Chapter Twenty-Eight: Eight Thousand Six Hundred Gold
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Chapter 28 Throwing 8,600 gold "Asking for Collection".
Lu Shaoyou also looked at the shadow of this speech at this time, this is a very beautiful woman, her age is almost the same as Lu Wushuang, her skin is like white jade, and her appearance can be regarded as beautiful.
Under a brocade robe, outlining the colorful body curves of Ana, it looks delicate and mature, full of charm and a little seductive, compared with Lu Wushuang, this woman is sexier and plumper, especially this woman seems to be with a trace of anger at this time, the corners of her mouth are raised, and the plump lips are fragrant and ruddy.
Lu Shaoyou was stunned, although this woman is not the kind of person who looks like a country and a city, but her sexy Cheng dΓΉ makes all men pay more attention, and it will also make all men involuntarily yy in their hearts, this kind of woman, at first glance, seems to be like she is specially saved for men.
Lu Shaoyou couldn't help but look at it twice, especially the woman's legs, although they were not very tall and slender, but they looked like snakes with a round and soft floating, full moon-like **, extremely high, and her plump snow peaks and mountains, forming the most deadly temptation.
"Wicked. Lu Shaoyou said secretly, this woman is ten ** years old, I didn't expect it to be able to bewitch this kind of Cheng dΓΉ, this is definitely a stunner-level woman, if it is another two years, it is estimated that it will make men even more unstoppable.
Looking at the back of this woman, there is a young man in fancy clothes, about twenty-two or three years old, tall and thin, fair-skinned, but a little handsome, but to Lu Shaoyou, this man has a face that eats soft rice. (Baidu search)
"Yang Man, this sword is my favorite, I want it. At this time, Lu Wushuang's expression sank slightly when he saw this woman, and the two women seemed to have known each other for a long time.
"You like it, but you haven't bought it yet, I'll say I bought it first, I want this sword, you can choose another. The charming woman named Yang Man said, with a hint of coldness in her eyes, as if she could embarrass Lu Wushuang.
"With this sword in my hand, that's what I want. Lu Wushuang said.
"Miss Wushuang actually likes this sword, then it depends on who pays the highest price, this sword seems to be one hundred and sixty gold coins, then I will pay two hundred gold coins." At this time, the young man in Chinese clothes stepped forward and said lightly, but his eyes kept looking at Lu Wushuang's body, without any good eyes.
"Wang Liang, you love as much as you want, I don't want this sword. Lu Wushuang looked at the young man in gorgeous clothes and gritted his teeth.
"Miss Lu, Miss Yang, Young Master Wang, it turned out to be you, the greeting was not thoughtful, the greeting was inconsiderate. A voice came, and Lu Shaoyou didn't need to look back to know that it was the martial deacon of the Baomen that day who spoke.
When the words fell, Deacon Wu had already bent down to everyone's side, and when he saw Lu Shaoyou, Deacon Wu just said hello without a trace, and then didn't take a second look.
"Deacon Wu, you came just in time, this sword, hold it for me, I want it. (Baidu search)" Wang Liang said.
"This ......" Deacon Wu looked at everyone, and just now, it seemed that he was also looking at it, and he didn't seem to know what to do for a while.
"Let's go. Lu Wushuang said lightly, put down the sword in his hand on the counter, looked at the long sword, his eyes were a little disappointed, but he seemed to be careful, and he didn't want to compete with Wang Liang and Yang Man.
"Lu Wushuang, you are just interested, you want to fight with me, dream, last time you won me, in the future, you will never have a chance. Yang Man chuckled, suddenly became proud, and then glanced at Lu Shaoyou, and said: "Isn't this the young master of your Lu family's waste firewood, an adopted daughter of the Lu family, a waste wood of the Lu family, it is really a perfect match." β
"Yang Man, what are you talking about. Lu Wushuang's face turned red suddenly, and he looked at Yang Man and shouted.
