Ling Chuxi held the sword in her hand, and obviously felt that the sword in her hand seemed to be clearing, as if it was calling her, in the dark, Ling Chuxi felt that she should be the owner of this sword! There is no reason, that's what you think!

"How much does this sword cost?" Ling Chuxi asked lightly.

"Miss, do you want this sword?" Xiao Er was frightened and disappointed. I thought it was a big deal, but this richly dressed lady actually wanted a waste sword? What I'm afraid of is what if this young lady buys it back and hurts herself, what if she comes to them for trouble? "No, miss, this sword is really unlucky. Let's go upstairs and pick one. This sword is not for you. Xiao Er comforted bitterly.

"Who said I bought it for my own use? Can't I buy it and give it to someone I hate? Let him get hurt every day. Ling Chuxi smiled slyly and didn't let go of the sword, "I have to take care of everything myself, and it is absolutely impossible to return it, let alone trouble you." Say, how much does this sword cost? ”

"Miss, what a trick, what a trick!" When Xiao Er heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his ass. So that's the case, then it doesn't matter. This young lady is really eccentric, and he actually came up with such a bad move. I don't know who is going to be unlucky, but it's none of his business, it's better to sell a little money. It's okay to go back and tell the shopkeeper that the sword has been returned to the furnace, right?

Xiao Er thought in his heart. "A tael of silver is fine." Xiao Er grinned. It's good that a scrap sword can be sold at this price.

"No need to look for it." Ling Yichen threw Xiao Er a silver ingot, and there were three or four taels at random. Xiao Er took it, and it was smiling. A scabbard was immediately attached.

"Alright, let's go." Ling Chuxi took the sword and **** scabbard, and was about to go out.

"Miss, aren't you going up to the second floor to have a look?" Xiao Er asked in astonishment.

"I'm going to see if this sword is as bad as you say before I decide to come back to you." Ling Chuxi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "If it's not as bad as you say, I'm going to make trouble for you." ”

"Ahh Rest assured, rest assured, this sword is absolutely unlucky! Xiao Er patted his chest and played the package ticket.

"Alright, I'll come back if I'm sure." Ling Chuxi smiled slightly, stopped talking nonsense, and went out with the long sword and Xiaobai. Ling Yichen followed behind expressionlessly.

Out of the door, Ling Chuxi happily stroked the sword hanging on her waist, this sword is definitely not simple, this is her intuition.

"Who are you going to give the sword to?" Ling Yichen suddenly asked out loud beside him.

"Don't give it to anyone, I'll use it myself." Ling Chuxi smiled, "By the way, Ling Yichen, Xie Lu thank you for helping me pay, you are really a good person, a good person lives a long life." ”

The corners of Ling Yichen's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned around and walked towards the post station. After walking a few steps, he found that Ling Chuxi did not follow, and after stopping, he turned his head and looked at Ling Chuxi with an expressionless face.

"It's coming, it's coming. If you have facial paralysis, won't you have more expressions? With a straight face all day, your admirers are afraid to come near you. Ling Chuxi muttered in a low voice, admiring himself in his heart, he could actually read from Ling Yichen's expressionless face that he was urging him to go back to Shiqu Town together.

Along the way, Ling Chuxi was touching the sword on his waist and couldn't put it down. Ling Yichen has been closing his eyes and recuperating. Back in Shiqu Town, it was already evening. After saying goodbye to Ling Yichen at the post station, Ling Chuxi happily staggered all the way home.

But as soon as he arrived at the door, the smile on his face froze.

Because at the door of the house, she saw two sluts, one was Qin Xiruo and the other was Ling Xiaoting! Who Ling Xiaoting is, is the person Ling Chuxi "likes".