My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: Three hundred and thirty-seventh
Chapter 337 1.337 A soil bun
Uncle Mo's eyes are light, and his complexion is warm, he just stretches out his hand and flicks his sleeves, then walks forward blindly.
It was as if there was not a beautiful girl who wanted to pounce on him, but just a bird with no eyes flew over and was bounced out by him unceremoniously...
Classmate Anhua, who was following her master, chuckled silently from the bottom of her heart, then followed doglegally.
Occasionally the master goes crazy or something, if he doesn't see it. He is a caring and loyal little guard. He doesn't say that you are really crazy, master, or anything like that!
Mo Lin didn't take two steps, but suddenly stopped, and suddenly looked back, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, sweeping the pedestrians behind her.
The hurried passers-by paused subconsciously when their eyes fell on him, and their eyes stayed on him for a while.
Under a moon white robe, a long jade boy, tall and straight, with sloppy eyebrows, slender and dazzling, like a glazed glaze and dust, like a touch of crystal clear jade falling from a snowy peak. Beautiful and beautiful.
Fanhua was taken aback for a moment, and then two steps forward and called out, "Master?"
Moline retracted his gaze and muttered to himself, "I have a strange feeling, as if..." The little guy has already come to him.
"Go to some nearby inns and ask."
"Yes." Anhua immediately took her order, leading a small group of black-clothed teenagers to patrol the inn from house to house.
When Anhua led a group of young people past a tall gated building, where adventurers came and went in and out of the crowded pavilion, she just looked up at the big gilded sign on the black background, and then walked calmly and quickly. I walked in front of the house and never took anyone in to take a look.
In the Zhaohui Pavilion, Qiao Mu stood expressionlessly in front of the counter, looking at a box of blank talisman paper provided by the shopkeeper.
"This is all the blank talisman paper in this pavilion." The old shopkeeper was fifty years old, and his face was simple and kind, with a faint smile on his face.
Qiaomu nodded, and closed the box of blank talisman paper, "How much grain to exchange?"
She has been practicing in the teacher's gate for many years, and she has no idea what the external prices are, so she asked this question.
The old shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment. Before he could speak, he heard a sharp, ironic laugh behind him, "Hehe, a soil bun, and food for it! What a joke, let it go! "
Qiao Mu turned his head slightly to take a look~IndoMTL.com~A young girl with an oval face and an inverted eyebrow was walking forward proudly with her chin held high.
The girl looks like seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a butterfly-patterned crow-blue brocade shirt, a red gauze outer cover, and a lake-green pleated skirt underneath. The skirt is spinning and floating while walking, and the road is windy.
"Treasurer, I'm here to pick up the defensive mysterious clothes that I ordered yesterday." The girl held her chin up high, as if her chin would fall off immediately.
When the girl approached, she deliberately bumped her shoulder against the arbor on one side.
How could Qiao Mu let her succeed, and he avoided it on one side of her body, but a slight tuft between her eyebrows, a trace of unpleasantness flashed in her eyes, and her heart said: What a high-pitched woman.
"Miss Ning, things are ready." The shopkeeper smiled at her slightly, his expression didn't fluctuate much.
Take out a long brocade box from the bottom of the cabinet, the shopkeeper put it in front of the girl, and stretched out his hand politely, "According to the rules, please show your treasure amulet."
(End of this chapter)