Qin Daofei looked at the shopkeeper coldly, and said lightly: "If you are alive, you are alive, with your expression, I thought you had seen a ghost!" ”

"The problem is that she caught Wang Shun, and Wang Shun held the evidence of King Xiang's rebellion." The shopkeeper said bitterly in Qin Daofei's ear.

A faint glimmer flashed in Qin Daofei's cold eyes, and he said lightly, "What does she want?" ”

"One hundred thousand taels of silver!" The shopkeeper looked at Qin Daofei and cautiously compared it to ten.

The corners of Qin Daofei's lips hooked up a sarcastic smile, and after thinking for a moment, he said to the shopkeeper: "Give it to her!" ”

Half a day later.

Linglong took Wang Shun to get the silver, and the shopkeeper bowed down and said, "Madam, please follow me to the inner hall?" ”

"The shopkeeper has a bad memory or a bad brain, my name is Linglong, if my surname is big, I will name myself uncle, I don't call me a big lady, it's ugly!" The delicate and crisp voice floated into the inner hall, and the person in the inner hall clenched his fists, and the green tendons on the back of his hand floated.

Linglong stepped into the inner hall and saw the man sitting on the circle chair, staring at her with cool eyes, and suddenly felt that her heart was grabbed by someone, and even her breathing was out of proportion.

"That...... I went to the wrong place and will never be seen again! Linglong didn't even want Wang Shun, who was worth 100,000 taels of silver, and just turned around and left.

But in the blink of an eye, the man who was originally sitting on the circle chair suddenly blocked the door, using the pressure of height, looked at Linglong congenitively and said, "What? When they see me, they run away, and everyone dares to kill, and they are still afraid of me? ”

"Of course I'm afraid, as a murderer, when I see the mercenary owner of Xiaoyao Village, if I don't run, will I wait for the owner of Qin Zhuang to send me to prison again?" Linglong said with a hippie smile, but her fingers were tightly curled into a ball, and every joint was white.

Qin Daofei's eyes darkened, and he said coldly: "They are all people who have died once, but the temperament of this hippie smile has not changed at all!" ”

"There's no way, the scourge has been left for thousands of years, and I haven't died twice, how can you say that my dead nature is willing to change?" The delicate hippie smiled and leaned over, Qin Daofei twisted his eyebrows and retreated, like a beast avoiding a flood.

Linglong ignored the tightly entangled pain in her heart, and said with a smile: "Qin Zhuang wants to arrest me to see the official?" If you don't catch me, can you leave? ”

Qin Daofei's eyes condensed into a phantom, as if ruthless and resolute, as solid as a rock, and as if lingering with thousands of threads of soft water, and like a vast sea of smoke, blurry and unpredictable, in an instant, people can't catch it, can't touch it, can't see through it.

"You really don't report to the official? After that, there will be no time! Linglong turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist and leaned against the wall.

He seemed to dislike Linglong, his body never really got close, but he just put his elbow on Linglong's neck, so that Linglong couldn't move, it seemed that being so close to Linglong was the biggest insult to him.

He's always been like this, and Linglong is used to it.

"Take the silver, I don't want to owe you!" Qin Daofei coldly let go of Linglong and left his shackles, but Linglong did not escape immediately.

She, her leg was numb.

Or maybe it's my heart that's numb!

Qin Daofei personally handed the silver ticket of 100,000 taels of silver to Linglong, and Linglong said fakely: "Then how can you be embarrassed?" ”

said this, but his hand honestly snatched the silver ticket and stuffed it into his arms.

The most infuriating thing is that the energy of the scoundrel is quite nostalgic.

Linglong got the silver ticket and walked out without looking back, the dice on her waist flew up at the action place, Qin Daofei saw it in his eyes, and those eyes instantly condensed into ice.

What a delicate dice An red bean, can you know that you are acacia in your bones?

Into whose bones?

Whose thoughts are you?