Becoming the richest man in the universe begins with cultivating immortals

Mo Zunyue watched all this quietly, it would be great if Sang Qi could live an ordinary life like this.

When she has nothing to do, she always thinks of Sang Qi's words. He said that the Cultivation Continent is the end of the Dharma Era, and she is the last god.

The last god, the road to cultivation must be difficult. Mo Zunyue recalled that although his road to becoming a god was bumpy, it was smooth.

She went to check it out, only to find out that she owed a lot to Sang Qi.

Without Sang Qi, she wouldn't have her current position, and Sang Qi didn't become a demon willingly, but he couldn't cultivate the immortal way, and only Mo Xiu could go all the way.

The reason is all because of her.

But he never mentioned a word, he gave up his future, gave up everything about him, and silently fulfilled her.

Sang Qi said that he wanted to be a mortal, so he really behaved like a mortal.

Go up the mountain to hunt every day to support the family.

After all, he used to be a monk, and his body was so strong that he could easily kill a tiger with one punch.

When the fat aunt saw him coming back with a fat tiger on her back, she was frightened silly.

She leaned forward, not daring to get too close, "Did you shoot this tiger?"

This town is relatively remote, there are no monks, only ordinary people live, and hunters who can kill tigers are very powerful here.

Sang Qi threw the tiger on the ground, "Yes."

The fat aunt was so happy, as if she had brought the tiger back. She looked left and right, and slapped her thigh, "The tiger skin is intact, and it can sell for hundreds of taels of silver. You are making a fortune." .”

Xiaolan also ran out to watch, but timidly stood aside, not daring to go forward.

Tigers are scary, but for some reason, Xiao Lan thinks that Sang Qi is more scary.

But she always wanted to look at Sang Qi, who made him so good-looking and attractive.

Soon, a tiger fighter came to the town, and he looked like a god descending from the earth, and he was so good-looking that it spread completely in the town.

Killing a tiger can be sold for hundreds of taels of silver, and the annual expenses of the people in the town are only two taels of silver. 100 taels of silver can be said to be a large amount, and everyone is very envious.

When I heard that Sang Qi was still single, the matchmaker who came to the door for a while almost broke the door of Sang Qi, and they all rushed forward to propose marriage.

It's a pity that Sang Qi's door is closed tightly, and no one can be seen. Even if the matchmaker breaks her tongue at the door, it will not help.

Every time at this time, Xiaolan would sit at the door and giggle.

The matchmaker picked up the idea of ​​her being a neighbor, and wanted Xiaolan to get acquainted with Sang Qi.

When Xiaolan heard this, she slammed the door angrily.

The fat aunt looked at her with a smile, "Girl, have you also taken a fancy to the kid next door?"

Xiaolan groaned, "No, I didn't like it." Then she ran away covering her little face.

The fat aunt laughed, wondering if she should also find a matchmaker to talk about marriage.

Said that the matchmaker for her relatives has not been found yet, but the trouble came first.

Among the matchmakers who were crowding their heads to gather at Sangqi's door, one of them entered the door of the fat aunt's house with a gift.

When the fat aunt saw someone coming, she stopped what she was doing, "It's useless for you to look for me, we don't know the kid next door very well, so we can't help you persuade them."

The matchmaker grinned, "I'm not looking for your help, this time someone asked me to propose marriage to your family's Xiaolan."

"Marriage proposal?" The fat aunt was quite surprised. She stretched her head to see the gift brought by the matchmaker. It was quite generous, so it should be a nice family.

"Come here, please come inside." The fat aunt asked with a smile, "Which family's son has taken a fancy to my Xiaolan?"

The matchmaker smiled and said, "Congratulations, you are really lucky, Mr. Zhao from Yuanwai's family entrusted me to propose marriage."

The fat aunt's face collapsed in an instant, and she pulled out the matchmaker who stepped into the door with one foot, "Are you talking about Mr. Zhao who has taken eighteen concubines?"