Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 240: : Meat compensation (2)

　　 Monsoon Smoke said this, everyone present was stunned.

　　 The smile at the corner of Ling He's mouth instantly solidified.

　　 Mist Fuck!

　　 said good kindness!

　　 is even more confused.

　　 Yichen's face was full of surprise, but soon he lowered his head, his hands hanging on his side helplessly, his mouth babbled intermittently, as if he was saying something.

　　 "Look at you, don't you have any money?" Monsoon Smoke narrowed his eyes, his tone was like a bully.

　　 Yichen froze and nodded silently.

　　 "You saw it just now, what is the transaction price of these bottles of potion, right?" Monsoon Smoke continued.

　　 Yichen still nodded.

　　 Jifeng Yan smiled with satisfaction, "So, you don't have the ability to pay me, right?"

　　 "Ah..." Yi Chen nodded obviously stiffer this time.

　　Looking at Yi Chen's submissive appearance, Ling He felt a bit unbearable, and couldn't help but want to speak for help, but was swept back by Monsoon Smoke.

　　 "Since you don't have money, then you can pay for it yourself." Monsoon Smoke said surprisingly.

　　 Yichen raised his head subconsciously and stared at Monsoon Smoke in a daze.

　　 Pay yourself?

　　What she means...

　　The man in charge was dumbfounded, and a horrified look was swept over the monstrous faces of Monsoon Smoke and Yi Chen.

　　 The taste of this little girl... really heavy!

　　 No one thought that Monsoon Smoke would propose such a compensation plan.

　　 Yichen's face has become extremely weird. He knows exactly how ugly it is now. How could Monsoon Smoke want him to be such a notoriously useless person?

　　 "Why? Want to fall back?" Monsoon Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, quite like a bandit.

　　, Ling He couldn't bear to look straight at his face, and he vaguely sensed someone's evil taste.

　　 Yichen recovered from the shock, immediately shook his head, raised his hand and gestured in the air for a long time, and others didn't know what he was making.

　　 Monsoon Smoke waved his hand and said: "Don't talk about anything useless, nodding your head means agreeing, shaking your head means rejecting, be agile."

　　 Yichen was stunned for a long time, looking at the outstanding temperament and graceful posture, and the result was a monsoon smoke of a female bandit...I was really at a loss.

　　 But after hesitating for a while, Yi Chen finally nodded hard.

　　He has nothing left, this life...I don't want it anymore.

　　 "Big Brother Ling, take the people away." Seeing Yi Chen's response, Monsoon Smoke immediately waved to Ling He on the side.

　　 Ling He could only smile and pat Yichen on the shoulder, "Little brother, I'm wronged you."

　　 It's time to meet their lady again and go crazy.

　　 Yichen didn’t know what Ling He meant, and thought that Ling He was sympathizing with him, so he gave a wry smile, turned around and bowed to the steward who usually took care of him, then held his head high and followed Ling He into the monsoon Smoke's side.

　　 Monsoon Yan glanced at Yi Chen with a smile, then turned around and walked out with people, and didn't plan to auction anything, so he took people into the carriage.

　　 After entering the carriage, Yi Chen curled up and sat in the corner, trembling.

　　 Monsoon smoke sat aside with a thorn, glanced at the box carried by Yang Jian, and complained: "How can it be so difficult to make money?"

　　 Ling He glanced at the sad monsoon smoke silently, and his heart ached.

　　 I know it's hard to make money, and it's so expensive.

　　 "Forget it." Monsoon smoke exhaled, and said to Yi Chen who was stunned by the side: "Now you are my person, I want you to complete a difficult task immediately."

　　 Yichen gave a slight shock.

　　 Monsoon Smoke then said: "Get off the carriage and pick up two rocks for me."

　　 Yichen, "..."

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