Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 85 I Bought a Pen

The Xuantian Continent directly divides spiritual weapons by grade, but in fact, there are also good and bad grades among the same grade.

Not every craftsman knows inscriptions and formations, and not every craftsman needs a pen to wash the sky.

It turns out that this guy set up a stall here to sell the Tianxi Brush, in order to attract craftsmen who know the goods, he is very scheming.

"Then let me change the subject. Where did you steal this thing from?" Yue Qingmo picked up the pen and twirled it between her fingertips.

It feels warm to the touch, as if it should be held in her hands by nature.

"I stole it from the old man of the Ning family. He looked down on me, so I stole his heaven-cleaning pen." Long Batian smiled and blinked, and said mysteriously, "Actually, I have been to the Ning family a few times. This was stolen by his daughter from the Yue family."

Only Yue Qingmo was left in the Yue family, and he deduced her identity from this.

"Male Gobi..." Yue Qingmo's eyes suddenly lost their warmth.

No wonder the Xitianbi disappeared after Grandpa's death. It turned out that Ning was the thief.But she remembered that Bai Cangxuan's attitude was very vague at that time, and he was probably an accomplice.

OK, that's great.

Grandpa hadn't been buried yet, so he started stealing his things.

At that time, Bai Qingyi said that she spent 30 top-grade spiritual jade for her grandfather's birthday celebration.Now it seems that Lingyu is a fart, and the whole Yue family is about to be moved back to her mother's house by Ning.

"That's the man, grab him." Just as he was angry, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed in with several guards from Xuantian Pavilion, pointing at Long Batian and yelling.

"Damn it, I found it here." He snatched the storage bag from Yue Qingmo's hand, "I sold you the pen, goodbye."

Long Batian's cultivation was obviously very high, she had no strength to resist at all, she just grabbed his sleeve in time, "What are you doing? Tell me clearly."

Seeing that more than a dozen guards had rushed over, he broke free from Yue Qingmo's hand, turned his head and ran, "It's too late, I'll go back and find you. Remember, I am the most handsome dragon-ba-tian in this continent. "

Seeing this, the middle-aged man sent out half of the guards to chase him, and the other half surrounded Yue Qingmo, staring at the pen in her hand, "Are you with that kid?"

Yue Qingmo subconsciously hid the Xitian pen behind her back, "No, I bought his pen."

The middle-aged man saw her cultivation level clearly, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes, he stepped forward to grab it, "This is our master Ning's, please hand it over, girl."

Yue Qingmo easily avoided it with a few turns, and shouted at the top of her voice, "Come here, someone is robbing me."

The Xuantian Pavilion black market is a very well-regulated place, and the money to buy roads is not free.

As soon as she yelled, dozens of guards came out from all directions and surrounded them immediately.

Seeing that it was his own person, he was a little confused.

The middle-aged man waved his hands arrogantly to make them retreat, "What are you doing? This is an order from your lord."

Yue Qingmo dragged Fusang, who had turned into a loudspeaker, to his mouth, and yelled, "Xuantian Pavilion broke the rules, bullied me and snatched my things, come and see."

The horn seemed to be really useful, and the sound spread all over the audience at once.Hundreds of pairs of eyes all looked over at the same time.

The middle-aged man's scalp was numb, and he said fiercely, "What are you looking at? She bought stolen goods."

It's okay not to say, but most people show strong hostility when they say it.

What is the black market? To put it bluntly, it is a place where stolen goods are sold. What is bought and sold is stolen goods. What is going on here to arrest people?

(End of this chapter)