"What did I say, am I wrong, an adopted daughter of the Lu family, a waste wood of the Lu family, hum. Yang Man snorted coldly.
"The affairs of the Lu family, do you also like Xinxin, it doesn't seem to be your business, Miss Yang, don't you like this sword, then take your cheap and go, no matter how cheap you are, we won't care about you." Lu Shaoyou stepped forward slightly, picked up the ordinary long sword that Lu Wu had just put down in his hands, and then threw it at Yang Man, and said softly: "It's so cheap, it's really cheap." β
"Boy, what do you mean, you dare to scold me. Yang Man involuntarily took the long sword thrown by Lu Shaoyou, came back to his senses, and was immediately extremely angry, Lu Shaoyou's pun on the words were particularly like the cheap words were very heavy, and anyone could hear the voiceover.
"How did I scold you. Lu Shaoyou looked at Yang Man, and the faint expression that was originally not easy to understand was suddenly filled with a coldness at this time.
"You say I'm cheap......" Yang Man's voice fell, and he stopped suddenly, only to know that he had been fooled, and he glared at Lu Shaoyou even more, but his eyes were fixed on Lu Shaoyou, but he couldn't help but avoid it.
"Isn't the sword in your hand, take your cheap and go home. Lu Shaoyou said lightly, and then pointed to a cyan long sword behind the counter and said to Deacon Wu beside him: "I want that Qingyue sword, count it on my account." β
"Yes, Young Master Lu. Deacon Wu didn't say much, but quickly picked up the cyan sword hanging on the wall and handed it to Lu Shaoyou, on the wall where the cyan sword was hung, there were a few words: Qingyue Sword, the spirit spirit is refined with thousand-year-old refined stones, and the price is eight thousand six hundred gold coins.
And the sword that Lu Wushuang looked at just now was made by the spirit warrior with a hundred years of cold iron, and the price was only one hundred and sixty gold coins, and the difference between the two was already more than fifty times.
"Sister Wushuang, this one is for you, and that broken sword is not worthy of you. Lu Shaoyou handed the Qingyun Sword in his hand to Lu Wushuang's hand.
Seeing this scene, Wang Liang and Yang Man's faces suddenly became ugly, the price of this Qingyun Sword, they naturally saw it in their eyes, if they could afford to say a few hundred gold coins, or thousands of gold coins, but these eight thousand six hundred gold coins were definitely something they couldn't afford.
Lu Wushuang also looked surprised, she had seen this sword a long time ago, but because of the price, she couldn't afford it, in this Qingyun Town, there are definitely not a few people who are willing to buy this sword, and some are also the heads of major families, but the heads of all clans in Qingyun Town, I'm afraid that no one is willing to buy it, eight thousand six hundred gold coins, is definitely a large amount.
And for these younger generations, who can't afford it, although they are one of the most favored juniors of the Lu family, the gold coins that Lu Wushuang can usually use will not exceed three hundred gold coins, and three hundred gold coins is already a large amount, which is a year's salary of six hundred slaves.
"Shaoyou, forget it, let's go back. Lu Wushuang looked at Lu Shaoyou, this Qingyue Sword, she didn't like it to be fake, as a martial artist, how could she not love weapons, not to mention, what she cultivated was the sword skill among the martial arts, and she liked this Qingyue Sword even more, the spirit spirit refining was in Qingyun Town, and there were definitely not many people who could have the weapons refined by the spirit spirit.
"Sister Wushuang, take it. Lu Shaoyou handed the Qingyue Sword into Lu Wushuang's hands, and then turned back to Deacon Wu and said, "Deacon Wu, can I settle this account in a few days?"
"No problem, Young Master Lu can come whenever he wants. Deacon Wu replied.
"Sister Wushuang, let's go. Lu Shaoyou was satisfied, and he was a little nervous just now, eight thousand six hundred gold coins, if Baomen was unwilling to give credit to himself this day, then this face would be thrown to his grandmother's house.
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