way!"
Chu Xiaobei refused coldly, "I am not a cargo, so I can't carry it!"
"Then I...hold you?"
Su Lang rolled his eyes and said, "It's like surfing with a surfboard!"
"What is a surfboard?"
After a while of doubt, Chu Xiaobei flatly refused, "No, you can't hold me."
"You woman, there are so many requests!"
Su Lang took a deep breath and said, "I have one last posture, which is to put you on my head, how about?"
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