Hearing this, Ye Hongqing somewhat playful vomited his tongue, which is a rare gesture for her daughter's family.

“Forget about this.”

She was embarrassed to say, unconsciously, that she lowered her voice a lot.

This qifeng lightning strike wood, no doubt, is a rare treasure, is a legendary object, if it is really by the heart of people to get this news, will certainly be a robbery of deer feathers.

"Don't be so careful."

Hearing the faint voice in his ear, Deer Yu smiled helplessly: "There are so many people here, the human voice is boiling, and no one deliberately listens to us."

There are vendors all around, and people come and go, all kinds of sounds come and go, and the voices of two people enter the vast sea of sound, which is simply a matter of surprise.

"Be careful, let's go back first, and see if this is a qi Fenglei hit the wood."

Ye Hongqing still lowered his voice and looked around with some caution.

Looking at the leaves that are more careful than themselves, the deer feather shook his head with a smile, but still said to Ye Hongqing: "Good, go back first."

Looking up at the blue stone chamber of commerce, the deer feathers could only temporarily interrupt the idea of looking in.

Although Ning Soul must be an item he urgently needs now, but the ring in the ring of the Qifeng lightning wood shock more powerful, if the stay for too long, will certainly attract the attention of some people, it will not be worth the loss, for today, can only leave here first.

The two returned.

When passing through the original vendor's position, where the blood had already been cleaned up, only the vendor was focusing on God to explain to a person that "the grass is better to ben."

Seeing the deer feathers coming, the hawker glared at the deer feathers, as if some of the frightened outstretched hand over the nin-grass in front of him.

The deer feather was funny, but he said nothing, and walked away.

But he knows the realm of this vendor, if it can't be messed up, or not.

“What are you doing?”

The vendor's customers looked at the vendor in some puzzles and asked.

"You don't know, just that person, I bought some preferring grass here, even only gave me 70,000 Chinese crystals, it is too small, if I am not in urgent need of crystal, I will not..."

With his eyes turned, the vendor said with great displeasure.

Hearing this, the customer was in a hurry, his eyes were angry, and he said, “You gave me a hundred thousand Chinese crystals, and the result was only 70,000?”

“It’s over, I said I’m missing...”

The vendor was stunned, and after a moment, he sighed helplessly, saying, "Seventy thousand, seventy thousand, I recognized the unlucky one today."

The customer immediately opened his eyes and smiled, paid the stone very quickly, and left the booth with the "needy grass" beauty.

After he left, the vendor smashed his mouth and said to himself, "I have this IQ, no one, and the right to take some interest from you."

With that, he turned his head to look at the position where the deer feathers had left, and the deer feathers also looked back, and the hawker squeezed his eyes and smiled at the deer feathers.

The deer shook his head helplessly, nodded to it, and left here.

He saw that the little sale out of the preferring grass, but anyway, it was not himself who suffered, and the deer feathers naturally said nothing.

...

within the city's house.

When the deer feathers and leaves red green came back, in the most peripheral courtyard, Yuan Tiancheng just filled the tea in a pavilion, from time to time swept to the door position.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the deer feather to return, look at the gloomy face of the deer feather and the unhappy expression.

Of course, if the deer feathers are tattered and scarred, it is better.

However, when the deer feather and Ye Hongqing came back, Yuan Tiancheng saw that the expressions of the two people were with some joy, talking down from time to time, and there was a smile on each other's faces, where was a little depressed or unhappy?

White and white got something that may be related to the Qifeng Lei hit the wood, the deer feathers are of course very happy, the smile on the face has not disappeared, and the leaves are red and green, and the deer feathers are also happy.

And Yuan Tiancheng, who was ready to see the deer feathers ugly, but did not see, his face, but it was gloomy.

“What’s going on!”

In the eyes, almost to spewing fire, Yuan Tiancheng gritted his teeth and said, “People in the black market will not do anything?”

The hands are unconsciously clasped together.

Yuan Tiancheng, who was extremely unhappy, had a picture of the two people just talking with Ye Hongqing on the head of the two people, and the eyes of Ye Hongqing, with a woman's posture smile on his face, were completely different from the time when facing him.

Jealousy, anger, and some unwillingness!

A variety of emotions mixed together, so that Yuan Tiancheng's breath, slightly disturbed, breathing is a little short.

“Bang!”

At one point, he took a hard hand and slapped it on the table inside the pavilion.

“Oh!”

The whole tea table, instantly piecemeal.

He stood up, and in Yuan Tiancheng's eyes, glittering with fierce colors, he turned away from here, and rushed to a position.

The people under the city's house who served Yuan Tiancheng trembled, breathed quickly, fell on their knees directly on the ground, and bowed deeply, even if Yuan Tiancheng left for a period of time, still did not dare to get up.

Those who can serve Yuan Tiancheng are those who understand the true character of Yuan Tiancheng, so they are so afraid.

The location where Yuan Tiancheng went was not somewhere else, but in the black market.

When I came to the black market, I still found the black thin man who was responsible.

“Where are the people who photograph?”

Yuan Tiancheng was a gloomy face, the hand-mastered click, and asked in a deep voice.

The person in charge, at this time, was also gloomy, with a strong resentment, a pair of triangular eyes, flashing the light of silk, and said: "Back to the young master, according to the news from his hand, the man sent ... died on the square of the Qingshi Chamber of Commerce."

“What?”

Listening to this, Yuan Tiancheng was suddenly surprised, in his eyes, bursting out of an incredible color, only to feel that his heart, will be a fierce smash.

“How did you die?”Yuan Tiancheng hurriedly asked, “Isn’t the five-yuan condensation, not the opponent of that guy?”

In the eyes, the cold light shone, Yuan Tiancheng until now did not believe, the people they sent, actually died there!

“Return to the Lord...”

The person in charge whispered, "It is not that the person we sent is not the opponent, but our man, who has offended a vendor and was cut off his head by a trick."

At this point, the leader is embarrassed.

In the square of the Qingshi Chamber of Commerce, the vendor is respectful to whomever, and has not heard of what is strong in it, how can his people just pass, provoke, but is a strong person who can kill him?

This leaves the black market clean!

Fortunately, others did not know that it was the black market.

“Fuck it!”

Hearing this, Yuan Tiancheng scolded and scolded, “Good luck to the deer feather boy!”

After the scolding, he was helpless, and could only return to the city's master's house with full anger and unwillingness.