Outside the shop, a half-foot-tall linen wrap slowly moved in, almost hitting the door frame of the shop, but surprisingly, the package automatically flashed to the side and just moved into the shop.

"Oh, it looks like it's here!" A crisp and pleasant childlike sound sounded from underneath the package.

Then, the sackcloth package shook, and a child with short black hair and a white cloth coat, looking cute and cute, and about three feet tall, came out from under the package.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? When the child saw the middle-aged man of the shopkeeper looking at him in shock, his round little face was a little dissatisfied.

"You...... Are you human? The middle-aged man of the shopkeeper had a look of disbelief in his eyes, feeling that his mouth was very dry, and his tone was a little trembling.

"Are you asking Miss Ben?" The child's tone was light, his hands were on his waist, and a sly glint flashed in his big black eyes.

"Uh-huh...... What the...... Ben girl?! The middle-aged shopkeeper first habitually responded twice, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and there were some doubts on his fat face.

"Of course this girl is human!" The child's round little face is a board, the big black eyes are a drum, a soft drink, a trace of Weiya diffuse wrapped to the middle-aged shopkeeper, the middle-aged shopkeeper's face is white, his feet are soft, and he slumped on the stone floor. He was a mortal, how could he withstand even the slightest bit of the monk's might.

The child's fleshy little hands naturally twisted the collar of the shopkeeper, his big black eyes narrowed, and he squinted at the middle-aged man of the shopkeeper, and then said meaningfully: "This girl is here to sell goods today, but she has to pay a fair price!" Otherwise......"

The following words are not spoken, but the meaning of the threat is unmistakable.

The middle-aged man of the shopkeeper shivered violently all over his body, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead. Hurriedly responded: "The little ones will do it immediately!" The small one will definitely give the adult a satisfactory price! ”

"Excellent! You're a smart guy! The child's fleshy little hand let go of the collar of the middle-aged shopkeeper, and the momentum on his body suddenly converged, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on his round little face.

This child is Gong Mo Yi, and the middle-aged shopkeeper is also the middle-aged shopkeeper who looked down on people last time when Gong Mo Yi and Gong Mo Qingyun and others came here to sell goods together. For this kind of villain, Gong Moyi doesn't have a good face.

If others are kind to her, she will naturally be kind to others. If others treat her badly, she laughs it off, but she doesn't necessarily treat the person who treats her badly.

If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, but if anyone offends me, he will also offend him, and if anyone harms me, I will harm him!

People are good at me, I am good at people!

This is her code of conduct, she is not a bad person, and she is definitely not a bad person.

Gong Mo Yi turned his head to look at his father, and then swept over everyone present in turn, and whispered to Gong Mo Qingyun and the strong men in the village: "Father, uncles and uncles, everyone put down the package."

"Well, good!" At the end of the palace, Qingyun saw her daughter looking at herself and the strong men, and as soon as she answered in unison, she put down the sackcloth packages that they were carrying or carrying.

Everyone felt their shoulders relax all of a sudden, after all, it would still be very tiring to carry the package all the time. Everyone saw the middle-aged man of the shopkeeper who looked like a childlike palace end, and they were a little proud in their hearts, everyone was usually pitted by the seeds, especially the last time they came here with the end of the palace Qingyun and others, Li Laoqi and others, who had received the middle-aged popularity of the shopkeeper, felt a sense of comfort in their hearts for no reason, and the smile spread from their hearts to their faces.

The middle-aged man of the shopkeeper got up from the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then waved his hand to call the two little servants to come up, and opened the burlap wraps in turn.

First, as soon as he opened the small linen packages, which were full of flesh and blood, they were cut from the demon beasts, and the middle-aged shopkeeper walked over, and his fat body was respectful, and he touched it with his round fingers, and then pinched it, and his heart was shocked: "It's so hard!"

Some puzzled, he turned his head to look at the child-like young Gong Mo Yi

, asked a little unnaturally: "My lord, may I ask...... What kind of meat is this? ”

Gong Mo Yi glanced at the middle-aged shopkeeper, his tone was indifferent, and he said without a trace of emotional fluctuations: "Maned lion, demon beast meat!"

