"Elder Qin! Look, our heads have already bought so many things. Do you have nothing to buy? This elder said he would contract all your consumption today!"

Qin Ye was happy at first when he heard what Lin Wuya said, but when he touched Lin Wuya's angry eyes, Qin Ye realized that something seemed wrong.

"Lin...Mr. Lin, it's not necessary. The head of the sect has gone away. Let's follow quickly!"

In a hurry, Qin Ye even started calling Lin Wuya Lin Shao. After saying that, Qin Ye ran away quickly, leaving only Lin Wuya with a look of tears.

When the sky gradually dimmed and the group returned to the inn again, Murong Ningyue looked refreshed. Since Ye Yaorao left, Murong Ningyue's mood that had been suppressed for a long time was finally released for a moment.

Murong Ningyue couldn't help but remember a sentence she had heard in her previous life. For a woman, the best way to heal is to shop, especially when shopping, others will pay for you.

Murong Ningyue had truly understood the essence of this sentence today. In the afternoon, Murong Ningyue had visited all kinds of elixir shops in the city, and the elixirs she bought were already filled with Murong Ningyue's ring.

Today is a memorable day for Lin Wuya. Lin Wuya didn't know how many times he repeated the movement of smudges out. Anyway, after one afternoon, he had lost hundreds of round stones.

This money was of course nothing to him in the past, but you should know that these few possessions left by him are now completely emptying Murong Ningyue.

During dinner, Murong Ningyue looked happy. Seeing Lin Wuya’s dark face, Murong Ningyue couldn’t help but smile at Lin Wuya, “Elder Lin, what’s wrong with you? She has a stern face as if someone owes you money. Speaking of which, I really want to thank Elder Lin for your generous donation today!”

It would be fine if Murong Ningyue didn't mention it. Seeing Murong Ningyue talking about this matter again, Lin Wuya couldn't help but slapped his chopsticks and said, "Sir, I don't know if I should say something?"

Seeing Lin Wuya's expression and attitude meant nothing, Qin Ye was so scared that he quickly lowered his head to make a meal. At this time, he didn't dare to interrupt.

Murong Ningyue naturally saw something wrong with Lin Wuya, and still smiled and said, "Elder Lin, we are all a family. If you have anything to say, you don't have to be so polite to me!"

Lin Wuya finally complained to Murong Ningyue after hearing this, "Master, I'm not stingy, I can't bear to spend money, but I really don't understand why you bought so many elixirs? And there are some garbage elixirs that are useless in the elixirs that no one usually takes a look at. We have to spend money in a worthwhile place!"

When Qin Ye heard what Lin Wuya said, he also showed a look of agreement on his face. Many of the elixirs purchased by Murong Ningyue were indeed garbage pills, and even Qin Ye, a low-level cultivator, might not be able to see it.

In addition, some pills are repetitive. Murong Ningyue bought the same pills in several different pill shops. Such a move is really hard to understand.

Murong Ningyue put down her chopsticks at this time and smiled at Lin Wuya, "Don't you really feel sorry for those Yin stones?"

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