The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Chapter 3382: The leader's little ancestor who wears books 29

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What the old man said was quite resolute, without the slightest compromise.

Luo Liyan herself was just looking at it, and hearing his pedantic words, she couldn't help being a little more interested.

She let go of Shangguan Zizhuo's hand, and she squatted in front of the booth.

The man who was let go by her frowned tightly.

Looking at his big empty palm, he felt a bit of inexplicable loss in his heart.

But he was soon overwhelmed by him.

"Old man, can you show me this sword?" Luo Liyan asked with a smile.

But before the old man could say anything, the big man next to him roared.

"Where did the little girl's film come from? Don't you know what it means to come first, first served? I'm negotiating with him. Why are you here at this time to join in the fun?"

Before he could finish his words, all the onlookers felt their temperature drop a bit, and a killing intent emerged from the man behind the little girl.

Luo Liyan was afraid that he would go on a killing spree if he didn't agree with each other, so she quickly grabbed his hand.

This made Shangguan Zizhuo's big palm that he wanted to attack froze in an instant, and he had no choice but to give up.

However, this also attracted the attention of the people around him, and more people surrounded him.

"What price are you talking about? Didn't the old man say that 200 taels will not be sold? If you want it, you can make another price! If you don't want to ask, let me see!" Luo Liyan raised her chin and said arrogantly .

"I'm willing to buy such a broken sword for two hundred and two taels because I see him as pitiful. You can look at it if you want. Don't try to be brave at such a young age!" The big man snorted heavily.

Luo Liyan didn't bother to talk to him, and directly pulled out the sword.

The sword body is very bright, but without a trace of coldness and sharpness.

Luo Liyan looked at it twice, then picked up the scabbard again.

The white warm jade is very comfortable to hold in the hand.

Although the gemstones on it are not priceless, they are very clear.

Even if it is knocked down alone, it can be sold for a good price.

Counting a single gemstone, this sword is worth a thousand taels of silver.

What's more, this is an ancient sword, at least six or seven hundred years old.

She looked back at Shangguan Zizhuo, then smiled and raised the sword in her hand.

"Like it?" Shangguan Zizhuo asked.

"Well, I really like this scabbard!" Luo Liyan nodded vigorously.

Cracks appeared in the man's cold eyes, and a faint indulgence flowed out.

He directly took out Zhang Wanliang's bank note from his pocket and handed it to the old man.

Luo Liyan hurriedly turned her head and said to the old man, "We want this sword!"

"thanks, thanks!"

The old man who was grateful to Dade was just about to take the bank note, when there was a scolding sound from behind the crowd.

"You can't sell them this sword!" A man in Jinyue robe walked into the crowd holding the sword.

She glared fiercely at Luo Liyan and Shangguan Zizhuo.

"The leader of the Demon Sect, you are really not afraid of death. Jinzhou City is holding a martial arts conference, and you dare to come in alone."

"What alone, are you blind, didn't you see me?" Luo Liyan stood up from the ground holding the sword.

The old man hastily put the silver bill into his arms.

The man looked at the old man with a fierce look, gritted his teeth and said, "I told you, you can't sell this sword to them! People from the Demon Cult, everyone will be punished if they get it, how can you do business with them? "

"I don't know your so-called decent, or the Devil's Cult, and I'm not from the rivers and lakes!"