Ling Chuxi held the sword in her hand, and she clearly felt that the sword in her hand seemed to be ringing, as if calling her. In the dark, Ling Chuxi felt that she should be the owner of this sword! There is no reason, she just thinks so.
!
"How much does this sword cost?" Ling Chuxi asked lightly.
"Miss, do you want this sword?" The waiter was frightened and disappointed at the same time. He originally thought it was a big deal, but this lady in rich clothes actually wanted a useless sword? What was frightening was that if this lady bought it
If you go back and hurt yourself, what will you do if you come to trouble them? "No, miss, this sword is really unlucky. You'd better go upstairs and choose it. This sword is not suitable for you." Waiter
He comforted me with sincere words.
"Who said I bought it for myself? Can't I buy it and give it to the person I hate? Let him get hurt every day." Ling Chuxi smiled slyly and did not let go of the sword, "If there is anything I can do to myself
I have to bear it, and there is absolutely no way I can return it, let alone come to trouble you. Tell me, how much does this sword cost?"
"Miss, what a brilliant move!" When the waiter heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and flattered her. It turns out that it is like this, so it doesn't matter. This lady is really weird, she actually came up with something like this.
Damage has been incurred. I don’t know who is going to be unlucky, but it’s none of his business. Just sell it for a little money. There’s nothing wrong with telling the shopkeeper that the sword has been refurbished, right?
The waiter thought in his mind. "One tael of silver is enough." The waiter grinned. The price for a scrap sword is pretty good.
"No need to look for it." Ling Yichen threw a silver ingot to the waiter, and there were three or four taels of them at random. The waiter took it with a smile on his face, and immediately gave it a scabbard.
"Okay, let's go." Ling Chuxi took the sword, unsheathed it, and was about to go out.
"Miss, why don't you go up to the second floor and take a look?" the waiter asked in astonishment.
"I want to see if this sword is as unlucky as you say before I decide to patronize you again." Ling Chuxi raised an eyebrow and smiled, "If it is not as unlucky as you say, I will cause trouble for you."
"Ah! Don't worry, don't worry, this sword is definitely bad luck!" The waiter patted his chest and said he was sure.
"Okay, I'll come back if you're sure." Ling Chuxi smiled slightly, stopped talking nonsense, and went out with Changjian and Xiaobai. Ling Yichen followed behind expressionlessly.
After leaving the door, Ling Chuxi happily stroked the sword hanging on her waist. This sword was definitely not simple. This was her intuition.
"Who do you want to give the sword to?" Ling Yichen suddenly asked from the side.
"If I don't give it to anyone, I use it for myself." Ling Chuxi chuckled, "By the way, Ling Yichen, thank you for paying for me. You are such a good person. Good people live a long life."
The corners of Ling Yichen's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned around and walked towards the inn. After walking a few steps, he found that Ling Chuxi had not followed. After he stopped, he turned around and looked at Ling Chuxi expressionlessly.
"Come on, come on. You have a paralyzed face, can't you show more expression? If you keep a straight face all day long, your admirers will not dare to approach you." Ling Chuxi murmured in a low voice, admiring her heart.
I could actually read from Ling Yichen's expressionless face that he was urging me to go back to Shiqu Town together.
Along the way, Ling Chuxi was touching the sword on her waist and couldn't put it down. Ling Yichen kept closing his eyes to rest. When he returned to Shiqu Town, it was already evening. After bidding farewell to Ling Yichen at the inn, Ling Chuxi happily jumped all the way.
Went home.
But as soon as he arrived at the door of his house, the smile on his face froze.
Because she saw two bitches at the door of her home, one was Qin Xiruo and the other was Ling Xiaoting! Who was Ling Xiaoting, the person Ling Chuxi "liked".