Chapter 257: Collecting 'Rags'

Chapter 257:

"Nan Ci, did you know about today's events early in the morning?" Mo Lingcheng was silent for a long time and spoke.

Bai Mo's eyes were also looking at her, waiting for her answer.

"Yes!" Murong Nanci also said seriously, "Ling Cheng, Nanci didn't mean to hide it from you, but the princess's illness can only be the fastest from you!" ”

"Why?" Mo Lingcheng wondered, why did Yue'er's illness start from him?

"Yue'er, she depends on you very much, you are the biggest motivation for her to live or cheer up!" Murong Nan said, "Didn't you notice that Yue'er only believed in you alone?" ”

"Is that Yue'er really okay? I saw her fall under spell! Bai Mo looked at her suspiciously, "Murong Nanci, how do you know about spells?" ”

Mo Lingcheng immediately glanced over, and seemed to be curious.

"Yue'er's spell is just a two-hour stun spell! As for how I know, I'll tell you when I have the chance, but don't ask any more for now! "It's not going to be exposed!

"You can cultivate, don't you?" White foam asked, looking into her eyes with a look of anticipation.

"No! Huang Huang's credit! Murong Nan said lightly, it is indeed Huang Huang's credit.

Bai Mo immediately looked for Huang Huang, "Where did Huang Huang go?" ”

Of course, Huang Huang was instructed by her to buy 'rags'!

At this time, in front of an unknown alley vendor, a pitch-black dumpling was squatting on top of the stall, clutching a gold coin with its front paws, so that the vendor owner couldn't take his eyes off it at all.

"Is this something to buy?" The boss said uncertainly, staring at the pitch-black ball.

At this time, Huang Huang looked at the rags of a stall, very hesitant, not knowing why the owner wanted to buy rags, and he didn't know what rags to buy.

"Master, there are a lot of things here, what to buy?" Huang Huang said very confusedly.

"Axe!" Murong Nan resigned.

"What does it look like?" Huang Huang asked again, "See!" ”

"Master, here's a palm-sized silver rusty axe!"

Murong Nanci: "......." This is probably a fake artifact!

"Do you want to buy it back?" Huang Huang asked again.

"Buy!" Murong Nan said with difficulty, "Old man, you are a giant axe, are you sure you are not a tool for removing nails?" ”

Aomine: "......"

Xingwu: "Hahaha~"

Murong Nanci: I'm afraid this is a fool!

"Does the master want anything else?" Huang Huang asked uncertainly, looking at a small silver rusty axe in his hand with very suspicious eyes, is the owner going to use it to remove nails?

Well, it must be!

The owner cares about money the most, and the stalls are cheaper, but can this axe really remove nails?

Murong Nan's black face: "....." stalls should be cheap! Huang Huang, has your master become such an image in your mind?

Qingfeng has no love face: "......" The old man is really not an axe that picks nails! The old man is really powerful!

Xingwu: "Hahahaha~"

"Xingwu, you're still laughing! I don't know which unknown table foot you're pressed underneath! Murong Nanci heard Xingwu's laughter, if he could beat him, he really wanted to beat him!

Xingwu, who heard this, immediately couldn't laugh, "Uncle Ben is here,"

"Where?" Listening to his hesitant voice, Murong Nanci guessed that it would definitely not be a good place.

"Let's talk about it old man!" Aomine opened her mouth with righteous words, but inexplicably she felt that the picture was full of sense, and she could already imagine Xingwu's constipated face.

Xingwu still didn't squeak, which made her more and more curious!

"That's still a senior, you can talk about it!" Murong Nan resigned

"He's at the foot of the table in the old man's spread!"

Murong Nanci: "......, old man Qingfeng, are you sure you're not here to be funny?"