It's a lot of talk, but who knows if it's a lie. ”

"Yes, Lao Tzu has been in the ghost market for so many years, and he has never heard of any 'refreshing incense', and he always feels a little unreliable."

"Let's go, let's go buy the Shenxing Pill more reliable."

There are also ghosts in black cloaks, who are stumbling in front of Fenghua's rouge shop, probably not wanting other ghosts to think that they are stupid, so they lower their voices and discuss with Fenghua, saying, "Hey, can it be cheaper?" Your 100,000 coin bottle is too expensive, and we don't know what the effect is, so I'll buy it and try it if you're cheaper......"

"The price is fair, Tong Su is not bullied, and there is no negotiation." Fenghua didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and his green and white slender finger pointed at the black wooden sign erected next to him.

's casual attitude, as if he was not afraid that this ghost would turn around and leave, and he would lose a single business.

The ghost in the black cloak, when he saw Fenghua's attitude, really brushed his clothes away angrily, and scolded unhappily in his mouth: "Damn, shameless face, just your shitty refreshing incense, and sell it for 100,000 yuan so expensive, why don't you grab it?" I wish you not a single bottle could be sold......"

The surroundings were full of ill-intentioned laughter, ghostly laughter, yin qi seeping people, "hey, hey, hey......"

The scolding voice and the strange smile with bad intentions reached Fenghua's ears.

Fenghua's eyes sank, and Lingling's phoenix eyes flashed with a beautiful and cold light.

She unscrewed a bottle of incense containing a gilt golden liquid, dipped her white fingertips lightly, pinched it lightly, and then a pale golden light passed through the black-clothed phantoms with unmistakable precision, and sank into the unclean ghostly black cloak on her mouth.

In a moment, the ghost's exclamation was heard, "My purse, where is my purse?" Have any of you seen my money bag, it is all my belongings, and if any of you steal my money bag, stand up for Lao Tzu immediately! ”

Especially when I noticed that the logo mark on my storage bag had been forcibly erased, my face became particularly ugly!

The ghost screamed.

The unkind meaning in his tone made the other ghosts unhappy, and they simply ignored him and walked away.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, thousand...... Lakh!

Fenghua opened the newly arrived storage bag, took out the dark coins in it and counted them, and immediately raised a delicate eyebrow.

I didn't expect there to be quite a few.

With 100,000 in hand, it is one step closer to the hope of entering the evil mirror platform.

The woman's glamorous red lips under her black cloak curled slightly.

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For a few days, there was no ...... in the live color and fragrant rouge shop Ghost patronize.

Every day there is no input in the stall, it is equivalent to burning the dark coins, but fortunately, nearly 100,000 dark coins are brought from the ghost who lacks virtue in the mouth, which is enough to squander Fenghua for a period of time.

She set up a stall in the ghost market on time every day.

The rouge shop with a new face, when the ghost passed by two days ago, he still felt fresh and curious to stop and ask twice.

Later, the freshness passed, and I didn't even stop to pass by.

The door is not enough to describe.

The old god of Fenghua is there, patiently meditating cross-legged, and secretly cultivating the "Shura Divine Formula".

She found that there seemed to be some kind of mysterious power in the realm of the ghost market, and cultivating the "Shura Divine Technique" in it would get twice the result with half the effort.

Spending a thousand Immortal Coins to obtain an excellent place to cultivate, Fenghua felt that it was worth it.

She has cultivated vigorously and is not worried about the business of the rouge shop at all.

On this day, the business came to the door by itself......