My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Chapter 53 To sell or not

Almost as soon as the room darkened, the long sword clanged out of its sheath, its cold light shining like cold stars.

The girl's strong and beautiful figure is revealed in her middle coat. She has a scabbard in one hand and a long sword in the other. Her speed is so fast that she can only catch an afterimage.

"cut!"

The sword struck down from high in the sky, like the pressure of the moon, it was unstoppable.

click -

The broken white powder is about to scatter bit by bit between the sky and the earth.

Yan Conling had already landed and stood still. He patted the Qiankun bag and collected them all.

The answer hasn't been spelled out yet, how could you let it go like this?

Finally coming back to her senses after being shaken for most of her life, Mrs. Huo looked at her with more respect, "Miss Yan, my grandson..."

"From now on, Second Young Master Huo will no longer be a sickly body that will die young."

Yan Conling took out a white handkerchief and wiped the sword path as usual.

"As for that monk, he is not lame, but has only one head. Madam, please don't believe such hearsay next time."

The fake monk whose skull transformed and prevented the Huo family from asking for help had no hair and no legs or feet under his robe, so he moved strangely, as if he was lame.

Mrs. Huo turned pale after hearing this.

When Mrs. Huo fell into the water, this thing took the opportunity to invade and even be born with the baby.

She must have felt something, so she made those requests on her deathbed.

This thing has been parasitic in Huo Changan's body for many years, trying to regenerate flesh and blood through grafting, which is why he is gradually weakening.

Now that the evil spirits have been removed, the weak symptoms will naturally be cured without treatment.

It's a pity that Huo Changping was buried forever in the cold lake at a young age.

He got the clue in that temple. He doesn't know if it's just to fulfill his wish, or if the man behind the scenes is actually related to the bones at the bottom of the river...

Almost the moment Huo Changan woke up, the white fox stepped heavily on his shoulder and jumped back into Yan Conngling's arms without looking back.

Without wasting a moment, the word disgust is fully expressed.

Mrs. Huo has already seen it, and it is naturally impossible to continue to treat it as an ordinary fox now.

Thinking of the talisman-like white fox just now, and then thinking about the years when her family had been troubled by the situation, she asked passionately, "Miss Yan, can you sell this white fox?"

Yan Conling was stunned for a moment, "Old madam, my white fox doesn't..."

"Five million taels, if Miss Yan thinks it's not enough, you can add more."

If you have less money, you can still make more, but that’s all you have for your grandson.

Huo Changan next to him opened his eyes and saw his grandmother's words of five million taels, and he was frightened out of his wits.

He tried his best to wink underneath, but the old man's eyes were dim and his attention was entirely on Yan Conngling, so he couldn't receive any hints at all.

How many, how many! ? ? ?

Yan Conling's hand holding Bai Hu trembled.

The white money was flying in front of her eyes, making her dizzy.

It wasn't until he lowered his head to look at Qi Xue's fierce eyes upstairs that he calmed down and refused again.

"Old Madam, I won't exchange any amount of money for this spiritual pet. Spiritual pets are about fate. If the second master needs it, I can keep a few more amulets later."

Five million taels! That’s five million taels!

Heartache and bleeding.

Madam Huo stopped forcing her and quickly called for the servants to serve a sumptuous meal.

But Yan Conling didn't stay long. He only drank a few cups of warm wine as a courtesy and then returned to Mrs. He's house without stopping. The delicious goose meat is still boiling with aroma in the pot, surrounded by a circle of soft pancakes, soaking up the rich soup.

It was so late, He Luoyu was already asleep. Mrs. He was still waiting for her. When someone came back, she quickly took off her apron and filled the table with side dishes.

"That's enough, Sister He, there's too much to finish."

Madam He stopped using her chopsticks to pick up the food and said with a smile, "You are still growing at this age, so you should eat more. Being able to eat is always a blessing."

The two chatted over and over again.

Like all elders, they only care about a few issues.

"So you went to Yunshan at such a young age and suffered a lot?"

Pulling out the fox who was still sulking and burying his head in her arms, Yan Conling tore a piece of goose meat and stuffed it into it, "I'm actually quite old. Senior sister was abandoned by her parents when she was still in her infancy. Picked it up and took it back."

Among the Yunshan disciples of their current generation, except for Ning Mingche, who barely had a father, the rest of them together couldn't even make up one pair of parents and one family.

Madam He was furious when she heard this, "How can there be such cruel parents in the world?"

Yan Conling stuffed another chopstick into Bai Hu's hand.

Compared with the human form, this furry and small animal form makes her feel more natural and comfortable to get along with. Lou Qixue is tall, and no matter how beautiful his face is, he can't conceal the aggression unique to adult men...

The more Mrs. He thought about it, the more she became fond of her.

Noticing Yan Conling's coat on her lap, she couldn't help but remind her warmly, "Girl, it's cold at night, so you'd better put on your clothes. Be careful not to catch the cold."

There was a pause in the movements of his hands. For the first time in eighteen years, Yan Conling felt as guilty as a thief. The words rolled on his mouthpiece several times before he came out awkwardly.

"This coat was accidentally stained just now and can't be worn anymore..."

Madam He will believe whatever she says.

"Girl, you're leaving tomorrow, right? I'll just take it and wash it too. Let it dry overnight and you can put it back on."

Saying that, she was about to come over.

Yan Conling quickly waved her hand, "No, no, it's too much trouble for you..."

Are you kidding, she is just thick-skinned, but not shameless.

"What's the trouble?"

Madam He just thought she was embarrassed and rolled up her sleeves enthusiastically.

Oh no!

The girl suddenly stood up, startling her.

"Sister He, I suddenly remembered that there is another very important thing. As for the rest of the matter here, my three senior brothers will come over tomorrow to deal with the aftermath, so I will leave first."

The only thing left is to do some ideological work for those deceived people. When in danger, they should stop doing random things and report to the officials more often, so as not to be deceived again.

This has always been Ning Mingche's scope of work.

He has a suitable image, he is lively and outgoing, and he also has the status of the prince's only son. Most people would be a little more wary of relatives of the emperor.

And the most important thing is that before he entered Yunshan, the great prince gave him only one advice - that he must not let his son get involved in danger.

It is necessary to participate but not to take risks. The master, master and uncle got together, from discussions to bickering to fighting each other, before they finally unified their views and found such a job.

She originally wanted to take it easy, but now...it's better to let the third senior brother do it himself.

There was also a pancake rolled in his hand.

Yan Congling jumped faster than a rabbit, and his back looked like he was running away.

Mrs. He was left confused, feeling distressed and lamenting, "It's really not easy for children nowadays..."

(End of this chapter)