Chapter 122: Adventures in the Border Town of Doro Kingdom (2)
Mo Xiaohuan didn't seem to hear the stall owner's showoff. She stretched out her hand and picked up an inconspicuous scabbard.
In the past six months, she has traveled around the country, carrying the dagger that once escaped from Yubei Palace.
Although she later returned to the palace, she did not return the dagger to him, and Yu Beiming did not ask her to go back.
The scabbard of the dagger has long been lost.
Although Mo Xiaohuan wrapped the dagger several times before carrying it on her body, the coldness of the dagger was still permeating the body.
Now, Mo Xiaohuan looked at the scabbard in his hand, with a slight smile on his lips.
This scabbard looks very inconspicuous. The shape is simple, but it fits the short knife just right.
"Boss, how much does this scabbard cost?"
When the stall owner saw that Mo Xiaohuan was only interested in the scabbard on his hand, he readily stopped making other sales and made an offer: "Girl, since you like this scabbard, you can take the two taels of silver."
"Thank you very much." Mo Xiaohuan took out two taels of silver and handed it to the boss.
"etc"
Suddenly I remembered a familiar voice behind me
Mo Xiaohuan was shocked. This was clearly Yu Beiming's voice.
Low and deep, with a vague magnetism
But why did he come to Doro's border town?
"girl……"
The owner of the voice seemed to be approaching. Mo Xiaohuan felt anxious and wanted to pretend not to hear it, let alone look back.
No matter whether she heard it wrong or not, she didn't want to, let alone stop at this time.
Get out of here quickly. Mo Xiaohuan kept urging herself in her heart.
“Please wait a moment”
Her voice rose, but she still covered her head and walked forward.
She prayed in her heart: Don't follow me, don't follow me...
In recent times, her state of mind has been extremely calm, but she has never been so nervous. She couldn't help but secretly clenched her fists.
The man in purple robe behind her blocked her way like a gust of wind, with a pair of strong arms stretched out to block her way.
"Wait!" A commanding and polite voice
There was his usual majesty in his tone.
Mo Xiaohuan's heart suffocated, and her heartbeat accelerated for no reason. She had already decided not to have any contact with him, so why did she still feel nervous when she saw him?
Mo Xiaohuan held her breath and had to stop, but she lowered her head and did not look up.
Although she was wearing a special mask on her face, she was not sure whether she would be recognized by the man in front of her.
Even without looking at Yu Beiming, she could still feel his obsidian eyes staring at her.
The scorching gaze seemed to burn a hole in her body
"Are you running away from something in your hurry?"
There was a hint of impatience in Yu Beiming's tone, but he was not ready to blame the person in front of him.
In this market, he could actually see a person who looked very similar to Mo Qinghuan's back.
Just a silhouette from the back made him chase after him like a man possessed, making sure that this silhouette was the person he had been dreaming about.
However, now that he stopped this figure, he was a little disappointed - why was it a man...
For a moment, he was a little embarrassed. He should find a reason to explain his unreasonable impulse.
His sharp gaze swept over the sword hilt in the opponent's hand, and he immediately paid attention.
Yu Beiming stretched out his hand: "I saw this sword hilt just now, and I really liked it when you sold it to me."
Mo Xiaohuan was slightly surprised. He actually followed after taking a fancy to the sword hilt?
Well, given his character, he must get the hilt of the sword.
Mo Xiaohuan deliberately lowered his voice: "Two taels of silver"
She kept her words as short as possible to avoid being caught by him.