Demon King Dad

"what are you doing."

As soon as he entered the room, the idiot saw Mi Li was wearing an apron, cleaning with a broom. Seeing the idiot suddenly appear, the girl's face was obviously startled. She did not dare to say anything, but hurriedly took off her apron, hurriedly jumped off the platform under the idiot's stern gaze, got into the haystack of the grove, then poked her head out between the leaves and looked at it pitifully. A small house framed on a tree trunk.

The idiot glanced at the honey pear outside the window, reached out and patted the Dulan tree. The tree obviously realized something, the branches kept trembling, and all the leaves shrank.

"Next time, if I dare to let someone in without my consent, I'll cut you off."

The branches and vines in the room trembled. Obviously, the idiot's intimidation had effect. However, after the idiot turned to prepare to cook, Little Bread ran to the Dulan tree and stroked its trunk, softly comforting. The Dulan tree also stretched out its branches and shrank in the arms of Little Bread aggrieved, acting coquettishly.

From August to September, from September to October, and then to November. In more than two months, the idiot went around almost all the medicine shops in the entire Windblown Sand City. However, the result was extremely disappointing.

No store has a large stock of goods, and even if they are in stock, the prices are often too high.

The idiot didn't intend to let his money fall into the hands of those businessmen. Campa once said that the fire dragon tongue can only play an auxiliary role on the throat of the bun. God knows how much of this medicine will she take to resume speaking? The money in the hands of the idiot is known, but the future cost is unknown. Take the known to the unknown, and lose.

But after shopping for so long, if there is no suitable thing, there is no suitable thing. It seems that this year is about to enter winter. Some ribbons and banners have also begun to be decorated on the streets to celebrate the arrival of the New Year’s Eve Festival.

In the sky, there are sparse snowflakes.

The white "petals" took advantage of the breeze and gently landed in the city.

The roof is covered with a thin layer of white gauze, but the ground is invisible because of people coming and going. Only the pedestrian who slips and slips on the road occasionally reminds that this place was once loved by white...

The atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger, and every household has begun to purchase the goods needed for the Holy Eve Festival. Old man, child, man, woman. Everyone was wrapped in new clothes, laughing, and living happily in this peaceful and serene city. For them, peace is so real, but cruel... is so hypocritical.

Little Bread was wearing a thick sweater, her cheeks flushed, and she was holding a roasted sweet potato in her hand, eating with relish while walking.

The idiot beside her didn't buy any clothes. He was always the same as before, wearing only that old cloth, holding the girl's hand, and slowly walking on this street full of laughter and laughter.

During this period of time, the entire Fengchuansha has been visited by him.

He even sneaked in to see the drug store in the noble district. However, since the prices in the rich areas are so expensive, let alone the noble areas? Of course, let alone the royal district.

Ninety-nine Thousand Suras were frozen in his hands like this.

But the idiot is not in a hurry, because since his birth until now, he has developed a temperament not to be anxious. Urgency does not solve anything. And this time, the Sura in his hands will not disappear because of the long time. He just needs to find a suitable seller, find a suitable source of goods, and then exchange the money into the items he needs.

He can keep waiting and keep looking. Bread hasn't spoken for 5 years, and she doesn't care if she will speak again a week or a month in advance.

"Woo...Woo~~~~~"

The bun was too eager to eat, a piece of toasted sweet potato stuffed her throat, making her make an uncomfortable sound. The idiot immediately supported her and patted her on the back lightly. After the girl vomited all the sweet potatoes in her mouth, she blushed and chewed the tears that overflowed from the pain in her eyes.

"... Eat slowly."

The cold voice may not feel the slightest care from others. But Bun understood, she nodded, looked at the sweet potato in her hand again, and then took a small bite and chewed a few times before swallowing it.

The idiot took her hand and glanced over this brightly lit and bustling street. This is a commercial street specially widened by Fengchusha for the Holy Eve Festival. Both sides of the road are filled with various goods. Many guiding lights were pulled in midair, shining with colorful colors. The band in the middle of the street played cheerful music, making everything seem so harmonious.

On this street... there will be no stalls selling fire dragon tongue...

The idiot had thought this way before coming here, but it was better than nothing, so he came here anyway. But the facts have proved that he should follow his own judgment. There is everything for sale here, but it is impossible to sell medicine. The idiot only shook his head after strolling around for a while, took the little girl, and prepared to go home.

