"Have you ever heard of the legend of Wanzhou International," Jiang Soft lowered his voice, saying very mysteriously.

Zhong Sheng had long been accustomed to her convulsions from time to time, playing with her, "Ah, what is it?"

Jiang Ruan arrogantly raised his small chest, and the scholar raised his eyebrows, "Do you really want to know?"

Ji Xu also joined the stage and petted, "I especially want to." ”

Jiang Ruan, who wanted to be greatly satisfied, swept his nose with his thumb and replied, "It's a rumor that the real size of Wanzhou is different from the size that everyone knows. ”

"Today you are very lucky, where am I, a destined person, going to take you destined people," Jiang Ruan didn't hide it anymore, and finished talking all at once.

"Then thank you for being a destined person," Zhong Shengwan bent down to scratch Jiang Soft's nose and cheered her on.

With someone to cheer him on, Jiang Ruan was even more energetic, and led the three of them to quietly move forward step by step, and finally turned into the stairwell.

The three of them just watched Jiang Ruan knock on the wall inexplicably, and there was an extra round hole as big as a shirt button on the wall.

A blue beam of light poked out of it, and the vigilant Ji Xu pulled Jiang Ruan behind him, and even Zhong Shengwan and Song Ranzhu stepped forward to block in front of Ji Xu.

The speed was extremely fast, which caught Jiang Soft off guard.

After figuring out the situation, Jiang Ruan patted Ji Xu's arm blocking her in front of her, "Xuxu, it's okay," and the three of them stepped forward, Jiang Ruan put his face on the light.

[The iris began to scan, the scanning was successful, distinguished guests, please enter. The mechanical female voice said mercilessly.

After finishing speaking, there was a soft sound, and the wall moved back, and the legendary mysterious space appeared in front of the four people.

Ji Xu was very vigilant, Zhong Sheng was also vigilant, and Song Ranzhu was a little confused.

Just ginger soft, very excited.

"This is Wanzhou's 'black market', there are a lot of treasures in it, if you like anything, tell me, I will give it to you," Jiang said the rich woman with a lot of money.

Entering the 'black market', Jiang Soft is like a fish that has found a water source, coming and going freely, and is more active than outside.

"Also, it's the rule here to take the mask over there," Jiang Ruan pointed to the table at the door, which was full of masks.

However, Jiang Ruan did not take it directly from the table, but knocked on the upper right corner of the table.

Soon a wooden box was bounced up.

"Sure enough, it's done," Jiang opened the box with a soft smile and chattered, "I sent a message to the mask-maker before I came, and asked him to expedite the customization of four." ”

The first mask is silver, but in the place of the mask's mouth, a large butterfly is inlay.

The butterfly is mystical blue, with only a hint of yellow to add brilliance to it, lifelike, as if it is about to spread its wings and fly high.

This mask was given to Song Ranzhu by Jiang Soft.

The second mask and the third mask are very straightforward, one can only cover the eyes, with a pitch-black swan feather inserted on it, and the other can only cover the mouth, it is a crane's head, and the appearance is very real.

Jiang Ruan was almost speechless to death by the three masks.

But she didn't know that what made her even more speechless was still to come.

When I opened the box, there were only three masks inside, but the box was so large that the naked eye could tell that there must be something else.

Jiang Ruan knocked on the bottom of the inside of the box, heard the empty sound, and had a rough count in his heart.