"I have no choice but to go back now. You should think about it." But there is still a way for her to go back. That is to follow Xian Le's instructions to get her fairy kite back. Then she can choose
Leave or stay, there is nothing here that she wants to remember, she will definitely return to the 21st century.
"Third Miss, you are so bad. You gave people hope, but you destroyed them so cruelly, making them despair." Xiaoxiao flattened her mouth and complained.
"It's not that I'm bad, but the world itself is so cruel. There are many things that I didn't expect, but they happened inexplicably." She didn't want to come to this world at all, but she ended up here by accident.
,
She still had to work hard to help Xian Le, but she got no benefits at all. Nangong Nuoer walked along the small stalls. When she came to a stall selling whips, she stopped and her eyes fell on
There is a brown whip, which she has used before, and the color is similar to this one.[
"Girl, do you want to buy whips? These whips are all top quality and made of the best quality materials." When the vendor saw Nangong Nuoer wearing gorgeous clothes, he knew that she was a rich person, and immediately enthusiastically
greet her.
"Well, let me take a look first." Nangong Nuoer reached out to pick up the brown whip. Just when her hand was holding the three parts of the whip, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and held the whip.
the lower part of.
"Girl, I was attracted to this whip first." Nangong Nuoer took the upper part of the whip and pulled it slightly. When she looked up, she saw a woman in green clothes standing in front of her, and her hand was
Holding the soft whip in her hand, she narrowed her eyes and said in a cold tone.
"Who said you fell in love with it first? Our hands fell on the whip at the same time. It should be said that we both fell in love with it at the same time." Seeing how cold her expression was, the girl in green had a look on her face.
Said with a warm smile.
"Boss, tell me, who do you want to sell this whip to?!" Nangong Nuoer didn't bother to argue with her and looked directly at the vendor.
"This..." Seeing the two of them holding the whip one by one, a drop of cold sweat slid down the vendor's face.
