The arrogant princess is proud of the world: the prince takes the trick

Chapter 60 The pitch-black sword [2]

These weapons are either studded with large rhinestones, or have ornaments that hinder their moves.

Just as Ye Zi was about to leave in disappointment, a pitch-black sword floated out of the corner of her eyes, and her footsteps stopped.

Leaf walked to another booth.

The stall watcher was an old man with a white beard. When he saw Ye Zi coming, he didn't say hello or take care of Ye Zi. He just watched Erlang lying on a chair with his legs. Know what to put on.

Ye Zi was not surprised, she picked up the only black sword in the whole stall.

This sword is light, but ugly.

Ye Zi tried it and found that the sword was very sharp, her eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Old man, how much is this sword?" Ye Zi held the pitch-black sword and asked the white-bearded old man lying on the chair and dozing.

But no response.

"Old man, how much is this sword?" Ye Zi asked again patiently, but the old man with white beard still didn't respond to her.

"Old man, how much is this sword?"

"Which one is which?" It wasn't until Ye Zi asked for the third time that the white-bearded old man got up quickly and greeted Ye Zi, "Oh, I'm getting old and I tend to get sleepy."

Ye Zi smiled, but did not expose him.

But some people were upset. In front of the weapon booth that Ye Zi went to for the first time, the middle-aged man said in a strange way: "My lord, look at what kind of sword you have in your hand. I sell it better than that old man." It sells much better." He said while pointing to the sword in front of him.

It's really Wang Po selling melons and boasting.

Ye Zi shook her head: "No need, I think this sword is pretty good."

The middle-aged man still didn't give up, and continued to try to smear the old man with black and white beard.

"Young master, you just came to this town, right? Let me tell you, this old man has been selling weapons here for several days, but he hasn't sold just this one..." The middle-aged man People chattered endlessly, blaming Ye Zi for being ignorant of good and evil, so he didn't even buy his sword, but insisted on buying the one that was covered in pitch black.

Ye Zi looked at the middle-aged man with a half-smile.It wasn't until the middle-aged man turned red from being watched that he ran back to his booth in gray to greet other customers.

The world's great wonders.To buy something, you have to listen to other people’s chatter, alas.

"Grandpa, how much is this sword?" Ye Zi asked, weighing the long sword in his hand.

"It's not for sale, it's only given to those who are destined." The white-bearded old man smoothed his beard and replied with a half-smile.

Do not sell?Only given to those who are destined?I seem to have heard this sentence somewhere...

"Ouch." Just as Ye Zi was about to speak, a little boy in very shabby clothes ran over in a panic from a distance and bumped into Ye Zi.

"Little brother, are you alright?" Ye Zi asked, helping the little boy who had fallen to the ground.

But the little boy didn't speak, and wanted to run when he got up.

"Stop! Stop! Stop for me!" Behind him came the shouts of several big men.

"Little bastard!" One of the big men in blue clothes dragged the little boy, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and said viciously, "Dare to steal your uncle's money? See if I don't beat you to death today!"

As he said that, the big man in Tsing Yi raised the wooden stick in his hand high.

Seeing that the wooden stick was about to fall, fear appeared in the little boy's eyes.

Just as the wooden stick kept magnifying in the eyes of the little boy, a tender and slender hand firmly held the wooden stick.

"Who!" The big man in Tsing Yi raised his head and saw Ye Zi looking at him with a half-smile.

"Damn! Let go!" The big man in Tsing Yi clenched the stick tightly, trying to pull the stick out of Ye Zi's hand, but the stick didn't move at all.

The cry of the big man in Tsing Yi attracted many people to watch.

None of them thought that Ye Zi, a seemingly weak young man, would have such great strength.

The big man in Tsing Yi gestured with the corners of his eyes, and the two big men behind him, a big man in black sneaked around behind Ye Zi, raised the wooden stick, and hit the back of Ye Zi's head, while the other big man in brown clothes walked behind Ye Zi. Ye Zi's face, raised the stick, and hit Ye Zi's neck!
Ye Zi snorted coldly, pulled the lying wooden stick over with all her strength, and threw it at the big man in brown clothes who was about to hit her on the neck.

Suddenly, a roundabout kick just hit the mouth of the big man in black who was about to attack her. The big man in black protruded a mouthful of blood on the spot, opened his mouth, and a few teeth fell to the ground.

And because the big man in Tsing Yi was fighting for the stick with Ye Zi, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Uncle, didn't anyone tell you that beating a child is the right way?" Ye Zi smiled.

"Breaking the law?" The three big men were taken aback.

"Oh, by the way, sneak attacks are also immoral—" Ye Zi deliberately elongated her voice, looking at the three big men who fell on the ground and said solemnly.

"Damn it!" The big man in Tsing Yi climbed up from the ground, "Boy! Don't mind my business, get out of here!"

Ye Zi sneered, the person who called himself Lao Tzu before her was not born yet.

"Touch!" Ye Zi punched the big man in Tsing Yi on the face with a fist, so fast that he couldn't even see the people around him clearly, including some people in the world...

"You are so pitiful. It seems that no one has told you that it is bad to speak swear words." Ye Zi looked down at the three big men.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the three big men ran out of the crowd in pain.

"Pa-ta." Suddenly, something fell from the little boy, and the little boy hurriedly wanted to pick it up, but Ye Zi took the first step.

Ye Zi picked it up and saw that it was a sachet with lotus flowers embroidered on it, and there was a stone character on the lotus flower.

This sachet looks familiar, little Linger!

Leaf remembered!She saw a sachet similar to this one on Little Linger's waist, but the bell was shown on it, and this...
"Give it back to me! Give it back to me!" Seeing that his most important thing was in someone else's hands, the little boy rushed towards Ye Zi like crazy, desperately trying to get back the sachet in Ye Zi's hand.

Ye Zi lowered her head in surprise, looking at the little boy who was about ten years old.

"You are a little rock!"

The little boy's crazy actions stopped because of Ye Zi's words.

The little boy also looked at the leaves in surprise.

"Do you know Xiao Ling'er?" Ye Zi looked at the little boy in tattered clothes and disheveled hair in front of him.

"Little Linger! Sister!" The little boy called out!
"Sure enough." Ye Zi looked at the expression of the little boy, and through the hair, he could vaguely see the face that resembled little Ling'er, and he was even more sure that the little boy in front of him was Little Shitou.

"Little Linger? Where is Little Linger?!" The little boy was a little excited!After so many years, he missed his mother and sister so much!Naihe can't go back!

(End of this chapter)