The black-clothed swordsman was about to take the flute over, but Ning Xuemo had already spoken: "How much do you plan to sell this flute?"

The black-clothed swordsman was stunned: "Do you want to buy it?"

Ning Xuemo nodded: "Tell me the selling price, I will buy it if it is appropriate.?     ?     ”

The black-clothed swordsman was simply: "This thing was left by the girl. She promised to pay me 300,000 yuan in processing costs for crystal beads, but she never came again...

Now that the girl has a crush on it and is quite similar to her, it proves that this thing is destined to be with you. In this way, you only need to pay me a processing fee of 300,000 crystal beads."

I didn't expect this person to be so honest!

Ning Xuemo's favor for the black-clothed swordsman suddenly increased, so he took out a silver note of one million crystal beads and handed it over: "The woman owes you 300,000 crystal beads, and she has asked you to wait for so long. In addition, it is difficult for you to find her to live, so I will give you a million crystal beads as compensation."

Millions of crystal beads are enough to live a prosperous life for a long time, so the black-clothed swordsman naturally likes it. He vaguely feels that Ning Xuemo is the reincarnation of the woman, and now he should get her own things back by chance.

So he agreed, and after thanking him for a lot of gratitude, he took over the silver notes of a million crystal beads.

Ning Xuemo put away the Xiao branch, called the swordsman before, and whispered a few words before leaving with Shen Jiuli.

After Ning Xuemo and Shen Jiuli left, the black-clothed swordsman looked at the direction where they disappeared and was still ecstatic.

"Master, you sold the flute. What if that woman really came here?" The Blue-clothed Sword Forging Master is very professional and disagrees with Master's approach.

"She should be her!" The black-clothed swordsman suddenly said, with a very affirmative tone.

"Uh?" The blue-clothed swordsman raised his eyebrows: "But she said you recognized the wrong person, and that little girl is indeed very young and has not high skills. Since the woman could find Moonlight Iron alone that day, she must have a skill above the heavenly level... How could they be the same person?"

"As expected by the teacher, she should be the reincarnation of the woman." The black-clothed swordsman said in a faint tone: "I can't be wrong with the breath of her soul. Now that the flute was bought by her can be considered as the original owner..." He yawned: "Okay, it's getting late, and it's time for me to go back."

"Master, where are you going? Why not just rest here." The Blue-clothed Sword Forging Master was reluctant to leave.

"No need. I have my own place to go." The black-clothed swordsman turned around and strode out.

The blue-clothed swordsman couldn't keep him, and he didn't care. His master had just gotten rich, and he had this million crystal beads. He could buy any mansion he wanted, and would not suffer from wandering anymore. He should have a good rest.

...

The moonlight is sad and the rocks are rugged.

On a rock that stretched out half of the cliff, a man in red was sitting down with his eyes down, as if he was meditating or meditating. The wind blew his red robe like waves, and he had a quiet and charming beauty under the moonlight.

The sound of wind slitting from afar came from the distance, and in the blink of an eye, a man in black ran up.

When he was about to run to the man in red, he stopped and leaned over to salute: "Master!"

The man in red slowly opened his eyes, and his beautiful eyes flashed in the moonlight with an unpredictable light: "What's wrong?" His voice was magnetically gentle, like a gentle gentle gentleman.
Chapter completed!