Chapter 8: The Identity of Sorrow
Mu Xiaofeng suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked, understanding that this was a master who cherished words like gold, looking at the indifferent look in the corners of his eyes, it seemed that spitting out one more word was a great gift to others.
She touched her neck, suppressed her anger, and hated to wonder if this guy should think that her presence had violated his territory, and ask her to obediently wipe her neck and send the head to her, right?
Does she look so stupid?
couldn't help but clench his hairpin, stood up a little embarrassed, straightened his waist and glared at him guardedly. If you lose, you can't lose the battle, and you can't weaken your momentum.
This stare happened to capture the stunned flash in the man's eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he bent out a faint sneering arc, "Jade".
Mu Xiaofeng was stunned, but he was shocked by this person's cold eyes, and after being shocked, his face couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed because of the thought just now, but his hanging heart quietly let go. This person had been staring at her neck just now, originally wanting the jade pendant around her neck, and it didn't seem like a disciple who was interested in seeing it, and probably wouldn't be interested in her body.
But just in case, Mu Xiaofeng still touched the hairpin hidden in his sleeve. At the same time, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he vaguely heard that the mountain behind the Big Buddha Temple was listed as a forbidden place, and now it seems that it is probably because there is a "distinguished guest" like him in the back mountain who is afraid of being disturbed by idle people.
"Bring it." The cold voice sounded again, although it was cold and undulating, Mu Xiaofeng could hear the persistence and impatience in it.
A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly thought of someone, and blurted out, "Why do you want my jade pendant?" "Her jade pendant is ordinary, and the only thing that can make people see the value is the color of the jade.
But at such a distance, in the dim moonlight, but with no intention of glancing, he could be sure that this jade pendant was carved from purple jade?
Does this guy have two golden eyes that pierce through all obstacles?
The man didn't open his mouth to explain, a cold eye swept away, Mu Xiaofeng suddenly felt as if her neck had been cut by a cold blade, her eyes flashed, and her heart moved, she suddenly tightened the placket of her clothes and hid the jade pendant firmly in her clothes.
The man lowered his eyes, and his perfectly contoured handsome face did not have a trace of expression, Mu Xiaofeng had been staring at him tightly, and at the moment when his palms were raised, he seemed to hear him snort sarcastically.
There were already eight points in his heart to affirm his guess, he unconsciously licked his lips to hide the tension in his heart, and before he grabbed the jade pendant in the air, he hurriedly shouted, "Slow, gentlemen don't take people's favor." ”
After the sound was finished, the jade pendant had been roughly torn off by her and the rope was clutched tightly in the palm of her hand.
Mu Xiaofeng stared at the man opposite him who seemed to study his palm seriously, and said coldly, "If you have to take it hard, it's not impossible, but no matter how fast you move, you may not be faster than me." You know, next to her is a big stone, she is gambling, with his attitude towards the jade pendant, he definitely does not want to see the result of two shots.
"Two thousand taels." The man slowly withdrew his palm and glanced at her indifferently, as if a strange color flashed in his eyes. This woman is bold enough, and those who dared to threaten him in the past, he would have sent him to the Hades Palace for tea.
If it weren't for the use of keeping her little life, he would have been able to make her no longer see the sun tomorrow with one finger.
Mu Xiaofeng didn't know that he had been hovering on the death line in an instant just now, and when he heard this number, he couldn't help but snort hard in his heart, and it was really the lord with deep pockets. If this is an ordinary jade pendant, two thousand taels is really a heart-warming price, but unfortunately, this jade pendant is not an ordinary jade pendant.
She took a quiet breath and glanced at the man suspiciously. If her guess is correct, he is indeed the "ghost who sees sorrow" in the rumors of "taking a fancy to robbing directly", shouldn't this be the matter of directly slapping her to death and snatching the jade pendant into his hands?
This guy can stand here calmly at the moment, and know how to use silver to negotiate a deal with her, is she guessing wrong?