In the bustling bazaar, Musou and Seal Dust are walking aimlessly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but the outfits of the two are really eye-catching, Feng Chen proposed to buy some clothes with Western Regions characteristics to change, and after a while, the two chose a silk shop. As soon as the front foot stepped in, he heard a simple and slightly old-fashioned voice from the changing room in the room: "Guest officer, choose whatever you like! The peerless girl walked up to the dazzling satin, sighed and said, "Is that all there is to it?" But in the eyes of Feng Chen, these materials are already excellent fabrics. But Wushuang is different, because he has been pampered since he was a child. All the instruments are about the same as in the palace. Feng Chen's mind suddenly flashed through the antique shop with thousands of dollars, and he suddenly realized that the unequaled girl was well-informed, and it was not good for him to say more.

Wushuang was still fiddling with the delicate silk spread out on the table in the room, and a burly, fat, middle-aged woman with a round waist walked out of the fitting room in the inner hall, followed by a gorgeously dressed woman. Although the woman covered her face with a veil, she could see the wealth from her gestures: "Wrap them all up for me! Tomorrow I will order someone to pick them up!" The fat woman's face instantly bloomed with a smile: "Okay! Okay! Miss Alena!" The shopkeeper's joy did not fall, and the rich woman had already left the door. The fat woman muttered while wrapping the clothes and satin horses chosen by the talented woman: "What a great god of wealth!" Wushuang is accustomed to seeing the faces of these profiteers, and knows that for profiteers, everything in this world, with gold, is omnipotent.

Wushuang slapped his palm on the table: "Can't you see the silk and satin material I said I want to look better!" The fat woman glanced at me and greeted with a reluctant smile: "My nobleman, look at what style you have chosen!" "No hands pointed to the cloth chosen by the rich-looking woman just now: "That's it!" The fat woman laughed wildly: "Do you know who went out just now?" Don't blame me for talking too much, that's the daughter of the queen of Gumo Kingdom." Wushuang said angrily: "So what! Miss Ben has gold ingots, I'm afraid you won't dare to sell them to me!" The fat woman was more and more angry when she was agitated like this: "The one with the highest price will get it, but the young lady just now can't afford to offend! If this young lady can spend a lot of money, this shop will take out the treasured cloth!" Wushuang squinted his eyes and smiled: "You can go and get it! Even if you buy your city!" The fat woman didn't seem to hear her words, but still took care of herself and packed up the cloth on the table. Wushuang's guys at home on weekdays are also obedient to her, but today they were ignored by this little cloth shopkeeper. There was obviously some facelessness on his face, and in anger, he pulled out the thin soft sword at his waist and cut off the fabric in front of the fat woman. At this time, the frightened fat woman collapsed on the ground and begged for mercy: "Woman, you wait for me to go to the inner hall to get it!" Wushuang put away the soft sword and said confidently: "Go quickly!"

Feng Chen frowned and watched from the side, although the peerless girl did not take care of herself along the way. But at this moment, he felt that Wushuang treated his friends with all sincerity, but his attitude towards outsiders was not to take others seriously. Maybe it's because she's used to being spoiled, maybe she's never put people in her eyes and heart! Wushuang stood at the door with her waist crossed and looked at the bustling crowd in the bazaar, and suddenly turned to Feng Chen and said, "I heard that there are many dead beasts in the desert, and many hunters in the Western Regions have sharpened animal bones into weapons or accessories. Let's go over there and have a look, and buy something for your junior brother!" Feng Chen was suddenly surprised again, because on the surface, this delicate girl who didn't care about the world actually cared about people in her heart. Feng Chen's face stretched and smiled at Wushuang: Okay, let's go over there and have a look!"

After waiting for about a stick of incense, Wushuang approached the counter of the shopkeeper again. Asked loudly, "Haven't you found it yet?" only to hear the sound of rummaging through the cabinets in the house, and the fat woman shouted, "Soon! Soon!" After a loud bang, the fat woman also walked out of the house. Holding a large dusty box in her hand, the fat woman said seriously: "This is the Linyu glass skirt that has been passed down from generation to generation in my family. An ordinary sword simply can't cut through it. As she spoke, the fat woman took out the small dagger from her boot and pulled it back and forth on her skirt. But this Lin Yu glass skirt was not damaged at all. Wushuang happily picked up the skirt and looked at it carefully, Feng Chen seemed to have seen it in the master's "Treasure Appreciation", so he turned his head and said to Wushuang: "The legend of this Linyu glazed skirt is made of the fur of a unicorn beast on the northeast mountain range of the Central Plains in ancient times. Although this beast is a unicorn, it has white wings and plump wings, and has sharp horns on its head. During the time of Emperor Yan, he ordered this divine beast to be hunted and killed, because it always harmed the world for no reason. But this divine beast is infinitely powerful, and it can swallow clouds and spitt out fog to absorb the qi of heaven and earth, just when everyone is helpless. A divine doctor suddenly appeared in the Shennong clan, and he told Emperor Yan that there was a way to clean up this divine beast. After Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, he finally concocted a strange poison in the world. The smell of this poison is almost brilliant and vivid. Whoever sees it is inverted by this poison. Wushuang's gaze gradually shifted from this Lin Yu glass skirt to Feng Chen: "I can't see that the dust boy can actually tell the origin of this skirt!" The fat woman in the store also said: "The son is well-informed, but this is also a rumor in the rivers and lakes." I'm afraid there aren't many people in the world who know about this, but I'm afraid Childe doesn't know. The dress itself is also highly poisonous, because this linyu is soaked in the juice of black mandala flowers!"

Wushuang hurriedly threw the skirt to the ground, pulled out a thin soft sword finger and threw it at the fat woman: "You dare to play with Miss Ben!" Feng Chen blocked the soft sword thrown by Wushuang: "Listen to the shopkeeper!" The fat woman was like a ball from the center of the room, crawling behind the counter: "That's it, that's it." Listen to me!" Wushuang suppressed his anger and listened to the fat woman continue: "There is no poison on the outside of this skirt, but if this skirt is stained with blood. The flower poison is released, and everything it touches can melt instantly, and everything will be wiped out. Feng Chen sighed: "What a good one will die together!" The fat woman smiled and said: "Childe is right, back then, after the divine beast was poisoned by the black mandala flower of Shennong's divine medicine, it spit blood from its mouth. This blood was mixed with the black mandala flower, and the divine doctor did not know that there would be an effect between the two, so he personally ripped off the fur of the divine beast and offered the bloodstained black mandala to the Yan Emperor. The moment the warrior took the mandala flower, it melted into a pool of blood and then evaporated into the air. Emperor Yan was angry and beheaded the divine doctor of the Shennong clan, and the Linyu glazed skirt disappeared from the rivers and lakes. My ancestors used to rob tombs for a living, and for as long as I can remember, my father never told me about the origin of this dress. Feng Chen nodded and listened carefully to this story.

Wushuang asked again: "Then is there any black mandala flower left?" The fat woman covered her mouth in a panic and whispered: "Girl, don't you dare to say it! No one in this city dares to say this, because the witch queen specializes in developing all kinds of mandala flowers." Anyone who knows the secret of this black mandala flower has not left a living mouth!"