"What? Maned lion? The middle-aged shopkeeper just gasped fiercely, his eyes were full of disbelief, and then he looked at Gong Moyi in disbelief.

Even the first-order demon beast is divided into three, six, nine and so on, he is a businessman, he knows a lot of people, and he also has some connections, even the immortal master he also knows a few, as far as he knows, this kind of maned lion can be regarded as the top among the first-order demon beasts. Although Se Yu was in the power of the palace Yiyi just now, the immortal masters he knew were all a little old, and the youngest was the cloth-clothed monk who sold the silver-horned rhinoceros last time, and he looked to be at least twenty years old. He couldn't believe that it was Gong Suyi, a child who seemed to have just been weaned, that would do it, it was definitely not the maned lion she defeated, it must be her elder! Right! Surely it wasn't her!

Looking at the change in the expression on the middle-aged man's fat face, he was puzzled at first, then he thought of something, and finally he firmly identified something, Gong Moyi was amused in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he made a small face, his face was majestic, and he snorted lightly: "Hmph, do you doubt the authenticity of the maned lion?" However, no matter how majestic it is, as long as it does not release its momentum, it will give people the urge to laugh.

But the middle-aged shopkeeper didn't dare to show a hint of laughter, and hurriedly waved his hand again and again, and said with a smile on his face: "Little one doesn't dare!" The little ones don't dare! ”

Then he turned around and waved his hand at the two little guys majestically, "Go!" Open the biggest package for me! ”

The two little guys didn't dare to slack off, so they hurriedly answered, and ran to the half-zhang high package with a trot, and it took a lot of effort to open the knot of the huge package.

"Wow!" With a soft sound, the outer layer of linen wrapped in sackcloth slipped off, revealing a piece of golden fur with mottled blood stains, the fur was huge, folded layer by layer, half a foot high.

The shopkeeper's middle-aged man's fat face was full of surprise, and he hurriedly stepped forward, and his round fingers pinched it fiercely, not to mention pinching out a small hole, not even a white mark, and he couldn't help but gasp.

couldn't help but look at Gong Moyi who looked at the childlike with some sneer, his tone was very light, and he asked cautiously: "My lord, no...... Know...... Can the small one use a knife to test the hardness of this fur? ”

Gong Moyi's tone was indifferent, and he responded expressionlessly: "Please!"

After getting Gong Moyi's permission, the middle-aged shopkeeper had a happy face, and waved to a little servant: "You! Go get my sword! ”

The little guy was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and when he heard this, he hesitated slightly: "Your lord, your treasure knife is too sharp...... I'm afraid ......"

The middle-aged shopkeeper saw that the little guy was hesitant, and he also felt that something might be wrong, and he really wanted to let the little guy take an ordinary knife, but he was suddenly interrupted by a crisp and pleasant voice.

"No, just take out your treasure knife!" Gong Moyi's tone was light, without a trace of mood swings.

Behind him, Gongmo Qingyun, Li Laoqi, Wang Xi, and others who have felt the hardness of the maned lion's fur all look like they are watching a good show, and no one shows a worried look.

"That's good! I'll get it! After hearing this, the little servant no longer hesitated, and walked quickly closer to a room.

In just a few breaths, the little maid came out of the small door in the middle of the room, walked quickly to the middle-aged man of the shopkeeper with a black scabbard in both hands, and offered it with both hands.

The middle-aged man's fat face was full of solemnity, and he took the knife from the little servant's hand, holding the beautifully carved handle in one hand and the black leather scabbard in the other.

I only heard the sound of a knife in the "Canglang"! The white knife flashed, and the blade appeared.

"It's actually a low-grade spiritual weapon! It seems that the middle-aged man of this shopkeeper also has a relationship with the monk! Gong Moyi could see the extraordinaryness of this knife at a glance, but he was not very surprised. For this kind of businessman, he has a wide range of contacts, and it is normal for him to have some contacts.