292. What a chicken rib!

"Forget it!"

Wen Ran interrupted Mao Da's offer.

It doesn't matter!

She doesn't have any money anyway!

"How many Blackstones do you have on you? Hand them all over! ”

"You're a Dharma Master, so it's useless to ask for this......

Under the threat of Wen Ranran's eyes, Mao Da slowly put his hand into his arms, his distressed brows furrowed, and he took out a black brocade bag from it at a slower speed.

After hesitating for a while, he was snatched by Wen Ranran.

Mao Da smacked his tongue in pain, but still asked cautiously, "Dharma Master, will you lose your life if you go back to the past?" ”

?!

Wen Ranran was surprised to come out of Yizhou, "Will you lose your life with this thing?" ”

"Uh-huh! I'm only sixteen this year, can you believe it? ”

Wen Ranran looked at his mature face that looked like a forty-year, and silently covered half of his face.

Mao laughed, and the folds came out, "Don't you go back to the past and change nothing?" Can only see but not move? ”

Wen Ran glanced at him, and the other party immediately put away his curious thoughts.

"I used this thing to go back to the past, I can only look at it, I can't move it, I can't change it?"

Mao nodded violently, "Otherwise, it will cause a catastrophe and your life will not be guaranteed!" ”

It's dangerous!

Thankfully, I asked!

Wen Ranran coughed, and put this chicken rib thing in her arms first, after all, it is better than nothing.

"Say, what is the relationship between you and Zhang Ying?"

"Zhang Ying?" Mao's big eyes rolled, "We don't know each other." ”

"Still pretending to be confused at this time? You and Mao Er are the fine works sent by Yan Guo, using the black stone to listen and steal information! This black stone is not only for you, but also for the envoy of Yan in Rongguo! If you don't recruit from the truth, you will bear the consequences! ”

Mao Da stared at Wen Ranran, and because of the fear of unknown powers, his heart was crossed, and he moved.

"Someone ordered us to follow Zhang Ying, because Zhang Ying will pass on the news of the grain and grass arrangement to a woman in red, and we will use the black stone every time within a quarter of an hour after they leave the joint point, but I didn't expect that every time we will be met by you, the Dharma Master......"

"Wait a minute!" Wen Ranran suddenly stopped, "This piece is in charge of the father-in-law, I'll call him!" Don't even say anything about the Blackstone Magician! ”

……

Sunset.

The palace of the king of the county, Yunheiyuan.

Wen Ranran was locked in the room alone, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Spread a white brocade hand, carefully took out the black brocade bag from Mao Da from his arms, rubbed his hands, opened the bag, and poured the black stone inside on the brocade pa.

The sound of stones colliding was exceptionally clear in the room!

Wen Ranran subconsciously looked around, and lifted the bed curtain to look out, making sure that there was no second person, so she went back.

You can't let anyone find out about it!

"One, two, three......"

There are nine of them!

It's developed!

The next moment, Wen Ranran propped her head and began to worry.

You have to have someone to use this thing, and you have to make yourself half dead, and you can't do anything in a short time when you go back......

"What do you want!"

"It's better to sell it!"

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the bed.

Wen Ran was taken aback.

The curtain was lifted, Xia Lishuang smiled charmingly, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Almost instantly, Wen Ranran stuffed the black stone into her sleeve with a ball of Jinpa.

"Why did Xianggong come back?"

She obviously locked the door!

Who knows, the other party didn't answer, but pounced directly!

Caught off guard, the space was narrow, and Wen Ranran grabbed his wrist and pressed him down on the bed before he had time to dodge!

The angular handsome face enlarged in an instant, and the breath was only a stone's throw away.

Wen Ranran's heartbeat increased for no reason, and she blinked and laughed: "Xianggong, in broad daylight, isn't it?" ”