Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 931: She should be her

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The black swordsmith is about to take over the xiao, and Ning Xuemo has already said, "How much do you plan to sell for this xiao?"

The black-forged swordsman stunned: "Do you want to buy?"

Ning Xuemo nodded: "Sell a selling price, I will buy it if appropriate."

The black swordsmith also simply said: "This thing was left by that girl. She promised to pay me the processing fee of 300,000 beads, but she never came back ...

Now that the girl sees it, and the girl is quite similar to her, it proves that this thing has fate with you, so you only need to pay me 300,000 crystal beads for processing. "

I didn't expect this person to be so sincere!

Ning Xuemo's sentiment on this black-clad swordsman surged, and he took out a silver ticket of one million beads and handed it over: "That woman owes you 300,000 beads, and it has made you wait so long. , Plus you have a hard time finding her, so I will give you millions of beads as compensation.

Millions of crystal beads are enough for a person to live a good life, and the swordsmith in black clothing naturally likes it. He vaguely felt that Ning Xuemo was the woman's reincarnation, and now it should be her fault to retrieve her own things.

So he promised to come down. After thanking him, he took the silver ticket of millions of beads.

Ning Xuemo collected the Xiao, and called the swordsmith before, and whispered a few words to him, and then went with God Jiuli.

After Ning Xuemo and Shen Jiuli were gone, the black-forged swordsman saw the direction in which they disappeared.

"Master, your old man sold the flute, what if the woman really found it at the time?" Master Lan Yijian was very professional and did not agree with Master's approach.

"She should be her!" The swordsmith in black suddenly burst out with a very positive tone.

"Uh?" The blue-clad swordsmith raised her eyebrows: "But she said that you recognized the wrong person, and the little girl was really small. The skill was not high. Since the woman was able to find the moonlight iron alone, she must work It ’s above the sky order ... how could they be the same person? "

"As expected by the teacher, she should be the reincarnation of the woman." The black-swordsmith said in a light tone: "I know the breath of her soul, and I can't be wrong. Now she bought the flute. It can be considered the return of the original owner ... "He yawned:" Well, it's getting late, I should go back. "

"Master, where are you going? It's better to just rest here." The blue-clad swordsmith reluctantly.

"No need. I have my own place to go." The black-forged swordsman turned and strode out.

The blue-clad swordsmith couldn't hold him back. His master had just made a fortune, and with this one million beads, he could buy whatever luxury mansion he wanted, and he would no longer suffer from wandering and wandering. He should also take a good rest.

...

The moonlight is fascinated, and the rock is gnawed.

A man in a red suit is looking down and sitting on a rock that protrudes half of the cliff, as if meditating and meditating. The wind swayed his red robe soaring like waves, and in the moonlight he had a quiet and enchanting beauty.

In the distance, the sound of wind sweeping from the jacket, a man in black rushed up in a blink of an eye.

When he was about to run in front of the man in red, he stopped and saluted: "Master!"

The man in red slowly opened his eyes, and those pair of beautiful eyes flashed inexplicable light in the moonlight: "What happened?" The voice was soft and magnetic, like a gentle and elegant boy.

...

I ask for a monthly ticket, for a monthly ticket, for a monthly ticket, and say important things three times.

The monthly ticket list is about to be overtaken ...