Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 84 My name is Long Batian

This extremely dark black market is different from places like Linglong Pavilion, and people who are not professionals are not allowed to enter.

Fortunately, Ye Tianhan told her the rules, otherwise she really couldn't find it.

After wandering around for a whole circle, Fusang became excited when she saw the fire-type materials, causing her to spend a lot of spiritual jade in vain, but she didn't even see the shadow of what she was looking for.

The more Yue Qingmo walked around, the more frustrated she became, and finally waved her hand helplessly, "I don't buy it, I don't buy it, I call it a day and go home."

"Look, look." Fusang suddenly called out, "Look over there."

"No, no money."

"No, there are pens for sale."

"What?"

"There are cleaning pens for sale."

Hearing the words Xitianbi, Yue Qingmo subconsciously turned her head to look.

On the dirty floor, there was actually a pen.The whole body is emerald green and crystal clear.It looks similar to a brush, but the tip of the brush is a sharp blade, isn't it just a brush for washing the sky?

And this...why does it look so familiar?
Hold the grass, this is the pen that was used by grandpa during his lifetime.

"How much is this money?" Yue Qingmo was shocked, walked over directly, and asked straight to the point.

The people behind the stall didn't raise their heads, "30 high-grade Lingyu."

Grandpa's Xitian brush is the best, and 30 top-grade Lingyu is actually a price of conscience, Yue Qingmo gritted his teeth, "Okay, I want it."

The man slowly raised his head and glanced at her through the veil, "A craftsman? The one who can engrave inscriptions and formations? The fourth level of the Yellow Realm is a bit low. Wait, the fourth level of the Yellow Realm is still a little girl." , you are not the legendary master of sword dance, are you?"

Who is this person?How to guess right.

Things seem to be going awry.

Yue Qingmo raised her eyebrows, "It's not right for you to sell stolen goods and ask about the origin of the person, brother."

She was recognized in the Xuantian Pavilion wearing a footprint hat before, but the target was too obvious to change the mask, so this guy guessed her identity just by looking at her cultivation.

The man chuckled, "You're still buying stolen goods."

I can't talk today.

Yue Qingmo was speechless, "This is mine, brother."

The man glanced at her from head to toe, and asked uncertainly, "Yue Qingmo?"

"..." Brother, we don't bring such things, are you a detective or a thief?
Seeing that she was speechless, the man continued to ask, "Aren't you a waste? When did you start practicing? Can you refine weapons?"

Yue Qingmo's whole person is not well, neither admitting it nor denying it, "Dare to ask this old man, who are you?"

He took out a broken fan from his waist, and pretended to fan it casually, making his hair messy, "It's easy to say, I am the one who is called the dragon-tyrant-heaven by people in the Xuanling world."

"Your alias is so good."

"I also think, I think your title of trash is also very good."

This brother is so good at chatting, the title of Emperor Lengchang must belong to him.

Yue Qingmo silently took out 30 pieces of top-grade Lingyu from the storage ring, put them in the storage bag and handed them over, "Is the Xitian pen for sale?"

"Not for sale." The guy suspected to be called Long Batian squinted at her, and raised the corner of his mouth slowly, "But... we can make friends, how about seeing you off?"

Although he was dressed in tatters, but with such a charming smile, he was really handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary demeanor.

Said that he was an ordinary thief, Yue Qingmo herself didn't believe it.

"As for me, I don't like to beat around the bush."

"Actually, I don't like it either." Long Batian handed the fan in front of her, "Do you see anything?"

Yue Qingmo glanced at it and found that it was a broken spirit weapon, but she deliberately pretended to be stupid, "Lord, a fourth-grade spirit weapon."

Long Batian took it for granted, "Aren't you a sword dancer? Yun Luoshang can do it, and the fourth-grade spiritual weapon is not a problem, right?"

(End of this chapter)