Chapter Twenty-Eighth Throw Eight Thousand Six Hundred Gold 【For Collection】

The twenty-eighth chapter throws eight thousand six hundred gold "for collection".

At this time, Lu Shaoyou also stared at the figure who spoke to this figure. This is a very beautiful woman, about the same age as Lu Wushuang, with condensed white jade-like skin and a beautiful appearance.

Under the brocade robe, Ana's body curves are outlined, and she looks charming, mature and charming. Compared with Lu Wushuang, this woman is more surnamed and fuller, especially this woman At this moment, there seemed to be a trace of anger, the corners of his mouth were raised, and the plump lips had a fragrant and rosy aura. Under this anger, it was like a provocation for male surnames.

Lu Shaoyou was stunned for a moment. Although this woman is not the kind of person who looks like a dazzling fish and a geese, but the degree of her surname sense makes all men pay more attention, and it will also make all men, Involuntarily yy in my heart, this kind of woman, at first glance, seems to exist exclusively for men.

Lu Shaoyou couldn't help but glance at it, especially the woman's legs, although they were not very tall and slender, but they looked like a snake with a round and soft fluttering, full moon-like **, quite unusual. Gao Qiao, with her plump snowy peaks and mountains, formed the deadliest temptation.

"Evil." Lu Shaoyou secretly said, this woman is only 10 years old. I didn't expect to be able to be a monster to such a level. This is definitely a woman of stunner level. Can't stop it.

Looking at the back of this woman, there is a young man in Chinese clothes, about twenty-two or three years old, tall and thin, with fair appearance, but he is a bit handsome, but to Lu Shaoyou's feeling, this man looks like a soft-hearted man. rice face.

"Yang Man, I liked this sword, and I want it." At this time, Lu Wushuang saw the woman, his expression sank slightly, and the two women seemed to have known each other for a long time.

"You liked it, but you haven't bought it yet. I'll buy it first. I want this sword, so you can choose another one." The charming woman called Yang Man said, with a hint of expression in her eyes. The cold eyes seemed to be able to embarrass Lu Wushuang.

"This sword is in my hand, so of course I want it." Lu Wushuang said.

"Miss Wushuang actually likes this sword, so let's see who pays the highest price. This sword seems to be one hundred and sixty gold coins, so I'll pay two hundred gold coins." He stepped forward and said, but his eyes were always on Lu Wushuang's body, without any good eyes.

"Wang Liang, as much as you like, I don't want this sword anymore." Lu Wushuang stared at the young man in Chinese clothes and gritted his teeth.

"Miss Lu, Miss Yang, Young Master Wang, it's you, you didn't say hello, you didn't say hello." A voice came, and Lu Shaoyou didn't need to look back to know that it was Deacon Wu of Baomen that day.

When the words fell, Deacon Wu had already bent down to the side of the crowd. When he saw Lu Shaoyou, Deacon Wu just said hello without showing any trace, and then didn't take a second look.

"Deacon Wu, you came just in time, hold this sword for me, I want it," said Wang Liang.

"This..." Deacon Wu looked at the crowd. Everything just now seemed to be in his eyes, and he didn't seem to know what to do for a while.

"Short you, let's go." Lu Wushuang said softly, put down the sword in his hand on the counter, looked at the long sword with disappointment in his eyes, but he seemed to be caring and didn't want to talk to Wang Liang and Yang Man. The two fight.

"Lu Wushuang, it's good that you are interested, you want to fight with me, dream, you won me last time, and you will never have a chance again." Yang Man chuckled, and suddenly became complacent, then glanced at Lu Shaoyou, Said: "Isn't this the useless young master of your Lu family, a Lu family's adopted daughter, a Lu family waste wood, really a perfect match."

"Yang Man, what did you say?" Lu Wushuang blushed suddenly, watching Yang Man and shouting.

