Chapter Eighty-Eight: Selling Storage Rings
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Feng Feiyan was stunned, sneered and laughed, and stomped her feet coquettishly: "You fool, even if I beat you, you won't hide?"
After that, he jumped directly into Chen Zhengyang's arms, broke out his arms and hugged him tightly, the tears in his eyes finally burst out of his eyes, and he cried with a wow.
Tears soaked his clothes.
Chen Zhengyang was stupid but secretly wiped a cold sweat, and finally made a safe transition, thanks to his brother's wit, knowing her personality, he put his arms together, and hugged her: "Feiyan, it's me who is not good, if you want to blame, blame me." Don't cry......" gently patted her on the back and soothed her.
"Hiss~"
Chen Mo gasped again, the development of this plot is also full of ups and downs, right? My little mother is too unprincipled, why did she stop fighting for so long? Alas, my heart is too soft.
Feng Feiyan gradually stopped her tears under his comfort. Gently took out Xiupa, and gently wiped off the blood stains under Chen Zhengyang's nose.
"Does it still hurt?" Feng Feiyan said in a soft and glutinous voice, her delicate lips leaned up, and gently blew those wounds: "I'll help you blow it, and it won't hurt." ”
"It's okay, my skin is rough and my flesh is thick, and it doesn't hurt. Chen Zhengyang tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed an ugly smile. But there is a bitterness in my heart, do you dare to say that it hurts? What should I do if I accidentally ignite your temper again?
Concubine Feng's heart trembled, becoming more and more gentle as water, and tender. Raise your arms, put a loop around Chen Zhengyang's neck, and stick to him intimately, feeling the warmth between each other at this moment.
The turtle's eyes widened, happily admiring the scene. Chen Mo was covered with goosebumps on the side. These two are a lot older, and in public, can they not be so numb?
The crowd around watched the scene. Everyone sighed in their hearts. The past of Feng Feiyan and Chen Zhengyang, as an alliance sect, everyone has more or less heard of it. It's just that most of it is used as some pastime after dinner. It is said that Feng Feiyan is a stupid woman, waiting for a dead man to come back. Even Feng Chonglei was implicated and ridiculed for it.
Unexpectedly. Chen Zhengyang, who everyone thought was dead, was still alive. And just now he made a move to seal Zhang Zun......
"Fei Yan, everyone is watching us. Let's keep a low profile. He lowered his head close to Feng Feiyan's ear and whispered. It doesn't matter to others, it's the son's expression that seems to be smiling but not smiling, which makes him always feel hairy.
"I've been keeping a low profile for 20 years. I don't want to keep a low profile this time. Feng Feiyan raised her pretty face with pear blossoms and rain. With a tear, he turned his head and glanced at the people around him, his eyes turned and became extremely sharp, and he hummed hotly: "Haven't you seen an old lover meet? ”
The aura exploded, making everyone stunned and panicked. They all turned their heads in embarrassment.
Even cold sweat dripped from Chen Mo's forehead, and I strangled it. Mom, do you want to be so tough?
At the same time, Chen Mo keenly felt a yin gaze. shot at his father and mother, and as he looked at it, it turned out to be his father's rival Zheng Tianhua.
Seeing that he had two big red eyes, like a poisonous snake with a yin owl, he obviously had no good intentions.
Chen Mo snorted coldly. He secretly said in his heart: "It's okay to be honest with this product, if you dare to do something......
I saw the pair of old lovers again, as if no one was around, hugging each other and hiding in a slightly hidden place, and continued to talk to me and me.
Chen Mo squinted his eyes, glanced around the people around him, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled.
You've been watching it for so long, you should pay for it, right?
Chen Mo flicked the turtle's head: "Brother Ba, it's time for you to appear." ”
Hachi held his head high, walked out with a cat's step, flicking his tail.
I saw a string of golden, shiny storage ring necklaces hanging around its neck. As it moves, the storage ring "clangs".
"Brother Ba is now a rich man, and he can squeeze into the top 500 who's who are local tyrants, the 499th.
Hearing the sound, everyone's eyes "sighed", and they all looked towards Xiaoba. The elite disciples of the various sects chuckled in their hearts, and their faces turned white all of a sudden.
Look at these turtles, I haven't seen a local tyrant with a storage ring, are they all stupid?
Chen Mo, who followed Xiaoba, raised his eyebrows, and the opening effect was good. Next is the boss and me.
Chen Mo stepped forward with a smile, grabbed Xiaoba's neck, and raised it high.
Hachi's behavior towards unscrupulous bosses has long been commonplace, and as long as the storage ring necklace is still around its neck, it is satisfied.
Chen Mo shouted like a Jianghu Langzhong who bought dog skin plaster: "Everyone, come, take a look, take a look, the storage ring is on sale, pass by, don't miss it." ”
Hearing Chen Mo's shouting, the elite disciples of the various clans were covered in hair.
These storage rings were originally their belongings, and now Chen Mo actually sold their things to them again.
This, this...... It's also too shameless.
