But even though it was the third time they met, Cheng Yiran still couldn't see more from the other party...... More information he wanted to know. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not even a small gesture, or a habit that can tell the character, is nothing.

He did try to spy on the mysterious merchant by means of observation—before he came in for the third time. It's just that when the boss sat in front of him, Cheng Yiran had to overturn his childish ideas.

He is not like a son of a wealthy aristocracy like Zhong Luochen, and his observation skills are almost unacceptable...... If he could recognize people, he would not let Li Zifeng play with the applause.

This made Cheng Yiran swallow almost everything he wanted to say back into his stomach...... And after the other party's opening sentence such as "what is the matter", he even had to urgently say what he thought in his heart.

As if skipping the step of thinking, Cheng Yiran said while being surprised by his 'honesty', "Why...... Hong Guan can also use this guitar?"

Cheng Yiran felt that what he wanted to ask was: why, he can't play this guitar anymore.

But why...... Could it be the problem?

Luo Qiu thought for a while and said, "Hmm...... I thought Mr. Cheng would be more interested in his own problems. Once again, I was amazed by the complexity of the human heart. So, I asked in turn, why does Mr. Cheng think Hong Guan can't use this guitar?"

"This is what I bought!" Cheng Yiran said subconsciously.

Luo Qiu said calmly: "If a customer buys something in the store...... For example, a mobile phone, or some other tool that no one else can use when you go back?"

"This is different!" Cheng Yiran immediately retorted.

"Is there anything different?" Luo Qiu still asked rhetorically.

Cheng Yiran clenched his fists and said, "This is with my ...... Something my soul bought! Even if, as you said, others can use it because of the power of the product itself, but now I, the original owner, can't use it!

"On this issue, I think I told you very clearly the last time we met, Mr. Cheng. Luo Qiu shook his head and said, "This time, I don't plan to answer this question again. All I can say is that the ability of the guitar itself has not disappeared, and you can awaken it again. ”

Cheng Yiran frowned...... Wake up again?

If you can still wake up...... Well, it's not the worst-case scenario.

So he hurriedly asked, "How can I wake it up?"

Luo Qiu said indifferently: "Well, this is beyond the scope of the suggestion. If Mr. Cheng wants to know, I'm afraid he can only trade through trading...... Of course, apart from your soul, there are probably not many things that Mr. Cheng can use as a trade...... Do you want to buy it?"

At this moment, the mystery here seemed to be magnified countless in Cheng Yiran's heart, so that his heart was beating fast at the moment, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He didn't lose his mind, he knew he couldn't be impulsive - he knew he was small in the face of this mysterious power of the shop and its owner, and he knew that violence would not only not solve his problem, but would lead it in a worse direction.

It's still a bit too stupid.

Still a little too young.

If only you could think about it again for the first time, if you could think about it carefully...... If I had been able to come up with something that better suited my needs, instead of going crazy after hearing about the guitar's ability, I wouldn't have fallen into the dilemma I am in now.

"I ...... I'll think again. ”

Cheng Yiran finally retreated under the calm of the boss...... Because he didn't know whether the road ahead that was shrouded by this calm would fall if he took a single step forward...... Fall into the abyss from which there will never be returned.

Luo Qiu waved his hand at this time, and Cheng Yiran disappeared from the club.

The maid who had just finished making tea and came with tea was curious: "Oh, is the guest already gone?" ”

"This time it's faster. Luo Qiu took off his mask and said with a slight smile: "But since the tea is brewed, don't waste it." ”

Boss Luo picked up a lemon slice from the small saucer and put it in his mouth, maybe it was a little too sour, Luo Qiu squinted his eyes slightly.

He then asked Yuya to sit down as well, "What do you say, what will Chasing Wind choose......?

The boss waved in front of him, and some images began to appear in front of the maid's eyes.

Yuya straightened his body and faced the picture on the light curtain. She used to feel that there was no point in paying attention to the things of her guests like this...... Time means nothing to her, either.

Later, she accompanied the new boss, and it all seemed to be a little different.

It's early afternoon.

Once upon a time, as long as the guests left, even in the afternoon, it was as dark as ever. The old shopkeeper would go back to her room and sit there, while she would close her eyes and sit there.

The lights will only come on when guests come in.

But now, the lights are on, and she won't be the only one.

On an afternoon like this, I wish I could keep going, going all the time...... Keep it up.

......

......

They called this place the Yunqin Building, and it was built a long, long time ago. At that time, there was still a low house in front of the building, and the view was very good.

But not anymore, there are buildings that are taller than it.

Tear down those that stand in your way, and those buildings that are taller than you.

Chasing the wind suddenly came up with such an idea...... He stood on the fence of the roof of the Yunqin Building, and he could step on the empty position with one step.

He spread his hands, letting the wind that passed between the buildings support his arms...... He's always liked it because it had a flying feel.

But this is a very silly way of feeling, and many times it even makes him ashamed to talk about it to others.

But there are also non-others...... But that's a thing of the past.

At this time, the simple iron door on the roof of the building was opened, and the rusty bearings squeaked together, and the wind silently counted a few footsteps.

He knew that it was not his "friends" who came up...... Maybe it's the guy who sees him as an enemy.

He turned around, and he was naturally taller on the fence, so he looked down...... The following are all old acquaintances.

"Lord Long, I think you can't help but come to me. Chasing the wind said, his eyes fluttering...... Long Xiruo also has a ghost baby by his side, and there are two male monsters in black suits.

The shopkeeper had said that rattles could only be used on weaker ...... Chasing the wind has been verified.

The rattle has no effect on the ghost baby at all, so for Long Xiruo, the true dragon of Shenzhou, naturally there is no need to think about it...... But he can still calmly face these big shots of the demon clan, and he naturally has something to rely on.

There was an unexpected feeling of excitement to be able to look down on the real dragon of Shenzhou so confidently.

They all said that they were demonized, and they were demonized...... But there's nothing wrong with that.

Chasing Feng's eyes flashed red, and he sneered: "Dealing with a little monster like me, the predecessors of the demon clan, when did they become so cautious? Could it be that you are afraid of me?"

Long Xiruo stared at Chasing Feng's lips tightly, and suddenly waved his hand and said, "Ghost baby, you guys retreat first." ”

Faced with the orders from Long Xiruo, the ghost baby naturally did not dare to disobey ...... Just kidding, although he was told by Gui Qianyi to do that guard, but the object of the guard is indeed the real dragon of Shenzhou, if there is any danger, I don't know who is guarding whom.

The ghost baby didn't think that this was any danger to Long Xiruo, so he retreated with his men without saying a word and closed the iron door.

"What do you want to do?" said Chasing Wind with a frown.

Long Xiruo took a deep breath, and bowed deeply towards Chasing Wind under the incredible gaze of Chasing Wind.

"What are you going to do here?" Chasing Wind's brow furrowed even deeper.

"What am I doing?" Long Xiruo raised his head and said softly, "I'm just apologizing for my previous distrust of you." If I hadn't had the slightest suspicion, I wouldn't have let you get the field you have today. ”

This is the totem of Shenzhou, who in Shenzhou can stand the worship of this true dragon?

A feeling of frightening made Chasing Wind's face a little more solemn.

This is not a question of the level of power, but of oppression from the spiritual level...... This worship is impacting a deep-rooted concept among the demon clan.

Her words divide the shemale race, her words are the golden rule among the demon clan, and at this moment she is apologizing?

Chasing Feng moved his lips slightly, and he found that Long Xiruo's attitude was completely beyond his estimate.

"Don't come with me!!"

The demon heart in Chasing Wind's heart suddenly increased greatly...... Growl!