"Your Excellency, can you sell me face?"

Patriarch Duanmuqing had a chill down his spine, and he didn't dare to offend this killing god!

"How much is your face worth!" Nangong Yehua's dark eyes looked at him coldly.

Patriarch Duanmuqing's face froze for a moment, and he was a little helpless, "Your Excellency can't respect the old and love the young!" ”

Su Qianmo's dark starry eyes looked deeply at Patriarch Duanmuqing, and a trace of deep thought crossed her eyes.

This old man gave her the feeling that she was afraid of Nangong Yehua, why is this?

"I can't."

Nangong Yehua's tone was unacceptable.

provoked Mo to be strange, and wanted him to spare her, she wanted to be beautiful!

When the words fell, Patriarch Duanmuqing's face stiffened again, and there was a touch of helplessness between his eyebrows.

This god is too cold, and it is estimated that he will be close to the earth in front of this girl.

Immediately, the patriarch of Duanmuqing shifted his gaze to Su Qianmo, and there was a hint of flattery in his faint tone: "Mo girl, are you interested in playing in Moling Peak?" ”

When everyone heard this, their faces showed horror and stunned, and their eyes fell on Su Qianmo.

What is Moling Peak?

Mo Ling Peak, that's the treasure trove of the Duanmu Qing patriarch!

It's not ordinary people who can get in, even the village chief doesn't have that qualification!

How can this girl be so virtuous, she actually makes Patriarch Duanmuqing so loved!

Everyone's gaze staring at Su Qianmo became more and more scorching.

It is full of envy, jealousy, and hatred......

One by one, his eyes were written nakedly: [Hurry up and agree!] 】

[Nod your head!] 】

[I really can't do it, I'll do it for you! 】

……

When Duanmu Yingrong heard this, she was even more shocked.

No one from Mo Ling Peak was allowed to enter, except for her grandfather, even she had never entered.

What qualifications does she have to go in this!

Duanmu Yingrong thought of this, and the jealousy in her eyes became more and more intense.

The lines of sight were like X-rays, staring at her hair, and goosebumps fell all over the ground.

Su Qianmo: "......"

It seems that this Mo Ling Peak should be similar to the Treasure Pavilion.

At this time, Nangong Yehua's dark eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and his body exuded a strong evil aura like a Shura crawling out of hell, coldly sweeping over everyone.

It's like death coming.

It's horrible!

Everyone instantly stiffened, their backs were cold, they held their breath, and they didn't dare to move!

I was silently praying in my heart, don't kill me!

[Don't kill me!] 】

When the god is killed, everyone is wrong to even breathe.

When Su Qianmo saw this scene, he suddenly felt a little funny, when they saw Nangong Yehua, it was like a mouse seeing a cat.

The corners of her lips were slightly curved, her starry eyes were a little careless, and she looked at the Duanmuqing patriarch with a smile and said, "What's so interesting about Moling Peak, I won't go!" ”

【……】

There was silence in the crowd, and the wind was messy......

The look in his eyes looked at Su Qianmo like an idiot.

Village Chief: "There are a lot of rare treasures and rare medicinal materials in Moling Peak. ”

Su Qianmo said lightly: "I'm not rare! ”

Village Chief: "......"

I really don't know if this girl is innocent or stupid.

"Mo Ling Peak is very fun, there are pet eggs in it, are you interested in going with me to see it?"

Patriarch Duanmuqing's tone was tinged with a hint of seduction and flattery.

Wait, no matter what she likes, be sure to give it to her, maybe, as soon as she is happy, the god will be able to let Rong'er go.

How could the wise Su Qianmo not see the careful thinking of the Duanmuqing patriarch.