The black belly is cute and poisonous: King of Darkness, too fierce!

Chapter 437

Chapter 437

As soon as this statement came out.Liu Yuanbao stared wide-eyed, with a joyful smile on his lips, he popped up from the side and said:

"Daddy, the baby wants that Qianji Transformation in Gu'ange."

Gu Ange?
Sima frowned secretly, when did he know about Gu Ange?This pavilion is well-known in the city, and it is famous all over the world for its master craftsmen, but in fact, it is a communication medium for talented people in the world.

How could he know this.

Although I was puzzled in my heart.Sima An didn't show it, he stroked Liu Yuanbao's forehead lovingly, and said in a warm voice:
"If the baby says he wants it, he will naturally give it to the baby!"

Liu Yuanbao hugged him, and Liu An'an who was on the side was also satisfied. Such a happy scene made people relax.

However, Liu An'an was able to accept the youthfulness revealed by Sima's dark purple eyes when his gaze dropped slightly.

She only knew that there were many strange and exquisite handmade things in Gu'ange, but Liu Yuanbao didn't leave the gate, how could he know about these things?
Can not help but thought-provoking.

Sima An didn't care too much about this issue:

"Then I don't know what gift An An wants?"

Of course she doesn't care about this matter, any gift is fine, of course, she hopes that everyone is safe now, because there will be bad premonitions in her heart from time to time.

"As long as it's from you, how can I not like it?"

With a slight smile, Liu Anan raised the corners of her lips, then pulled the wrinkled little boy into her arms, met his eyes, and asked:
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Liu Yuanbao said in a childish voice:

"Mother, can you tell the baby why you wanted to save Shi Mingyue before?"

Why does he care about these things now?It's been a while.

Liu Yuanbao put on an angry look:

"Obviously my mother knows that Shi Mingyue is a bad person, why should I save this bad person!"

Liu An'an's tone was soft, coaxing him patiently:

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Doesn't the baby want to see a fresh life return to the world?"

He made a small mouthful, then grabbed Sima An's sleeve, looking like an old man:
"But!"

In the end, he pouted his red and tender mouth, unable to utter a word, and walked aside helplessly.

But the thing that puzzled the two of them the most was why the old matter was brought up again now, and Liu Yuanbao did not show any resistance to this matter before.

Coupled with the gift he just proposed, layers of doubts are superimposed together, which makes people think of floating.

Some things are destined not to involve Liu Yuanbao.Sima An couldn't give him a definite answer, so he just lowered his head and rubbed his head:

"Because this is her profession, besides, the historian has already spent a lot of time begging for it, so why not?"

Knowing that he could not get a real answer, Liu Yuanbao sulked and left alone.

But this time, both of them tacitly agreed, and they didn't stop him at all, leaving him sullen all by himself.

Liu An'an's expression froze:
"I'm afraid there are some unclean people in the yard, tell the baby something else."

She just wants her son to grow up in this world well, to be happy and safe like other children, and not to be involved in these troubles.

But some people just don't want to let her do what she wants.

Sima frowned darkly, and a killing intent spread out:
"Of course I will deal with this matter, but it's still hard work for you."

With a slight nod, a warm atmosphere floated around the two of them.Liu An'an held his hand tightly, and said thoughtfully:

"No matter what hardships we have experienced between us, I hope our two sons will be safe and sound."

Then he met his eyes again and smiled lightly.

"Gu Ange, it's not as simple as I imagined, is it?"

Sima An knew that he couldn't hide anything from her, so he had no choice but to tell her:
"That's true. As you found out, there are many craftsmen in Gu'ange. They often sell handicraft tools to outsiders. It seems that they are just gadgets, but in fact these craftsmen have their own secrets."

He whispered:
"In fact, those tools are used as a medium of transaction."

Liu An followed the vine and asked tentatively:
"In other words, these craftsmen actually have other skills. When I buy these crafts, it proves that I have made an agreement with him, and then he wants to cooperate with me, right?"

Could it be that Liu Yuanbao was hinting at the two of them?

One thought here.Liu Anan frowned even more, she absolutely didn't want him to be involved:

"Which master is the Thousand Machine Transformation?"

When it comes to this.Sima snorted softly:
"He doesn't have a name, but people in the world call him Wu Yechang, the world is impermanent, and his mood is also fickle. No one knows what he wants, so his Qianjibian has not been sold yet."

It is unlikely that Liu Yuanbao would know about such a thing linked to Jianghu.

Sima An also added:
"Furthermore, there are not many people who know about Qian Ji Bian now. Wu Ye doesn't like to mix things with martial arts, and he doesn't like to show up. He just put up a sign in Gu Ange."

This makes the description more complicated.

Liu An'an had no choice but to suggest:

"Since this is the case, why don't we go to Gu'an Pavilion and find out."

After all, you have a good grasp of the initiative.Only in this way can it be more convenient for the two of them to plan for the next step.

Sima An also readily agreed.

In Gu An Pavilion.

The attic made of mahogany is extraordinarily delicate. Many craftsmen and masters are grinding and beating the iron, and the crackling sound is endless.

This kind of pavilion seems to be different from what the two of them imagined.

Sima An hadn't been here many times, but he found the shopkeeper in the hidden depths based on his memory.

The shopkeeper's tone was casual:

"I don't know what you two want?"

It's not like hospitality.Liu An'an could easily observe the contempt in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly:
"Thousands of changes, I don't know if it can be sold?"

The shopkeeper frowned, his eyes sank, and he said nervously:
"The two of you really want to change your mind?"

He observed for a while, and found that the two of them had a dignified manner in their conversation, they looked like rich and noble families, and the patterns on the sleeves were for the royal family.

Ever since, the slack just now has disappeared.

The shopkeeper showed a faint smile.

"I can only help the two of you to match up. Whether you can sell it or not depends on Wu Yechang."

(End of this chapter)