Facing Ji Mo, she always had an indescribable emotion.

His enthusiasm contrasted sharply with his coldness, and his presence as a mystery left a mark on her heart.

"How's your cultivation going?" As soon as Ji Mo spoke, her back suddenly straightened, and the whole person was in a state of wry smile.

In the past few days, her mind has been full of the kisses of that day, and even her cultivation has been distracted from time to time.

Obviously, he could quickly break through the cultivation of the Spirit Venerable, but he also stagnated.

"Xue'er, what are you talking about with your master so happy, come and eat dumplings." Xie Liuli's voice interrupted what she was about to speak, and when she looked up, she saw that Ji Mo was staring at her, as if she was about to see her through.

"Mother, don't ...... like that" By now, she finally understood what her mother was thinking.

It's just that with a person of Ji Mo's status, how can he know the fireworks of the mortal world.

Even if she is from the Feng clan, she may just be the most ordinary junior, as for Ji Mo......

For the first time, regret arose in her heart.

"Mrs. Xie, you can eat too." Ji Mo looked at the looming loss and sadness on Shangguan Xue'er's face, although he was confused, he didn't pay much attention to it.

……

In the black market, Dream Chihiro took the waist card and passed all the way unimpeded, and soon came to the dark pavilion.

"Madame, what do you need to do?" A young man sat in the huge hall, and Yumechihiro couldn't help but turn his head to look around.

Why is there only one young man in the dark pavilion, isn't there anyone who can speak!

"Where's your pavilion master?" Meng Qianxun directly put the Shangguan family's waist card on the table overnight, and yelled impatiently.

The young man's eyes glanced at the waist card, and his face did not change and asked, "If you have something to say, you have nothing to say about it, and you won't send it when you go out and turn left." ”

"You!" This whole Chinese New Year's Eve dream Chihiro felt that he had been unlucky, first by Shangguan Xue'er in the face, and now by a junior in the dark pavilion to speak disrespectfully, if this is not a good lesson, where will the face of the Shangguan family be put in the future!

"Call your pavilion master, you don't have the information to talk to me about the deal." Yumechihiro.

The young man looked up at Yumechihiro, and the smile made it impossible to pick out the comments.

"Mrs. Meng, there are thousands of people who come to the Dark Pavilion every day to trade, and there are countless people who are more noble than you, do you think you have any skills worthy of our Pavilion Master coming in person?" The young man's words made Yumechihiro's face blue and purple for a while.

She naturally knew that her identity was not qualified, so she deliberately brought the waist card of the Shangguan family, but she didn't expect to be looked down upon.

"Okay!" She swallowed this breath impatiently, and took out the portrait of Shangguan Xue'er from her body, "I want to find her and send her to Shangguan's house within three days." ”

The young man took the portrait and looked at Shangguan Xue'er's eyes with intriguing.

"Dead or alive?" This is just a normal inquiry, not to mention that he wants to know what the hell this dream Chihiro has in his heart.

"Alive! I want her to be sent to Shangguan's house unconscious. Yume Chihiro said fiercely.

That little slut dared to make her lose face on the street, and when it fell into her hands, she would definitely make that little slut look good!

"Five hundred thousand, gold." The young man took Shangguan Xue'er's portrait lightly and tapped his fingers on the table.

"What, why is it so expensive!" Dream Chihiro was stunned, that little slut was worth 500,000, and it was still gold?

The young man looked at Meng Qianhiro coldly, raised his finger and pointed to a curtain hanging next to him, "From now on, the dark pavilion will accept orders from 300,000 gold." ”