peasant girl lucky star

Chapter 264 Remnant Maple Hall

Night falls.

Dozens of people came, and everyone wore an unpredictable mask so that no one could see their faces.

If you look carefully, they are all the same height and shape, as if prepared by shock.

More importantly, there is no breath of life on them, and each of them looks like a living dead.

The veins on the little boy's forehead popped out, didn't they? For this product, the people behind the scenes even called out the dead soldiers, so it can be seen that they are determined to win it.

but--

There was no fear on the boy's face, but a smile on his face.

As the corners of his lips curled up, there were a few rustling sounds, and several men and women appeared within ten steps away from him.

The black-based clothes are extravagantly inlaid with gold threads, and even the mask on the face is made of extremely precious gemstones. Each side can sell for tens of thousands of taels.

Remnant Maple Hall.

The killer organization that has emerged in the past two years.

As soon as the assistant appeared, a few actions made people frightened.

The top five killer organizations in Jianghu were provoked all over the place, and no one could beat Can Fengtang.

In this way, Can Fengtang grabbed business under their noses, and it grew bigger and bigger.

"I, Can Fengtang, want this batch of goods."

A clear female voice rose up, but people couldn't distinguish its tone.

The dead soldiers don't have any breath, they will only follow the master's task, but among them, there must be someone who can control them.

It is not easy to cultivate a dead soldier.

Money, precious medicinal materials, and all the time and energy...

Facing Shang Can Fengtang, they had already suffered losses in the first two times, and they had already lost dozens of dead soldiers.

"You Can Fengtang, do you really want to be our enemy?"

These Canfengtang people are like dogs, every time their goods are escorted, they will be noticed by them.

They checked the people around them over and over again, and killed many people. Among the remaining people, they were completely loyal, but where did the other party get the news from?It was like hell!

"Huh~"

The woman smiled lightly: "Can Fengtang pays attention to customer first, if someone wants these goods, we should be satisfied."

"You—!" One of the dead soldiers slammed his sleeves angrily, "Hmph! Let's go!"

When retreating, the man said to the people in Can Fengtang: "Tell the person who wants this product, if you have the ability to accept it, it depends on whether you have a life!"

The voice fell, and the figure disappeared into the night.

The people in Canfengtang didn't stay too long, they loaded up their goods and moved forward.

The little boy came to the woman sideways and smiled like a dog.

The woman gave him a cool look, turned around and walked away.

The little boy stomped his feet angrily, and the white tiger on his head gloated: Your lord is angry!Brother, you have no fragrance tonight!
The little boy Pia slapped the little tiger: "Smelly brother, I don't like you anymore!"

The little tiger made a beautiful poss in the air, and when it landed again, it had a noble and proud look.

Hmph~ It's like this every time I get angry, and I don't try to change something new.

Eh?why did you leave?Wait a minute, hello!

……

Mochou Mountain.

Mochou Villa.

The pavilions, waterside pavilions, Xiangyu pavilions, and ancient buildings are mixed with some very strange painting styles, but it does not make people feel that they are inconsistent, but they are full of novelty.

On the golden silk wooden couch, the woman was wearing a lotus blue dress with a thousand feathers, with a startled bun on her head, and a rosy cloud butterfly swaying slantingly on her hairpin.

He took off his cloud silk embroidered shoes, leaned loosely on the couch, rested his left hand on his cheek, and held the rhombic gauze fan embroidered with fluttering butterflies in his right hand, flapping it once and for all.The slight wind blows a few strands of hair hanging from the temples, with a playful meaning.

(End of this chapter)