[69 Book Bar - www.] That is not the face of Jin Shining and Yu Wenxuanli who have the same blood aura, it is a bit like blowing up a Shining balloon.
Even if Jin Shanshan is Yuwen Xuanli's son, no matter how much he looks like Yuwen Xuanli, there is still the slightest difference.
This person gave people the impression that he was the golden one after a demon. Although he did not look exactly the same, as if he was carved from the same mold, the overlapping feeling particularly stimulated her outlook on life.
It was very similar to that, similar to the one she saw.
Is it a dream or reality?
Qian Qian feels like he can't tell the difference between reality and dreams. Is all this real or a dream?
"Miss, is there something on your face?" The man glanced at the scroll in his hand and handed it to Qian Qian, "Miss, you want this scroll too?"
Qian Qian came back to his senses and looked at the man's half-smiling face, but he smiled sincerely and with a bit of embarrassment.
"A gentleman will no longer take away people's love."
The man smiled faintly and put the scroll in Qianqian's hand.
"This sentence should be said next, but I let the young lady take the lead. Meeting is fate. I, the magic key, Zui Mo, want to make friends with the young lady. I wonder if the young lady can give me a favor."
Normally, money and money would be so generous that they would give you a toe and tell you to get out of here.
However, when it comes to this person's appearance, he can't tell the difference between money and money.
"Money money."
"I'm not from the desert." Mo Yao Mingjia-Zui Mo said with a faint smile: "From the lady's name, she should be from the Holy Seal Dynasty. Is the lady here for fun?"
You can tell where she is from just one name. Qian Qian is a little suspicious of who this person is.
"Miss, I'm not a bad person. I just had the chance to go to the Holy Seal Dynasty, and I know where people look like this and get their names like this. I just want to get to know the lady, and I have no other intentions."
Qian Qian smiled awkwardly, and when others saw his thoughts, he was really a villain.
"Young Master is laughing." Qian Qian smiled sheepishly.
"If Miss Qianqian doesn't mind, you can call me Zuimo." Moyao Mingja-Zuimo seemed to be chatting with Qianqian with a little familiarity, "Ms. Qianqian, to be honest, I
I feel like an old friend at first sight."
Money can't hold back the enthusiasm of Mo Yao Mingjia Zui Mo. To be honest, she seems to feel like an old friend at first sight for the person in front of her.
When they met for the first time, she felt as if they had known her for a long, long time.
She wondered, did the former owner of this body know this person?
If so, why does Mo Yao Mingya and Zui Mo feel like they just know each other?
"You two, do you still want this scroll? If you want to recognize me, just click here and don't disturb my business."
Qian Qian smiled awkwardly, "I want this painting, I want it."
"Boss, if you do this business, you will lose your money." Moyao Mingja-Zui Mo said in a gentle and elegant manner with a smile on his face.
Qianqian was shocked. If Shining could be like this, he would be so cute.
This kid is not that cute at all if he just gives him a leg up when he has nothing to do.
Jin Shanxian, who was far away in the capital, sneezed lightly and said to himself: Mommy must be thinking about herself.
Mo Yao Mingjia - Zui Mo took out a piece of silver and gave it to the boss who bought the painting. Money Qian wanted to stop him from paying.
After all, I want this painting, so how can I let others pay for it?
"Just think of it as a gift from me." Mokey Mingja-Zuimo said gently with a faint smile.
"How can you be so embarrassed? I have already snatched the painting you asked for."
"How about you treat me to something to eat? It's such a hot day and I'm a little thirsty."
Qian Qian's eyes fell on a group of black-clothed and masked men in the distance beside Mo Yao Ming Ya and Zui Mo, and he withdrew his gaze.
"That's fine, I just want to eat something to relieve my fever."
Arriving at the largest restaurant in the desert, Mo Yao Ming La and Zui Mo took the money and went to the private room by the window. Qian Qian didn't object, so the people of Di Ge could see him doing it anytime and anywhere.
What, this will also reassure you.
We ordered some snacks and tea, and had people play and sing some songs.
Mo Yao Ming La - Zui Mo poured tea to Qian Qian and smiled slightly.
"Miss Qianqian, why don't you open the scroll and take a look?"
Qian Qian was provoked by Mo Yaoming - Zui Mo smiled a little embarrassed, took a sip of tea.
"You can call me Qian Qian..."
Qian Qian said, putting down the cup in his hand, placing the scroll on a blank space on the table, and slowly opened the scroll.
The first thing that was exposed was the skirt skirts of a man and a woman, and then the lower body was slowly exposed, and the jade pendants dropped from the waist. The pair of jade pendants with the pattern of silver blood bats made Qianqian slightly startled.
Qian Qian quickly opened the scroll, and when he saw someone, he was stunned and stunned.
The woman has a smile like a flower, the sun is shining brightly, she is wearing a white fairy skirt with silver crochet edges, she is nestled on the man's left chest, and her eyes are purple.
The man wore a mask that was exactly the same as Di Ge's. His face couldn't be seen clearly, but he had red eyes that looked like a bloody demon. His chest was slightly open, revealing his perfect chest muscles. On those perfect chest muscles, there were silver-blooded bats.
tattoo. And the pattern embroidered on the man's clothes is that of a silver-blooded bat.
There is an inscription on it, my favorite - Yanran!
This woman's name is Yanran, but she has the exact same face as herself.
How is this possible? Are people similar?
She was absolutely certain that the person wearing the same mask as Di Ge was definitely not Di Ge. Although she had never seen Di Ge taking a bath or whether he had tattoos on his chest, she could
I clearly felt that this person was not Di Ge.
Because, Di Ge's eyes are not red, but like the woman named Yanran in the painting, they are purple.
What is going on?
"Qianqian, you are really destined to it, you are so similar to the fairy in the painting. I think I will call you Yanran from now on. This is also evidence that we are friends because of our similarity." Moyao Mingjia - Zui Mo smiled faintly.
He said in a gentle and gentle voice.
Money Qian no longer has the intention of joking, which is too scary.
No matter how you look at it, this is an ancient relic, at least several hundred years old. If she understands the complex history of the desert, she may be able to deduce the true history of this scroll.
In the desert, buying historical relics is not as difficult as in other places.
For everyone, it is normal to buy something that has been around for hundreds of years.