Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 136 Not enough, I have to add money
The crying little boy with snot and tears all over his face was the one who just grabbed Ning Zhao's sleeve and asked her to buy flowers.

The group of monks dressed in white are also very familiar. The man headed by a white jade crown wears a fish-shaped ring on his waist. On the left side of the belt is a small knife studded with gems, and on the right is a silk storage bag. , Ye Ran is like a god-man.

It was Ye Tianhe, No.1 of the Spirit Sword Sect.

It's just a little strange that Ning Zhao doesn't know any of the white-clothed disciples behind him, and they don't feel familiar at all.

Mo Yiyi, Ning Yan and others were also not seen.

Ning Zhao lowered his eyes and returned to the mutton soup in front of him.

The farce still didn't stop, the middle-aged man saw the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect draw their swords, guessed their identities, and became even more arrogant.

He knelt down on the ground with a thud, leaning towards the sword with all his strength, as if he was afraid that the sword would not be able to pierce him, but he still yelled: "Help, shark people, Spirit Sword, the head of the five major sects of Zhongzhou Forest City!" Sent disciple Sharkman!"

Some ordinary people who didn't know it hurriedly ran around with their heads in their arms, and the chaos was like a pot of porridge.Well, a pot of gruel, so muddled that it burns your mouth.

Ye Tianhe pressed his temple twice with a headache, he let out a long breath, looked sideways at the disciple holding the long sword beside him, and said softly: "Junior brother, put away the sword."

The pale-faced disciple looked at Ye Tianhe puzzledly, "Senior brother!"

Ye Tianhe repeated again, "Retract the sword."

The white-faced disciple closed the scabbard with a bang, stared at the middle-aged man who was still prostrate on the ground in front of him, and stopped talking.

The girl in pink skirt standing beside Ye Tianhe stomped her feet and said angrily: "It is said in ancient books that the people of Lancheng are mostly greedy, delicious and shameless people. I didn't believe it before, but now I can see it."

"One or two of you, what are you pretending to be lying on the ground! I haven't touched a single hair of you, it's really shameless!"

"Pearl."

Ye Tianhe snorted, the girl in the pink skirt gritted her molars, and continued to curse: "Don't think that I dare not beat you because you are ordinary people without cultivation. The Spirit Sword Sect is a generous and kind-hearted sect. Don't bully ordinary people. I, Mingzhu, am not a member of the Spirit Sword Sect. Besides, you are not ordinary people with your treacherous and cunning appearance. I will fight, I will fight!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she took off the long whip wrapped around her waist, intending to hit the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren in front of her.

It's just that the whip still couldn't swing out in the end.

Ye Tianhe stretched out his hand to hold it.

As the eldest lady of the Ming family, Mingzhu naturally uses non-common things.This whip is made of snake bones and has nine sections in total, so it is called the nine-section whip. There are sharp thorns at the alternation of each section on the nine-section whip.

Mingzhu didn't react, and subconsciously pulled the nine-section whip, which made Ye Tianhe's hands feel the taste of flesh and blood.

The white-clothed disciple behind him snorted, "Senior Brother Ye! Your hand..."

Mingzhu quickly reacted, threw away the nine-jointed whip in her hand, and saw Ye Tianhe's bloody palm, tears like broken beads, scrambling to fall.

"Brother Tianhe, I... I didn't do it on purpose."

At this moment, Ye Tianhe was not in the mood to listen to what the eldest lady of the Ming family said about herself. He raised his eyes to look at the stunned middle-aged man, and said softly: "Mingzhu is not a liar. It was a misunderstanding that she fell to the ground just now. .”

The middle-aged man raised his head, glanced at Ye Tianhe's bloody palm, and swallowed hard.

Middle-aged man: shivering.jpg
No, you are so ruthless that you even beat your own people, you can do whatever you say.

This porcelain doesn't have to be touched.

"Yes, yes, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"My lady, it's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding! Wake up, wake up, mother."

He hurriedly pushed the "unconscious" old woman lying on the ground with her eyes closed, pulled her up, then stretched out his hand to grab the little boy beside him, and hurriedly walked into the crowd.

Ye Tianhe: ...

Pearl: ...

The disciple in white behind the two: ...

Mingzhu spat hard at the backs of the three of them, pouted and looked at Ye Tianhe, and said, "I just said, I'm innocent, I didn't do anything!"

"Brother Tianhe, you still don't believe me!"

Ye Tianhe: I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry.

The words can be said later, if the wound is not bandaged, the blood will dry up.

Some of the disciples behind him gave Ye Tianhe pills, some stuffed him with a white towel to wipe his sweat, and some bandaged his wounds.

However, Mingzhu, the real fiancee, couldn't get involved in anything, and Ye Tianhe ignored her, so she could only stomp her feet angrily, pouted her mouth and stopped talking.

A farce finally came to an end, and the people of Lancheng who were eating melons and watching the show dispersed one after another.

Ye Tianhe saw a whole three-story building at a glance, and the Lancheng Inn was taller than other buildings at first glance. He stepped up and walked inside with the disciples behind him.

Ning Zhao and the others had eaten enough and watched the excitement, and they also walked to the Lancheng Inn.

As soon as the four of them stepped into the door of the Lancheng Inn, they heard a delicate voice coming from far and near to their ears, "No, I'm going to live in a Tianzihao room. Dad can say it, as Ming Young miss, you have to pick the best one when you go out!"

"However, our... Our inn is small, and there are no sky-size rooms anymore, only ground-level rooms are left."

"Brother Tianhe, shall we change to another inn?"

Mingzhu hugged Ye Tianhe's arm with both hands, blinked her big eyes, looking pitiful.

The waiter in the shop wiped the table brightly with the rag in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, and then explained: "That... Lancheng is small, and currently there is only my inn."

Mingzhu: Heartbreak only lasts for a moment...

The waiter saw Ning Zhao and the others enter the door, he waved his hands familiarly, and said, "Miss Xiaohe, is the Tianzihao room comfortable?"

These words really created a wave of hatred for Ning Zhao and the others.

The four of them could only feel that the fiery gazes on their bodies followed one after another without any decrease.

She rolled her eyes, and said again: "That's easy, you let this... what is this called, Xiaohe's person, give me her Tianzihao room!"

Xuan Xiang almost blurted out "Why".

The waiter wiped his hands on the rag, and looked at Ning Zhao hesitantly, "Whether you are willing to let it out depends on Miss Xiaohe herself. Miss Xiaohe has already paid for it. This Tianzizi room belongs to her for the time being. Come on."

Mingzhu didn't look directly at Ning Zhao, she took out a bag of Lingshi from the storage bag, and said coldly: "I don't care if you are a man or a woman, I want to book this Tianzizi room, you open it!" Let's make a price."

"Ten high-grade spirit stones, is that enough?"

When Xuanxiang and Zhizhi heard "ten high-grade spirit stones", their eyeballs were about to fall out, and both of them fixed their eyes on the bag in Mingzhu's hand, their eyes full of longing.

Ning Profiteer Zhao shook his head, sighed softly, and said, "This is the only sky-brand house in Lancheng, how could I be willing to exchange it with ten high-grade spirit stones?"

It means that it is not enough, you have to add more money!
　Sorry babies, I am too sleepy QAQ, there is still one chapter left, I will change it tomorrow, the previous chapters are all corrected and you can read it.

　　
　
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