"Apoof—" Prince Luo spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

It is said that there is no treachery, no business.

But this candle boss is no longer just a profiteer!

This is the death of the door-slammer!

Obviously, the clothes are so low-key and luxurious, and they are worth a lot of money at first glance.

Candle Jiuyin was not in a hurry, and said: "This cyan hairpin, although it is carved by dragon scales, has a strong demonic aura attached to it. Ordinary people can't bear it at all, and if you give you 80,000, it's a shame for you. Why don't you ask the others, is there anyone willing to take your hairpin? ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding antique dealers and collectors changed their faces and retreated in fright!

Antique shop, there are taboos in the antique industry!

Especially those antiques that are contaminated with demonic and evil spirits, they must never be touched!

If you are not careful, your family will be ruined!

Prince Luo was desperate, and reluctantly, he gave the cyan hairpin to Candle Jiuyin: "Okay, 80,000 is 80,000, for you." ”

The dark side of the candle nine does not change color: "Golden box." ”

Prince Luo suddenly had the urge to cry, "Do you still want the golden box?" Do you want to kill me? ”

The box made of pure gold and containing the blue hairpin was worth seven or eight thousand silver beads, to say the least.

The gilt carving technique on it is very precious.

Candle Nine**: "That's not going to buy it." ”

Prince Luo couldn't wait to hit his head on the ground: "You, you, you...... You're ruthless! Here you go! It's all for you! ”

Isn't it just adding another gold box?

Where a small life is important!

No matter how much you lose, it's better than cutting off your children and grandchildren!

Candle Jiuyin this time, finally satisfied, the corners of his lips hooked a somewhat evil arc, handed over the money with one hand and took the goods with the other, the cyan hairpin, packed in a gold box, was accepted by him.

"Xiaoqing, how bad is the catastrophe for you, one of the dragon horns has fallen off, and it has been carved into a hairpin. Pitiful, pitiful. ”

Candle Jiuyin muttered, sighed, and shook his head.

That's right.

He lied.

He is such an unscrupulous Great Demon Elder.

This is not a dragon scale carving at all, but a dragon horn of the Great Demon Green Dragon, carved out.

The dragon's horn is the source of the dragon's strength.

This cyan hairpin contains the power of a dragon horn of the Great Demon Green Dragon! That's why it's demonic!

80,000 was taken by him.

The actual price - at least 80,000 plus two zeros.

Candle Jiuyin is in a good mood.

As a dragon who loves money like his life and picks the door to the extreme, he feels that he has really done a big thing today.

However.

Soon, he couldn't be happier.

I saw a silver-white paper crane, fluttering its small wings made of paper, flying far away from the foot of the mountain, towards the direction of the top of the mountain.

Candle Jiuyin's strength is extremely good, and he has already discovered it before the silver-white thousand paper cranes have flown up.

"It's Xiao Jiujiu!"

Candle Jiuyin changed color slightly, and immediately got up and left the table, without saying a word to the people around him, and went straight to the direction of the mountain.

But it takes a moment.

Candle Jiuyin was halfway up the mountain, turned around, jumped in the air, and caught the silver-white paper crane in mid-air.

This little illusion was invented by his naughty little fox and was specially used to transmit messages.

In the past, when he left home, Xiao Jiujiu would never send him a message.

This time, it did.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Candle Jiuyin very cautiously, unfolded the thousand paper cranes, and then, found a line of words on it-