"Ling Luoyu" Pockmarked work movement is stiff, full of pockmarked face, a strange look appeared: "which Ling Luoyu?"
"What else could it be? Isn't that one Ling Luoyu? "
The kitten rolled up his sleeves and kneaded the dough on the chopping board.
But pockmarked was standing there, for a long time, it seemed that she was reacting. She hurried to the kitchen door and looked at Ling Luoyu through the gap in the curtain.
"Is she Ling Luoyu?"
"Yes
"The vanilla hall?"
"It must be!! Uncle pockmarked, you didn't see her. She's beautiful Just because she is so beautiful, it must be the real Ling Luoyu... " The kitten kneaded the dough and grinned with envy. He didn't notice the change of pockmarked expression at all.
"Ling Luoyu Ling Luoyu... "
The pockmarked son bowed his head and muttered, his eyes twinkled.
"If she's really Ling Luoyu, that's good. Maybe things can turn around..."
In the teahouse.
Ling Luoyu's eyes light from the kitchen curtain, looking at the bustle of the street.
That pair of eyes peeped at her for a long time, but still did not mean to take back.
Sit still for a while, also did not see that the eye master comes out, Ling Luoyu quietly rose.
Throwing down a gold coin, she pinched a piece of cake and ate it as she walked out of the teahouse.
Her original intention is to circle around, and then pretend to inadvertently walk to the appearance of the back hall, to see the woman whom Mo xuanchen repeatedly told.
Set the direction of the back hall, she walked slowly towards that direction.
At the moment of leaving the teahouse, Ling Luoyu felt a pair of eyes behind him.
In the teahouse peeping at her eyes, at this time followed out.
Ling Luoyu pretends not to know, and continues to walk, while curiously looking around.
It has to be said that the goods bought and sold in the demon market are much richer than those of other people.
Many herbs and pills are sold outside.
It's just that Ling Luoyu didn't check it by himself. He didn't know whether it was true or not.
She stood at random in front of a weapons booth, took a long sword, aiming at the blade, to see whether it was straight and accurate.
"Oh, how can such a beautiful and charming girl still play with swords?"
Mingled with a trace of indecent smile, Ling Luoyu's back rings, her eyes heart you to shrink, but did not turn around.
"What should I see?"
"Of course, it's about rouge, water powder, clothes and jewelry..."
A young man in blue and silk clothes turned to Ling Luoyu, and his fingertips slid slowly to her fingertips along the edge of the sword.
"Look at these delicate hands. They are white and slippery, and they are so soft as to be boneless. At first glance, they are hands holding silk handkerchief powder. How can you take such dangerous crude benzene?"
Seeing that his hand would caress Ling Luoyu's fingertips without fear, the blade of the sword whirled in the twinkling of an eye, and cut the man's fingers whistling.
"Whoosh!"
The roaring wind made the man's face change. He quickly closed his hand and watched the blade flash past in front of him. The cold sweat suddenly came out.
"You You dare to cut me with a sword... "
"No, I'm trying my sword..."
Ling Luoyu solemnly brandishes the sword blade, whistling has the sound.
"Don't you say I can't play? I'm proving it to you now
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