"Senior sister, don't look at me always going out from time to time, it's the first time I've gone shopping with a woman. Actually, when I recommended myself to the master, I was quite worried that I would be rejected by you, but fortunately you agreed, otherwise I would be really sad. Mu Rong looked at Qu Wanwan with affection.

Qu Wanwan walked in front, thinking about the sword and not taking his words to heart at all. Because she couldn't go directly to the Secret Waiter's office, she could only walk around this stall, look at things, and look at that stall to buy something.

It's just that she didn't know that Mu Rong bought everything she had seen and touched in order to please her.

Qu Wanwan only had two or three small things in her hands, while Mu Rong had six or seven.

People come and go, and there is a lot of noise.

Mu Rong wanted Qu Wanwan to shout at the top of her voice when she heard her words, but Qu Wanwan's steps were quite fast, and she seemed to be curious about everything, which made people want to spoil her.

"I hope this time I can bring a good memory to my sister......"

Before Mu Rong finished speaking, he saw Qu Wanwan walking to the stall on the other side without any care, Mu Rong rubbed his eyebrows and walked past the pedestrians.

Qu Wanwan stayed at a rouge stall, holding a box of rouge and looking at it seriously, the hawker's eyes were very shrewd, and he knew that a noble person was coming, and he explained with a smile.

"Girl, you really have some vision, this box of rouge is the best one I sell......" The peddler said a lot of boastful words.

Mu Rong squeezed over, and when he saw that Qu Wanwan was looking at rouge, he was also interested, and he also wanted to see how amazing this beautiful face would be if rouge was applied.

"Boss, take a box." Mu Rong magnificently took out a few pieces of silver from his money bag and threw them over.

"Hey, okay." The peddler happily took the broken silver, and by the way said a word of flattery, "As soon as you look at the two little ones, you will know that you have met a nobleman, and you will see that the two are extraordinary in bearing and have a clear appearance, they must be talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven." ”

Mu Rong was very comfortable when he heard this, and then took out the broken silver from the money bag and threw it to him, "Have a vision, take it, and the master will reward you." ”

"Hey! Uncle Xie. ”

"Master ......" Mu Rong finished proudly, and glanced sideways at Qu Wanwan, but there was still half a figure of her beside her.

There was no way, Mu Rong could only start searching for her from the crowd again, as there were more and more people on the street as the sky darkened, all kinds of lanterns were quietly lit, and Mu Rong was simply miserable.

His appearance is more outstanding, and there are always women who keep secretly sending autumn waves in the shuttle, if Mu Rong doesn't say a word in the past, he directly welcomes the spring. It's just that Zhuyu is in front, and Mu Rong suddenly feels vulgar and vulgar when he looks at them again, which is unsightly.

"Childe, do you have ......?"

"Go away!"

The shy and bold woman stepped forward to inquire about the situation, but before she could finish speaking, she was reprimanded by Mu Rong mercilessly and loudly.

The woman couldn't hold her face, and ran away with tears on her face.

Mu Rong's mind was all on Qu Wanwan, where to care about what woman, he pushed aside the crowd, his eyes looked forward everywhere.

How can you go so fast in the blink of an eye? It's really strange, I should have looked at her more if I knew this was the case, and I shouldn't have looked away for a few flattering words.

Her martial arts skills are not high, and it will be miserable if she meets a womanizer.

"Senior brother, I'm here."

Just when Mu Rong was at a loss, a familiar voice came into his ears, Mu Rong looked towards the source of the sound, and soon saw her standing in front of a sword stall.

"Senior sister, why are you running so fast? It's hard for me to find. Mu Rong walked through the crowd and came to Qu Wanwan's side, and when she saw that there was nothing in her hand, she looked puzzled, "Senior sister, where are your things?" ”

"Oh, there are too many people, and they are squeezed out and trampled on." Qu Wanwan was casually perfunctory.

It's just useless little things, Qu Wanwan gave them to passers-by after she got out of Mu Rong's sight, after all, she was too lazy to take them.

"That'...... What about rouge? Mu Rong continued.

Qu Wanwan raised her eyes and swept his eyes, very puzzled, "Rouge? What rouge? ”

"Is that the box of rouge you looked at earlier? Could it be that he was also squeezed out? ”

"That's it! I just looked at it casually and put it down when I left. After Qu Wanwan finished speaking, her eyes fell on the long sword again.

This was a sword that she had composed with her own hands, and she was very satisfied from the first time she saw it, especially the purple gem and the combination of Si Yan really complemented each other.

"Laid down? I thought you liked it, so I paid for it. ”

Alas! It's more than just a box.

Mu Rong was sad.

"When did my sister leave?" Mu Rong just wanted to know if she had heard the words of the hawker.

"As soon as Senior Brother came, I left." Qu Wanwan stretched out her hand and stroked the sword body lovingly.

"Is there a ...... for that junior sister" Mu Rong paused, and the words behind him were not spoken, according to what she said, she definitely didn't hear it, and it only added to the annoyance. Then, his eyes shifted to the sword as well.

At a glance, a hint of surprise clearly flashed in his eyes.

The sword is brilliant in shape and cast, and although it comes from a stall, it does not hide its brilliance. Especially after Qu Wanwan took out the sword, the cold cold light actually had a kind of compelling momentum.

But Mu Rong soon discovered a problem, that is, this sword was somewhat similar to the Yuhua sword used by Si Yan, and it was precisely because of this that his attitude towards this sword dropped sharply.

An imitation sword, no matter how good it is, is a fake.

However, he was also curious about how the vendors came here to sell swords tonight for the Lantern Festival, not that this place could not sell swords. It's just that most people like to buy some things to enjoy and have fun, and when they buy swords, most people will go to a fixed sword casting point, and they will not choose a small stall, after all, the sword is a self-defense thing, and it is not allowed to be lost.

What attracted Mu Rong's attention even more was that the vendor wore a cloak and was reluctant to show his true face, and he didn't even say a basic introduction.

Who is the master?

Mu Rong was suspicious.

"Boss, how many silver taels is this sword?" Qu Wanwan picked up the sword and asked warmly.

"Fifty taels."

"Fifty taels?" Mu Rong was shocked by the hawker's shouting, "You don't want to rob, right?" Although this sword is very good, it is not at this price, and if I guess correctly, this sword is made of another excellent sword, right? ”

"Fifty taels, nothing more, nothing less, if you are too expensive, please detour." The hawkers did not back down.

The hawker's words are very hard, and if the hand in the sleeve does not tremble slightly, it will be even more realistic.

She doesn't want to sell it at a high price! What's more, it was sold to her own palace master, but she couldn't give it to the left protector at the price, so she could only sell it head-on.

"Senior sister, let's go, she still sells this sword for fifty taels, I think it's taking advantage of the fire to rob, I'll take you to the Sword Casting Villa to find a better sword." Mu Rong was ready to pull Qu Wanwan away between words.

However, how could Qu Wanwan listen to him, she finally found an opportunity so that she would not waste it in vain, and how could the group of mediocre talents in Sword Casting Villa forge a better sword than this sword.

"Here, no more, no less, I just have fifty taels left." Qu Wanwan took the money bag off her waist and handed it to the dark attendant.

The dark waiter took the money bag and left without saying a word, raised the head of the small stall and left without looking back, and only when she reached a certain alley did she drop the stall and patted her chest with palpitations.

"Let's go!"

At the head of the wall stood another squire, who had come to answer her.

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