Chen Mo completely ignored those arrow-like eyes, carried Xiao Ba, turned around, and continued to shout: "Look at the grade of these storage rings, the workmanship is exquisite, the shape is unique, and the space is huge. It's really a must-have for home travel, murder and arson. ”
The disciples of the various sects thought of the miserable scene in the abyss ancient ruins. He dared not speak out against Chen Mo, so he could only stare at his storage ring and mourn secretly.
Only Li Shengshu, Zhao Fulong and others of the Eight Desolations Sword Sect were furious in their eyes.
Especially Li Shengshu, the fingers that clenched "Shen Ke" gurgled loudly, and his murderous eyes shot at Chen Mo.
That Sun Qingzhu was so angry that he almost stumbled to the ground, he raised his trembling fingers and pointed at Chen Mo, his heart was desolate.
Chen Mo, your father and son were embarrassed, the old ones were unscrupulous, and they robbed halfway and took away the precious resources they carried. The little shameless ones have eaten the spiritual essence that they have worked so hard to obtain. In the end, he also took the storage ring that was taken back from the demon beast's hand, shamelessly took possession of it, and then took it out and sold it.
Each piece can be written into a sad history of blood and tears.
If it weren't for the fact that the few of them had reached a consensus a long time ago, they would never have been able to tell the story of the demon beasts in the Fengling Cliff Cave, where they had worked hard to destroy the demon beasts, but instead helped Chen Mo to make wedding clothes, and they would have teamed up to peel Chen Mo's skin and bones to vent their hatred.
Seeing that everyone was murderous and full of dissatisfaction, Chen Mo chuckled indifferently, fiddled around with a string of storage rings, found a few rings with the mark of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect, and shook them a few times in front of them.
"Senior brothers of the Eight Desolations Sword Sect, if you take a fancy to it. With the deep friendship of our four major sect alliances, I can give you a twenty-percent discount. This price is much cheaper than that of the top auction house......"
Before Chen Mo's words were finished, Zhao Fulong, Zhou Zihuan, and Sun Qingzhu behind Li Shengshu, the three of them couldn't hold back the fire in their hearts, held a sharp sword, and rushed towards Chen Mo.
Before he raised his foot, he was stopped by Li Shengshu.
Li Shengshu turned around and shook his head at the few people behind him, and said arrogantly with disdain: "It's just a few storage rings, my Eight Desolation Sword Sect is not rare." ”
The three of them had no choice but to endure their anger and put down their feet.
Looking at the people of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect at this time, they still wanted to save face, Chen Mo didn't even feel that he had to praise them, especially Li Shengshu, who was worthy of being the chief disciple of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect, and his forbearance skills were first-class.
But Nangong Bingqin is his own person, so he naturally can't let his sister-in-law suffer.
He still untied Nangong Bingqin's storage ring and stuffed a few pills and demon cores. With a flick of his fingers, he returned the storage ring to his sister-in-law.
Nangong Bingqin copied it with his hand, caught the storage ring, checked it, and was taken aback. Not only is there nothing missing, but there are also a lot of precious resources, including a demon core of the sixth grade of the sky.
Woo, my storage ring, it's finally back.
She is not like those disciples with good family backgrounds, and every little thing is hard to save. And I was a little cautious, hoping to save more good things, and the next time I had the opportunity to return to the Windy Country of the Qingzhou Mainland, I could help Chen Hao.
I don't know how my brother-in-law is doing.
The elders of the various sects finally recognized those storage rings, which came from the disciples of their own sect. Their faces changed suddenly, they frowned, and turned their heads to glare fiercely at the disciples of their sect.
What's going on, why did those storage rings go to Chen Mo's hands?
Chen Mo smiled and waved his hand at them, deliberately holding the storage ring necklace high, shaking it a few times, and shouting, "Elders, are you interested in buying a few?"
Gongsun Mo and Liu Mei both had angry faces.
Feng Xiutong's shrewd and cunning old man had already seen that he was tired, and his eyes were wandering around the storage ring.
I was happy in my heart, I didn't expect that Chen Mo, a kid who would pick up grass and beat rabbits, and go to the ancient ruins of Shengyuan, could do such a brilliant thing. This is a face-saving face for the sect.
Let you be arrogant, let you be arrogant.
This kid is so powerful, promising, and promising.
Chen Mo didn't bother to pay attention to this old man, and said lazily: "Since no one wants it, I will store them at the Taiding Auction House, and you can buy them if you need them." ”
At this time, the chief disciple of Tianji Gate, Yuan Haocang, trotted all the way over.
"Stop. ”
Chen Mo's sense was sensitive, and suddenly, he smelled a faint smell rushing towards him, and hurriedly shouted to stop.
Yuan Haocang stopped and was stunned.
Chen Mo endured his snort, and pretended to be envious and said, "Brother Cang's aura is so strong." ”
"Ahh
Then he nodded, and said seriously: "In the Holy Abyss Ancient Ruins, I felt the aura of the golden stinging dragon at the peak of the twelfth order. I really don't know it, and I feel a big shock when I smell it. ”
People who don't know are envious, it turns out that there are still people in the abyss ancient ruins who have benefited, unlike them who lost their wives and soldiers.
...... (To be continued......)