"That's just the head of the family's favor!" Leng Shuangrong said solemnly.
Ping Feipeng's brows suddenly raised, and he said with a fierce look: "It's good that you know! If our family master hadn't looked at you so highly, your Leng family would be nothing."
"Yes... Elder Ping said yes!" Leng Shuangrong's body was shaking unnoticed, and it was completely obvious that Leng Shuangrong was having a hard time enduring this tone.
"Okay! This elder is going to practice. Don't let anyone disturb me again. Otherwise, I won't even give you Leng Shuangrong's face!" After making a fuss, Ping Feipeng dropped a harsh word with satisfaction and turned around to enter. room.
"Grandma!" Leng Yuecui was almost furious at this time, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
Leng Shuangrong couldn't help but let out a sigh. She seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, with deep sadness and anger in her face and eyes.
"Stop talking, take Xiaoyu and Xiaocui down and recuperate."
"But… "
Leng Yuecui wanted to say more, but Leng Yongsi walked up to her, winked at her, and said, "Sister, it's important to heal Xiaoyu and Xiaocui!"
Hearing what Leng Yongsi said, Leng Yuecui gritted her teeth and ordered people to carry Xiaoyu and Xiaocui back.
Xiaoyu's injury was okay, she just received a slap and it would not be life-threatening. However, the redness and swelling on the face lasted for less than ten and a half months, and I was afraid it would not go away.
Xiao Cui was much worse. There were injuries all over her body, even her internal organs. Leng Yuecui called all the masters of the Leng family over and took turns delivering Qi to heal Xiao Cui's injuries. This was so embarrassing. Xiaocui's life was saved. But if you want to get completely better, it will take more than a year at least. And even if it heals, it will leave irreversible disabilities, and it is likely that you will never be able to stand up again.
Looking at the dying Xiaocui, Leng Yuecui's tears never stopped.
"Sister, people say that our Leng family has endless glory, but who knew that we would have to suffer such useless treatment every day! I... I was almost suffocated to death!" Leng Yuecui squeezed her pink fist tightly and hit her hard. On the wall, blood suddenly poured out.
"Silly girl, what are you doing?" Leng Yongsi felt distressed and quickly brought gauze to wrap Leng Yuecui carefully.
"The Heike! Sister, one day, I will definitely destroy the Heike!"
Leng Yongsi was only busy bandaging Leng Yuecui and didn't take Leng Yuecui's words to heart.
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Juntian Pawnshop is the largest pawnshop in the entire Yunzhong City and the entire Qingyun Empire. The national master's industry brings countless wealth to the national master every year. It is definitely a chicken that can lay golden eggs and be highly productive.
"Miss, you have already seen all the swords we have here. Isn't there one that satisfies you?" The young man in the pawn shop frowned and looked at the woman who was playing with the long swords in front of him.
This woman was about twenty-five or six years old, mature and charming, like a peach, with every part of her body exuding temptation. The boy at the pawn shop squinted his eyes, wishing that his gaze could tear the woman's clothes off and tear them into pieces.
Most people who practice martial arts are generous and have a relatively low regard for money. They have never had the concept of saving, so they often face difficulties. What should I do if I am short of money? In desperation, I have to take my personal weapons to a pawn shop. Although he is reluctant to give up, facing the dilemma of killing a heroic man for a penny, it is appropriate to be reluctant to give up. Over time, the pawn shop has accumulated a lot of weapons, which can even keep up with the upright sword shop.
Moreover, when choosing a sword in a pawn shop, you may successfully pick up a high-quality sword.
After all, pawn shops are no better than professional sword shops, and they are not very firm about the quality of swords. Furthermore, when swords are collected in pawn shops, the prices are often kept very low, and when they are sold, the prices are also lower than those in sword shops. Much cheaper.
The woman who chose the sword was obviously a little disappointed, and her beautiful eyebrows were bunched up.
"Are they all here?"
"They're all here! Miss, what kind of sword do you want? The quality of these swords is already very high." Probably because of the beauty of this woman, the pawn shop boy asked one more question. If it were anyone else, he would have been coaxed out by now.
"I… "
Just as the woman was about to speak, Wandong walked in, holding a sword wrapped in rags at his waist. He looked a little shabby. There was no way, in Xuantian Mingshen's memory, there was the sword-making technique, but there was no 'sword scabbard-making technique', so he could only make do with it.
Seeing that Wandong was young and the sword in his hand was so shabby, the pawnbroker's face immediately turned ugly. Disdain and contempt were almost engraved into his flesh. He obviously regarded Wandong as one of those down-and-out warriors.
At the same time, this can also be regarded as a strategy of the pawnshop, to despise you mentally and attack you, so that the pawnshop can get the treasure in your hands at the lowest price.
"Hey, hey, hey, do you understand the rules? Are you barging in without even looking?" the pawn shop boy yelled at Wan Dong.
Wandong was slightly stunned and asked, "Rules? What rules?"
What are the rules when opening the door for business? This was just a random outburst of a pawn shop boy.
It’s not entirely the fault of my young man. He was having sex with a beautiful woman here, and you, Wandong, lowered your head and rushed in, disrupting their good affairs. Of course, they didn’t have a good face or words.
"Boy, do you know where this place is?" the pawn shop boy asked Wandong arrogantly. In front of a goddess, even a loser has to put on a good show, let alone this pawn shop boy. You know, he works for the National Master, so he is very arrogant!
"Juntian Pawnshop!" Wan Dong smiled bitterly. He really didn't want to argue with this little guy.
"Hmph! Since you know this is Juntian Pawn Shop, you should also understand that ours is not a garbage recycling station!"
Wandong nodded, "Understood, what next?"
The pawn shop boy rolled his eyes. It seemed that the boy in front of him was not only down and out, but also had trouble with his brain. Then what? Then get lost! you still need to ask
"Gungungun, take your rags and leave immediately. Don't bother me here!" The pawnshop boy felt that if he continued to talk to Wandong, he would be in danger of lowering his IQ, so he waved his hands repeatedly, as if to shoo away flies. said.
Wan Dong smiled bitterly and said, "Little brother, you didn't even look at it, how did you know I was a piece of junk?"
"Do you still need to watch? Let me tell you, observing words and deeds is just an entry-level skill in our profession. I have seen people like you a lot. Taking some scraps of metal is just like cheating our Juntian pawnshop. Qian, do you really think we are fools?”
The pawn shop boy didn't want to be so verbose with Wandong, but the impatience on his face became more and more obvious! (To be continued)