"What did I say, am I wrong, a Lu family's adopted daughter, a Lu family's waste wood, hum." Yang Man snorted coldly.

"Do you also like the Lu family's affairs? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, Miss Yang, don't you like this sword, then take your cheapness and go away, no matter how cheap you are, we will also I won't care about you." Lu Shaoyou stepped forward slightly, picked up the ordinary long sword that Lu Wu had put down in his hands, and then threw it at Yang Man, saying softly, "It's so cheap, it's so cheap."

"Boy, what do you mean, you dare to scold me." Yang Man involuntarily took the long sword thrown by Lu Shaoyou, and when he came back to his senses, he was very angry. It's so heavy that anyone can hear the voiceover.

"Why did I scold you." Lu Shaoyou stared at Yang Man, and the indifferent expression that was not easy to be taken care of, suddenly filled with coldness.

"You say I'm cheap..." Yang Man's voice fell, and he stopped suddenly, only to realize that he was fooled, and even more glared at Lu Shaoyou, but staring at Lu Shaoyou, he involuntarily avoided it.

"Isn't the sword in your hand, take your idiot and go home." Lu Shaoyou said softly, then pointed to a blue long sword behind the counter and said to Deacon Wu beside him: "I want that blue moon sword. Now, count it on my account."

"Yes, Young Master Lu." Deacon Wu didn't say much, but quickly picked up the cyan sword hanging on the wall and handed it to Lu Shaoyou. On the wall on which the cyan sword was hung, there were a few words: cyan The Moon Sword, which is refined with thousand-year-old fine stones, is priced at 8,600 gold coins.

And the sword that Lu Wushuang looked at just now was made by Lingshi with a hundred years of cold iron, and the price was only one hundred and sixty gold coins. The difference between the two was more than fifty times.

"Sister Wushuang, this is for you, that broken sword is not worthy of you." Lu Shaoyou handed the Qingyun sword in his hand to Lu Wushuang.

Seeing this scene, Wang Liang and Yang Man's faces suddenly became ugly. They naturally saw the price of the Qingyun sword. If they were to say a few hundred gold coins, or thousands of gold coins, they could still afford it. , but these 8,600 gold coins are absolutely beyond their means.

Lu Wushuang also looked surprised. She had seen this sword for a long time, but because of the price, she couldn't afford it. In Qingyun Town, there were absolutely few people who were willing to buy this sword. Some were also the heads of major families. , but the heads of various ethnic groups in Qingyun Town, I am afraid that no one is willing to buy it. Eight thousand six hundred gold coins is definitely a large amount.

And for their younger generation, who can't afford that, even though he is one of the most favored juniors of the Lu family, the gold coins that Lu Wushuang can usually use will not exceed 300 gold coins. It was already a large sum, and that was the wages of six hundred servants a year.

"Shaoyou, forget it, let's go back." Lu Wushuang stared at Lu Shaoyou, this blue moon sword, she didn't like it, it was fake, as a warrior, there is no reason not to love weapons, not to mention, she cultivated , is also a sword skill in martial arts. I like this Qingyue sword even more. It is made by spirit spirits. In Qingyun Town, it is absolutely possible to have weapons refined by spirit spirits. Not many people.

"Sister Wushuang, take it." Lu Shaoyou handed the Qingyue Sword to Lu Wushuang, then turned around and said to Deacon Wu, "Deacon Wu, can I settle this account in a few days?"

"No problem, Young Master Lu can come anytime." Deacon Wu replied.

"Sister Wushuang, let's go." Lu Shaoyou was satisfied, but he was also a little nervous just now, 8,600 gold coins, if Baomen didn't want to give him credit this day, then his face would be thrown at his grandma's house.

"Two updates today, because I have to organize the outline of the book and upload it at night, so I don't have time to code. This book Xiao Yu is very attentive, so Xiao Yu will write it carefully. There are a lot of Yu, here, Xiao Yu is grateful to the brothers.”