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Uncle Mo¡¯s eyes were light and his face was gentle. He just reached out and flicked his sleeves, then walked forward as if he didn¡¯t see anything.
It was as if there was not a beautiful girl trying to throw herself into his arms just now, but just a little bird without eyes that flew over and he bounced it out unceremoniously
Classmate Anhua, who was following his master, chuckled silently in his heart, and then followed him in a dog-legged manner.
The master occasionally goes crazy or something, just pretend he doesn¡¯t see it. He is a caring and loyal little guard. He will not say things like that, Master, you are really crazy!
Mo Lian had only taken two steps when she suddenly stopped and looked back. Her slightly narrowed eyes scanned the pedestrians coming and going behind her.
When the hurried passers-by glanced at him, they subconsciously paused and their eyes stayed on him for half a moment.
Under a moon-white robe, a tall and erect young man has a tall and straight figure, and his brows are sparse and jade-like. He is as graceful as glass flowing out of the dust, like a touch of crystal jade falling from a snow-capped peak. He is indescribably delicate and beautiful. .
An Hua was stunned for a moment, took two steps forward and called out softly, "Master?"
Mo Lian withdrew her gaze and murmured to herself, "I have a strange feeling, as if" The little guy had already come to him.
¡°You can go to some nearby inns and ask.¡±
"Yes." Anhua immediately took the order and led a small team of black-clothed teenagers to inspect the inn door to door.
When An Hua led a group of teenagers past a house with a tall gate and a bustling pavilion filled with adventurers coming and going, she only looked up at the big black and gold signboard, and then quickly walked past the door with calm eyes. I walked past it before and never took anyone in to take a look.
In Chaohui Pavilion, classmate Qiao Mu stood expressionlessly in front of the counter, looking through a box of blank talisman papers provided by the shopkeeper.
"This is all the blank talisman paper in our pavilion." The old shopkeeper is over fifty years old, with a simple and kind face, and always has a faint smile on his face.
Qiao Mu nodded, closed the box of blank talisman paper, "How much grain can be exchanged?"
She has been cultivating in seclusion in her master's sect for many years. She no longer knows what the prices are like in the outside world, so she asks this question.
The old shopkeeper was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, he heard a high-pitched laughter mixed with strong sarcasm coming from behind him, "Haha, you're a country bumpkin, and you're giving me food in exchange! Are you kidding me? Get out of the way!"
Qiao Mu turned his head slightly and saw a girl with an oval face and upturned eyebrows walking forward with her chin held high and her face proud.
The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a crow-green brocade blouse with a butterfly pattern, a red gauze cover, and a lake-green pleated skirt. The skirt rotated and floated gracefully as she walked, making the road feel windy.
"Shopkeeper, I'm here to pick up the defensive clothing I ordered yesterday." The girl held her chin up high, as if if she didn't hold it up, her chin would fall right away.
When the girl approached, she deliberately bumped her shoulder against the tree on one side.
How could Qiao Mu let her succeed? He avoided it on one side of his body, but there was a slight frown between his eyebrows, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, thinking: What a arrogant woman.
"Miss Ning, the things are ready." The shopkeeper smiled at her, his expression not changing much.
He took out a long brocade box from the bottom of the cabinet. The shopkeeper placed it in front of the girl, stretched out his hand and said politely, "According to the rules, please show your treasure talisman." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com