Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Flower Protector 2
The Xie family is a big family in the Donglong Dynasty, no matter where they are, they will make people look up to them, how can they casually use their own gold mines to exchange gold coins for others?
It's just because there is a Jade Princess behind the Supreme Auction that she can occasionally come to exchange for gold coins, and other people in Qingxian? Don't even think about it!
Mo Jinghong didn't know the way to this, and Master Shuiyue always thought that Mo Jinghong was not simple, thinking that she could persuade the Xie family to exchange gold coins for her, so when Mo Jinghong refused his kindness before, he didn't refuse, but he didn't expect that Mo Jinghong didn't have a way to ask Xie Fu to exchange gold coins for her, but he didn't know that Xie Fu would not exchange gold coins with people casually!
Now through Mo Yi's explanation, Mo Jinghong knew, and then there was a headache, she really didn't expect that it would be so troublesome to exchange a gold coin.
She muttered in front of the Xie Mansion, hesitating whether to go directly to the Xie Mansion to find a way to persuade the other party to exchange, or to go back and let Master Shuiyue bring someone to help exchange it......
At this moment, a clear voice came:
"Yo! Girl, what a coincidence! Do you know that I am coming to Xie Mansion today, so I came here to wait for me? ”
This voice interrupted Mo Jinghong's contemplation, and Mo Jinghong's slender eyebrows under his hat furrowed slightly, and then he felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.
It seems that where did you hear it not long ago?
Just as he was thinking, a subtle sound of wind swept behind him, and was about to fall on his shoulder, Mo Jinghong's whole body tensed suddenly, and his body was transported for the first time, and his feet were like a shadow like the wind, and he floated a few feet away from the place with a ghostly body.
Then I turned around and saw a handsome man in green clothes holding a white feather fan, standing stiffly where she had stood.
The man was dressed in green clothes, with a strand of long black hair hanging down from each sideburns, a pair of long eyebrows flying obliquely into the sideburns, bright eyes, and a cynical smile at the corner of his mouth, looking like a gentleman and a noble son.
Through the black veil hanging from the hat, Mo Jinghong recognized that the other party was the young man she saw when she woke up after being forced to jump off the cliff by Yun Shu and Mo Huanting last time, claiming to be her brother.
Thinking of the young man's provocative attitude that day, Mo Jinghong's whole body exuded a cold aura, and he withdrew his gaze, not intending to pay attention to the other party.
For she knew that there was someone else who saved her that day, a man she could not remember what he looked like, not this young man. Therefore, he has no life-saving grace for her at all, so she is not interested in entangling with him.
"Girl! How can you be so indifferent! Since the last goodbye, my brother can think about it...... Hiss...... Scold...... Hehe, Miss Mo, what a coincidence, I saw you here, my son...... Ben Gongzi said that he was fortunate in three lives! Ah yes, three lives are lucky, that is, three lives are lucky! ”
The words of the young man in Tsing Yi before and after the painting style changed too much, which made Mo Jinghong a little curious, and couldn't help but move his gaze to the young man again, and then saw that the young man's arm was wrapped around a small snake that was exactly the same color as his Tsing Yi.
The little snake wrapped around the arm of the young man in Tsing Yi a few times, and the head of the snake was close to the wrist of the young man in Tsing Yi, and now the little snake snake mouth opened slightly, revealing its fangs, looking at the young man in Tsing Yi as if it was threatening and angry.
The young man in Tsing Yi stretched out his trembling arm very straight, keeping the arm away from his body, looking like he was afraid of the little snake.
A hint of interest flashed in the peach eyes under the Mo Jinghong's hat, and his gaze fell on the little cyan snake and looked at it.