Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 1189 City of Death ([-])
The person who came was a young girl, wearing a purple veil dress that wrapped her breasts. She had a graceful figure, exquisite curves, and exquisite and picturesque features. Unfortunately, the make-up was so smooth that it lost the original purity.

The girl's eyes were narrow and bright, but the arrogance and contempt in her eyes couldn't be hidden, and there was a noble aura about her.

"Shopkeeper, you're talking nonsense here again, be careful of causing trouble." The girl gave the shopkeeper a light look, Shi Shiran walked into the store, and then her eyes flicked over the weapons and materials displayed in the store one by one.

Long Qingyue only glanced at the young girl when she entered the door, and then looked away. Seeing the look of fear on the shopkeeper's face, she knew that the young girl's status must be good.

Qin Lieyan kept his face sideways, without even looking at the girl, his gaze was always on Long Qingyue's face, his gaze was gentle.

Long Qingyue learned that she could no longer get news from the shopkeeper, so she was about to pick some more materials at random, and then left, when suddenly her eyes were suffocated, and she landed on a dark thing in the innermost corner of the shelf.

The breath above that is a bit weird.

Long Qingyue walked over, picked up the black thing, weighed it in her hands, and found that it was actually very light!With a slight movement of the finger in the sleeve, it condensed into a transparent gang sword, stabbing something in his hand, but it couldn't pierce it, as if it hit something and was bounced back.

Narrowing his eyes, he put the black thing back calmly.

Because Long Qingyue's back was facing the shopkeeper and the girl, her movements were unknown to both of them except Qin Lieyan.

Immediately, Long Qingyue picked up a silver iron-like object next to her and asked, "Shopkeeper, is this a silver meteorite?"

The shopkeeper raised his head when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Yes, it is the silver meteorite. There is only one piece in this shop. Although there is only such a small piece, it is enough to make a dagger. The silver meteorite is not only hard, but also very sharp. It is the best choice for making weapons. The superior material is relatively rare."

Long Qingyue nodded, indeed,

"Do you like it? Why don't you buy it and make a dagger for fun." Qin Lieyan smiled slightly.

"How do you sell this silver meteorite?" Long Qingyue asked.

"5000 million piss," said the shopkeeper.

"It's so expensive..." Long Qingyue frowned slightly. Before she could finish speaking, a slender and fair hand suddenly came in, trying to snatch the silver meteorite from her hand. With a twist of her wrist, Long Qingyue avoided it. Looking up at the girl's outstretched hand, there was a bit of sternness between her brows and eyes.

The girl was taken aback, as if intimidated by Long Qingyue's aura, after a few seconds of reaction, she couldn't help being slightly annoyed, and sneered, "A person who can't even get 5000 million bis, dare to visit the material store? What a joke."

After finishing speaking, she put her hands behind her back and said with a proud face of disdain: "Shopkeeper, I want this silver meteorite, wrap it up for me."

There was even a three-point command in his tone.

The shopkeeper's face froze, he looked up at Long Qingyue, he looked embarrassed, but he still said to Long Qingyue: "This girl..."

Long Qingyue ignored the shopkeeper, but looked at the girl, with a sneer of disapproval on her lips, "This silver meteorite is obviously the one that I set my sights on first, don't you understand the principle of first come first come first?"

"Don't buy materials if you can't afford it. It's shameful." The girl looked contemptuous, "I'm going to order this silver meteorite! It just so happens that Miss Ben still needs a dagger."

(End of this chapter)