The furnishings in the tent looked like an inn, and Xuan Junlin walked straight to the counter in the middle: "I want a tent."

After all, it is a camp and it is impossible to have a good customer service, but it is already very good to have a tent to rest in this wilderness.

"There are so many people these days, and only these three are left. Please choose it yourself."

The guy took out three wooden signs and patted them on the table without raising his head.

They were all the lowest tents on the edge of the camp. Xuan Junlin took a look and picked up a piece of it casually, but the moment he picked up the wooden sign, a figure suddenly rushed to him.

"Give me the best tent here for you."

A brocade bag was thrown on the counter, and the loud noise made the guy behind the counter start to startle.

The person who came was just a teenage doll, dressed in a very luxurious outfit. Even the cloth bag I threw out just now was surrounded by a faint layer of spiritual energy, and the words "Nuan Ren" were written all over his body.

"Oh, Young Master Ling is back."

Seeing the figure in front of the counter clearly, the guy immediately got up and smiled and bowed: "But Mr. Ling was unfortunately back. There have been too many people in the past few days, and only these two are left in the empty tent."

"What do you mean?"

The doll called Master Ling looked at the guy with a arrogant look: "You let me sleep and wait for the tent?"

"No, no, how dare you, Young Master Ling?"

The guy was frightened and sweated: "It's just that there are really no tents now."

"Will you ask someone to look for it without you?"

Young Master Ling naturally glanced at me: "I asked someone to change a good tent for me to live in. Hurry up, I have been on the way for half a month to rest."

"I'm afraid this is not very good."

The guy looked embarrassed: "After all, the guests have already settled."

It can be seen that the guy dared not offend Mr. Ling, but he couldn't really drive him away.

After all, people who can pick up tents in outdoor camps are either rich, powerful, or strong, and not afraid of being missed by others. Who would he, a young man, dare to offend?

"What's wrong with this? I didn't let him move in vain. I will give him five times the room money!"

Young Master Ling straightened his waist and took off a brocade bag from his waist, and threw it on the counter with a snap: "There is also this bag of spiritual fruits that have just been picked from the tree!"

Spiritual fruit!

As soon as he finished speaking, the tent immediately exploded.

Looking at the faint green light coming out of the brocade bag, the people in the tent immediately became excited.

How could people who can bear to stay in a good tent look down on that little money? But this spiritual fruit is different.

The spiritual fruit can not only be used for refining medicine, but its fruit shell can also be used for refining weapons. The juice can be drunk. Even the branches and leaves of the spiritual fruit can be directly fed to the spirit beast for consumption. It can be regarded as a spiritual object with treasures all over the body.

Xiao Liang'er took a look and found that although the bag contained the lowest-grade low-grade spiritual fruits, there were at least four in a bag.

Four low-grade spiritual fruits are just to change to a slightly more comfortable tent?

I'm afraid this little baby is not a nouveau riche who came out from somewhere.

The corners of his mouth hidden in the cloak twitched slightly, and even Xiao Liang'er didn't look at the child for a long time.

If Xiao Zimu dared to be so prodigal, she would have planned to be his bad-legged, but the people in the camp seemed to have been used to everything.

This nouveau riche is probably a habitual offender, and he has been used to bullying the weak in the camp for a long time.

There were a lot more high-end tents that were not left in the past. The nouveau riche was picky and picky like buying vegetables. He didn't want too noisy places, too secluded, and even he didn't want the scenery when he went out.

The more Xiao Liang'er looked at her, the more she felt that this kid was just beating.

"Go quickly and go quickly."

Xiao Liang'er held Xuan Junlin with one hand and Ben Lei with the other, urging him: "Don't teach our children badly."

After half a month of travel, I finally got a good sleep, three people have a good night's sleep.

The next morning, when Ben Lei opened his eyes, he saw a boy standing by his bed.

There should be only three of them in the tent, but suddenly there was one more person, which scared him very much. But when Ben Lei looked carefully, he felt that the figure of the young man seemed to be familiar with him.

"Fuck, godmother?"

Ben Lei was stunned.

It turned out that this young man was no one else, but Xiao Liang'er, who changed into a strong outfit and dressed up as a young man.

"The camp is full of talkative people, my godmother will teach you the first skill you must have when traveling at home now."

While putting on the cloak that he wore last night for Ben Lei, Xiao Liang'er pulled him out: "No matter how long it is, others can't see your background and trump card."

Ben Lei nodded as if he understood.

"Let's go and see what you eat."

Xiao Liang'er walked out of the tent with Ben Lei, and looked at Ben Lei without realizing it, "By the way, find an opportunity to let you practice this first skill."

The camp looked bigger than at night. Ben Lei grew up in the barrier of the Litian clan. He had never seen so many people. He was attracted by those strange things after a while after he came out.

"What do you want to eat?"

Xiao Liang'er led Ben Lei to search the camp, bought a lot of fresh things, and then found a tea shop to wait for Xuan Junlin to come back.

The things I bought just now were put on the table, and Ben Lei couldn't stop eating. Just as the two of them were fighting hard with the table full of food, a familiar voice suddenly sounded not far away.

"It is your honor to be interested in this thing."

A rich and powerful voice came from the crowd: "I bought this defensive bracelet for you, and you gave the spirit beast egg in your hand to me."

Nouveau riche?

Xiao Liang'er looked at the sound and saw the prodigal son who exchanged the spirit fruit for the tent last night in the crowd.

Xiao Liang'er looked at Young Master Ling in the same crowd, then looked at Ben Lei beside him, and his expression reminded him with a subtle look: "Look at that boy well."

Although I didn't understand what Xiao Liang'er had plans, Ben Lei still did it immediately.

"Ling Zirui, don't be unreasonable!"

The middle-aged man who was stopped by the nouveau riche looked very ugly: "Others are afraid of your Ling family, but I am not afraid! Others dare not offend you, the little bully, I offended you today, how about it! I have bought this beast egg, and I will not give it to you no matter what I say!"

"You Luo family has no beast masters, so why do you want a spirit beast egg?

Stew the soup?”

Ling Zirui was not in a hurry at all, but instead looked up at him with a smile:
Chapter completed!