"Mother, mother, beautiful brother......"

The softness that had been quietly staying in Feng Jiuyou's arms suddenly screamed.

Feng Jiuyou looked at it with a soft gaze, and saw a seven or eight-year-old, delicate-looking little boy fiddling with things in the stall.

Feng Jiuyou's face suddenly turned black to the bottom of the pot, when can her daughter's face control be changed?

Feng Jiuyou helplessly patted his precious girl on the back and said softly:

"Soft and good, don't move."

"No...... I want my brother to ......" Soft kept staring at the little boy, and she was reluctant to take her eyes off others.

"If you don't obey, your mother will beat your ass."

Feng Jiuyou's face darkened again, lowered his head, and threatened in a low voice.

As soon as she heard this, she began to cover her little ass with both hands, and looked at her mother with an accusatory expression.

"Mother...... Bad ......"

Feng Jiuyou was almost laughed at by her, saying that her own brother is also good-looking, why didn't she see her sticking to her brother?

In the end, Feng Jiuyou still hugged the softness and went to the stall, on which there were a lot of mountain goods and animal skins.

"Mother...... I want that...... The ...... of the red one"

Softly saw the figure from Feng Jiuyou's shoulder, and his big eyes blinked, and he took a fancy to the dazzling fox fur on the stall.

Feng Jiuyou nodded the tip of his soft nose.

"You're a little guy, you're pretty picky."

The most valuable one in this stall was chosen by her.

"Little boy, how do you sell this?"

Feng Jiuyou picked up the red dazzling fox fur and looked at it before asking.

The little boy stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked towards Feng Jiuyou, his eyes lingering on the soft body for a moment before he spoke.

"Ten taels of silver."

"Ten taels?"

Feng Jiuyou glanced at the fox fur on his hand, then at the little boy, and smiled a little deeper.

"Hmm!"

The boy cherished words like gold, and only said lightly.

"Cub, it's too expensive, can my mother buy you something else next time?"

Feng Jiuyou said softly, and Yu Guang didn't forget to stare at the little boy.

The little boy seemed to notice Feng Jiuyou's gaze, he didn't dodge, and his eyes were clear.

"No...... Mother...... Be soft and ......"

Squishy immediately stopped doing it and began to spill, but the red thing was too much to her liking.

"A tael of silver."

The little boy heard a soft voice and somehow suddenly opened his mouth.

The smile in Feng Jiuyou's eyes deepened, a young man of seven or eight years old was selling things here alone, and the things he sold were all precious things, and no one came to snatch them.

Isn't the identity of this little boy simple?

The most important thing is that this little boy is still so young, and he has reached the peak of the eighth rank of martial arts, which is a very demonic existence.

I don't know what kind of family can cultivate such outstanding talents.

"I bought it."

Feng Jiuyou took out a tael of silver and handed it to the little boy.

She didn't want to buy it before, but finally decided to buy this fox fur, but she wanted to see the people behind it, what was the purpose?

When did you target them? She didn't even notice it.

"Young master, young master, it's been a long time, have you sold what the master asked you to sell?"

At this time, a little scholar who looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old ran out of nowhere and said to the little boy.

It was also at this time that he saw Feng Jiuyou's mother and daughter, and was about to speak, when the little boy's cold voice came out.

"Sell it, close the stall."

He took one look at the squishy and left.

(End of chapter)