Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Seeing the stunned look of the three people, the coachman was also stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something: "The three are outsiders, our imperial city is very big, and this is just the gate of the Ice and Snow Imperial City, which is still far away from the imperial palace." Well, our currency here is blue shields and purple shields, one purple shield is equal to one thousand blue shields, if the three don’t have it, there’s nothing I can do.”

The three of them were very embarrassed, and Fan Tianluo took out a handful of gold coins and said, "Is this okay?"

The coachman looked at it and shook his head contemptuously, "No, this thing is useless to us at all."

The three of them had no choice but to go aside to discuss.

"I didn't expect that we would become poor when we came here." Fan Tianluo smiled wryly.

"I heard the currency here from the master before, but unfortunately I forgot it." Mu Yu scratched his head, "What should we do now? Why don't we go directly by air? The carriage will take three days, which is too slow."

Mo Xingchen frowned and said: "We haven't seen anyone coming and going in the air until now. I guess there are rules here. If you provoke royal soldiers, it will be troublesome. I always feel that there are strong people like clouds here, and Wang Jie is the only one here." Like Chinese cabbage, holy steps are everywhere, so what about respectable steps?"

Fan Tianluo nodded and said: "We'd better be careful, we're not in a hurry anyway, if we don't have money, we can't move an inch, we still have to get some money first."

"How?" Mu Yu raised her eyebrows, "You don't want to rob, do you?"

"Ahem, cough, am I so tasteless?" Fan Tianluo grinned at Mu Yu.

Mu Yu and Mo Xingchen both laughed, and Fan Tianluo rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go for a while and see if there is any way, I don't believe the three of us can't make money." Sell ​​these two men directly to Goulan Courtyard, hehe.

Seeing the three of them leave, the coachman over there shook his head and sighed, "Hey, I didn't expect there to be three paupers. I'm really unlucky."

The ears of Fan Tianluo and the others were somewhat sensitive, and they almost vomited blood when they heard this, but they walked faster.

"Xiao Luo, why don't we rob the rich and help the poor?" Mo Xingchen said as he walked.

Mu Yu immediately said: "Then do you know who are the bad guys and which are the good guys?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?" Fan Tianluo rolled his eyes.

Mu Yu burst out laughing, and Mo Xingchen said with black hair, "Xiao Luo, you are a woman!"

"Damn, you're all poor now, what kind of women are you? Hurry up!" Fan Tianluo was fast, looking around with her small head, trying to see where she could make money.

The three of them were still walking on the street in style before, but now they are like mice crossing the street, with no money and no momentum.

Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums was heard in front of him, and Fan Tianluo looked overjoyed and said, "Go and have a look."

There was a crossroad ahead, and a corner was full of people, bustling with noise, and there was a strong middle-aged man standing on a wooden stake, beating gongs and drums.

"Fathers and folks, I got off the bus in Hanshan. My daughter is seriously ill and urgently needs money for medical treatment. I hope everyone who has money will give money to the market, and those who don't have money will give personal money. Thank you."

"Then what are you performing!" Some people shouted, seeming to be very interested.

"I don't have any skills, only brute force, and the performance is to be beaten. There are twenty wooden sticks here. If anyone feels a little uncomfortable and wants to vent their anger, then I am your punching bag. One stick and one blue shield. Stop it." After speaking, he clasped his fists at everyone, and took off his shirt, revealing his strong but bruised upper body, some of those bruises were still very fresh, as if he had just been beaten not long ago.

. . .Happy April Fool's Day, everyone, chapter 8 today. . . .