One hundred thousand spirit stones, even if used to pay tribute to the Danyang Sect, would make one much richer.
Mu Chuyue was in a good mood, her consciousness spread quietly around her, and she found someone following her.
However, she was in no hurry to leave the black market at this time.
She glanced back at the black figure mixed in the crowd, raised a slight arc at the corner of her lips, and sneered softly.
Qian Chengyang looked suspicious, leaned into her ear and whispered in her ear: "Boss, is there someone following us to get rid of him?"
"Don't pay attention, that's the person sent by Yao Zheng.
This businessman is quite curious."
Mu Chuyue explained.
"Then let him keep following you like this."
"As long as we are still in the black market, it is impossible to get rid of him.
If I guessed correctly, there should be an underground auction house in the black market."
Now that you’ve come to the black market, you can’t go back empty-handed.
Mu Chuyue plans to find some rare spiritual materials and plants to plant in the crystal space.
It is not her style not to collect good things.
"There must be underground auction houses.
This is standard equipment in the black market.
Boss, follow me."
Qian Chengyang felt a little excited in his heart.
When he came to the black market before, he could only wander around there, just to satisfy his eyesight.
Along with Mu Chuyue, not only did he drink tea from the person in charge, but he was also able to enter the auction house that he had been looking forward to for a long time.
So happy In a teahouse that the two of them passed by, people from all walks of life were making noises, making jokes, laughing and cursing, and it was so lively.
A master, two servants and three people were sitting near the window.
The young and active boy was bored and looking at the people coming and going on the street.
Suddenly his eyes lit up and he leaned against the window and stretched out his head to look around excitedly.
Look back.
I saw the pure white and cold young man wearing a moon-white gold-lined outfit, with an azure python-patterned jade belt tied around his waist.
His black hair was tied high on his head, pouring down like a black waterfall until it reached his waist.
The dark phoenix eyes were as quiet as an ancient pool, bottomless, and the whole body exuded an aura of indifference that would keep strangers away.
It was Xiao Jinyan.
"Master, the person who just walked by looks very familiar in figure and temperament."
The boy exclaimed, looking a little uncertain, and hesitantly deduced, "I always feel that that person is very similar to Miss Mu, but she is a girl, how can she wear men's clothes?"
After hearing this, the young man immediately stuck his head out, and not far away, a familiar figure was lost in the crowd.
"It is indeed her."
He slowly raised the corners of his mouth, as if the condensed frost suddenly turned into gurgling spring water, and there was a smile in his eyes, as if he had suddenly changed into a different person.
"Yu Jian, you've done well, I'll reward you with a chicken drumstick."
With that, he pulled the drumstick off the plate and stuffed it directly into the boy's mouth.
Yu Jian held the chicken drumstick in her mouth and wanted to cry but had no tears.
He has finally discovered that his master, no matter how cold-blooded he is, is completely different when he meets Miss Mu.
"Master, that person is really Miss Mu."
Xiao Jinyan nodded, pulled out a handkerchief and carefully wiped his oil-stained hands.
"Then let's follow him quickly."
After finally finding the person, why are we not in a hurry anymore?
Yu Jian was speechless, completely unable to understand what his master was thinking.
The smile on the young man's lips gradually deepened, and his deep eyes flashed with light spots, like broken stars dotting the sky.
"Yu Jian, let's sit down and eat first," he then waved to the waiter to come over.
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"Here's another silver roll and lotus cake, pack it up and bring it over."
Xiao Jinyan picked up a snack slowly and gently sipped it into his mouth under Yu Jian's eager eyes.
"It tastes good."
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