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When Yan Nuo buried the sunspot, he walked directly on the streets of the black city, and from the beginning of entering the city, a bunch of trivial things were delayed, and she was not allowed to study the strangeness of the black city in detail.

For example, she found a problem, if you want to buy and sell in this black city, you can rely on martial arts without spending a penny of silver.

If you are a good martial artist and beat the vendor, you can take what you want to take.

But this is only for those who are young and aggressive.

And the remaining slightly more stable traders, the price is simply higher than a new level!

Originally, Yan Nuo was still a little cold, but when she really competed with a man of a similar age, she was still a little defeated.

couldn't help but surprise Yan Nuo again and again.

This black city is amazing!

Moreover, the things sold, priceless agate treasures, chalcedony crystals, hairpin jewelry and the like are simply rotten streets!

Exclusive secret weapons, bows, crossbows, knives, axes, spears, shields, hammers......

It's like the big sale with a price reduction, just throwing it on the ground and selling it.

All kinds of cultivation secrets, martial arts cheats, fist techniques, palm techniques, and even folk lost learning, Shaolin stick methods, ancient books and so on......

Yan Nuo, who watched it, kept "tsk" sounds.

This so-called black city is the meaning of the modern 'black market'!

Money doesn't necessarily work, it mainly depends on the fist.

And most of the things sold cannot be purchased outside.

It's not easy to get in, but once you do, it's definitely a dream paradise!

Only you can't think of it, there's nothing you can't buy.

Yan Nuo was walking when his eyes were suddenly drawn to a stall.

There were tall piles of books on the floor, already covered with a thin layer of ash, and the paper was slightly yellowed.

Yan Nuo squatted down, gently blew away the ash stains, and looked around, what are the nine palace gossip, Qimen Dunjia, Liubu divination, four pillars and eight characters, numerology cheats......

Those who set up arrays, those who tell fortunes, and those who look at appearances...... Wait, the variety of books is quite complete.

dialed, and the four words that appeared immediately made Yan Nuo's eyes light up:

Volley footwork!

Light work, this is what she needs most at the moment.

Mo You's deep eyes glanced at the excited person in front of her lightly, and with her gaze, the title of the book was still flat.

"How do you sell this book?"

Yan Nuo shouted at the stall, and the book seller didn't know where he went.

Yan Nuo repeated several times, but no one paid attention, and just as she got up to leave, a sound of lazily stretching her waist came.

"Ahhh......h Who, let people not sleep, it's really noisy! ”

The voice is immature, and when you hear it, it's a little fart.

"Little ghost, how do you sell that book?"

After hearing the voice, Yan Nuo stood up and pointed to the book "Volley Footwork" on the stall.

The little boy looked a little older, estimated to be two or three years younger than Yan Nuo, and was staring at a pair of big black and white eyes at the moment, "Just give me some." ”

Listening to the little boy's tone of voice, the corners of Yan Nuo's mouth hooked, "I don't have any money, let's have a fight." ”

There is no smell of 'bullying the small' at all.

Yan Nuo naturally understands that in this black city, she doesn't dare to look down on others casually, even if the other party is a cute Zhengtai.

After a while, Xiao Zhengtai rubbed his confused eyes:

"Are you ashamed? Is it so natural to bully the small? ”

Yan Nuo raised his eyebrows, people really can't look good, this kid looks cute, but his temper is not cute at all.

"I don't have money and I don't fight, do you want to send me?"

Yan Nuo squinted at Xiao Zhengtai, and his tone was slightly teasing.

Xiao Zhengtai puffed out his cheeks, glared at Yan Nuo in an unkind tone:

"You like to bully the small so much?"

Yan Nuo chuckled at the corner of his mouth, but didn't speak, the more he looked at this little Zhengtai, the more he felt that the thief was cute.

Behind him, Mo frowned, grabbed Yan Nuo's arm and said:

"There's nothing to learn from this ordinary book."

Yan Nuo shook his arm twice, but he didn't shake off the ink's hand, and raised his head: "I need it now." ”

"I can teach you." He said.

Yan Nuo stared at Mo's eyes for a long time and didn't look away, and then said slowly for a long time:

"I'm afraid I won't understand what you're saying."