Uncle Mo was lightly raised and his face was warm, but he just reached out and flicked his sleeve, and then walked forward without looking.

It's as if there was not a beautiful girl who wanted to pounce on him, but just a bird with no long eyes flew over and was unceremoniously bounced out by him......

The dark flower classmate who followed behind his master sighed silently in his heart, and then followed dogleggingly.

The master occasionally goes crazy or something, when he doesn't see it. He's a caring and loyal little guard, and he won't say anything like that, master, you're really mad!

Mo Lian didn't take two steps, suddenly stopped her steps, and suddenly looked back, her slightly narrowed phoenix eyes swept over the pedestrians behind her.

The passers-by who were hurrying down, when their eyes fell on him, all subconsciously paused, and their eyes stayed on him for a while.

Under a moon-white robe, a young man with a long body and a jade body, his posture is tall and straight, his eyebrows are sparse and jade, like a glass of dust, like a touch of crystal jade falling from the snow peak, indescribably beautiful.

Dark Flower was slightly stunned, took two steps forward and called softly, "Master?"

Mo Lian withdrew her gaze and muttered to herself, "I have a wonderful feeling, as if ......" The little one had already come to him.

"You can go to a few nearby inns and ask. ”

"Yes. Darkflower immediately took the order and led a small team of black-clothed teenagers to inspect the inn from house to house.

When Dark Flower and a group of teenagers passed through a tall and wide gatehouse, where adventurers came and went, and there was a crowd of pavilions, he only glanced up at the big black-on-black gilded signboard, and then walked calmly and quickly past the door, without taking anyone in to take a look.

In the Zhaohui Pavilion, Qiao Mu stood in front of the counter expressionlessly, looking through a box of blank rune paper provided by the shopkeeper.

"This is all the blank rune paper in the Pavilion. "The old shopkeeper is fifty years old, his face is simple and kind, and there is always a faint smile on his face.

Qiao Mu nodded, closing the blank rune paper in the box, "How much grain can be exchanged?"

She has been practicing in retreat for many years, and she has long been unaware of the prices in the outside world, so she has this question.

The old shopkeeper was stunned, and before he could speak, he heard a shrill laugh mixed with thick sarcasm behind him, "Hehe, a bun of soil, and the grain is exchanged! What are you kidding, get out of the way!"

Qiao Mu turned his head slightly to see that a girl with an oval face and willow eyebrows was walking forward proudly with her chin held high.

The girl looked like she was seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a butterfly-patterned crow blue brocade shirt, a red gauze cover, and a lake-green pleated skirt on her lower body.

"Shopkeeper, I'm here to pick up the defensive armor I ordered yesterday. The girl held her chin high, as if if her chin would fall off immediately if she didn't hold it high.

When the girl approached, she deliberately slammed her shoulder into the tree on one side.

How could Qiao Mu let her succeed, and the side of her body avoided it by herself, but there was a slight tuft between her eyebrows, and a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and she said in her heart: What a high-spirited woman.

"Miss Ning, things are ready. The shopkeeper smiled at her, and his expression didn't fluctuate much.

Taking out a long brocade box from the lower end of the cabinet, the shopkeeper put it in front of the girl, stretched out his hand and said politely, "According to the rules, please show your treasure talisman." ”