"Everyone, take a look! This is the silk specially imported from Romini, the price is absolutely cheap!"

In the ear, a familiar voice came. The idiot looked up and saw that Xing Li was occupying a stall selling the silk in front of him.

At this moment, the sky was already dim, and her figure looked slightly dreamy under the multicolored lights. There were a few drops of sweat sticking to the tip of her nose, and her soft smile made everyone who saw her feel extremely comfortable. Of course, there will never be a shortage of guests in front of her booth, whether it is those who really buy it, or come to chat with Xingli through shopping, or directly open their mouths to invite her to dinner, there is an endless stream.

After the idiot thought about it, he finally decided to pull the bun and stand aside. In any case, Xing Li is also a businessman, and she might have news of cheap fire dragon tongue.

7 o'clock……

8 o'clock……

9:00……

10 O'Clock……

This time, it was eleven o'clock in the evening. The flow of people at the market finally slowly dissipated, leaving only the last two girls standing in front of Xingli's booth, looking at the silk.

"Rooney replied, look, what style should I wear to look good?"

As the number of guests gradually decreased, Xing Li was also able to vacate to serve more guests. She was holding the fabric chosen by the two girls and swiping her finger on the fabric. Those fabrics floated up as if they were alive, separated freely to form shapes, and then entangled the girl piece by piece. In a moment, a gorgeous evening dress was formed.

After finishing the fabric, Xingli bit a few broken diamond pins at the corner of his mouth, squatting in front of the girl to deal with the details on the clothes. After that, she opened her mouth and sprinkled these glittering diamonds on her clothes, and within a short while, the lights of the whole market were overshadowed by the suit.

"Look, how about this?"

Xing Li pointed to the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the side and said with a smile.

The girl fiddled with her skirt in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and turned around. It can be seen that she is obviously quite satisfied with the outfit on her. Her friend seemed to want to get a set too, and started talking to her when his companion entered the dressing room Xingli prepared to undress.

"By the way, Rooney replied, do you know the news from the special envoy of the kingdom of death?"

When Xingli wiped the sweat from her forehead to help her refer to which suits are more suitable, the girl suddenly asked.

"Well, I know. This kind of rumors have been circulating since October."

"It's not a rumor, but a conclusive one. You have to know that the Kingdom of Death is the number one empire among the four empires on the sad continent. They sent envoys to blow the sand this time. You say, how big it should be. The pomp~~~~"

Xingli stopped her work and threw the blond hair that accidentally fell on her chest behind her, and smiled: "Weird, you don't see you so motivated for national affairs in school? Why are you so interested this time? ?"

The girl was taken aback, then blushed and stopped talking. At this time, the girl who had changed clothes walked out of the dressing room and said with a smile: "She, I heard that the envoys this time may be the two princes of the Kingdom of Death, and I have been very excited."

Xing Li put on an expression of sudden realization, and said oh. At the same time, she looked at the tweaking girl with a playful look.

"You...what did you say! Also, you too, don't laugh!"

She pointed at Xing Li and screamed impatiently. And Xingli quickly covered her mouth, but her eyes turned into crescent moons. Her slightly smiling, slightly trembling waist made all pedestrians who pass by occasionally bewildered, and many men bumped into others because of this, causing a little chaos on the street.

"Do it with the intention, but don't allow others to say it. You, you."

When the girl heard her companion say this, she turned her head and said loudly: "Then what about you? Why are you buying clothes now? Don't tell me that you have to fight with me?"

This sentence happened to hit the girl's heart, and she became embarrassed for a while. But now it's obviously not a good idea to be flushed with her female partner. After thinking about it, she immediately shifted her target and aimed her finger at Xingli.

"Rooney replied, let me put it this way, the two princes who came here must be trying to achieve a peaceful purpose by marrying our bucks. So...so...you...you! You are absolutely right, absolutely not there. The two princes came to visit and appeared in front of them before deciding the marriage partner!"

Xing Li was secretly smiling next to him, but he didn't expect that the two classmates would turn to him when the topic changed. In an instant, her face turned red. She pinched the hem of her skirt and said anxiously: "You...what are you talking about...how could I...you don't make a joke about me...you... I know... my home..."