Good guy!

Become rich.

Chen Ziyan stretched out her palms, brewed a cup of green tea for Xiao Ran, and handed it over.

"No need to call me a master's wife. Women and women can only play at most. If Sister Yue gets married, she will still have to choose a man."

Xiao Ran drank tea silently, smiling without saying a word.

Ling Zhouyue said:

"The cultivator is free to the world and can do whatever he wants, so why do he have to make friends?"

Xiao Ran said with a stern face and said seriously:

"Because we need to have more children, accumulate food, and build high walls to cope with the increasingly severe Dharma-Ending Age."

Ling Zhouyue kicked Xiao Ran in the leg.

"I'll give birth to you!"

Chen Ziyan saw it and smiled, thinking that this master and apprentice were really interesting.

"I saw you were painting all the time. Can you let me see it?"

As Chen Ziyan said, Xiao Ran did paint in the clear mist, starting from fighting the underworld and ending until just now, just because his body posture is integrated into the world and everything, and the Tao follows nature, so that it is easy for people to ignore his movements.

Ling Zhouyue stared at Xiao Ran, her sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and her clear eyes rippled, as if she was encouraged and scolded, making people confused.

"Can."

Xiao Ran nodded and handed the painting to Chen Ziyan.

When Chen Ziyan saw that she was painting, she was so fairy.

"You are clearly me, but not me, like me in my dream of Girls' Generation..."

Over the years, she has been worn out by life and has been completely shaped into the shape of a businessman by Bai Ye. She is versatile and always trades when she says something.

Deep in her heart, she also envied Ling Zhouyue's free life.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ran was able to draw exquisite paintings that reached the hearts of the people at a young age, many times better than his incompetent brother.

Her heart was slightly warm, and an imperceptible light flashed in her eyes smeared with professional eyeshadow. She hadn't relaxed like this for a long time.

"Can I give this painting to me?"

She suddenly asked Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran nodded and suddenly stretched out a finger.

"One Thousand Spirit Stones."

Chen Ziyan was slightly surprised and then smiled:

"I didn't expect it was business after all..."

Seeing Chen Ziyan feeling lost, Ling Zhouyue finally couldn't sit still and scolded Xiao Ran angrily.

"Damn it!"

"This is your master's wife!"

"Is it only worth one thousand?"

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Chapter completed!