Chapter 532: Jing Xiaolou

New Andang.
Li Yao handed a sword to the shopkeeper.
As soon as the shopkeeper got the sword, his eyes lit up.
He is also an expert, and naturally sees that this sword is a unique sword.
The sword is made of non-gold and non-stone. Although the shape is clumsy and ordinary, the sword body is faintly trembling.
Moreover, above the sword body, there was a strong killing air.
Obviously, this is a rare sword.
Is probably a priceless treasure!
He didn't expect that he would be excited to see this peerless treasure today.
However, his face was very calm.
Even disdain, shaking his head again and again, accompanied by a long sigh.
It seems that the long sword before him is a worthless broken sword.
For a long time, he finally said: "Are you going to live or die?"
Dangdang is also called absolute, which refers to the behavior that the householder neither redeems the shop nor continues to act.
Once the pawnee chooses to die, the rights and obligations between the two parties are completely lifted, and the items are no longer owned by the shop, but by the store.
Living Dang is just the opposite of Death Dang. Pawn items can be redeemed, but they can receive less money and spend more processing fees.
"How much does it cost to live, how much does it cost to die?"
Asked Li Yao.
The shopkeeper pondered for a moment and said:
"The sword is of ordinary material, not sharp, and worth few dollars."
"Well, it's not easy for me to see you come over at night. If you are going to die, I will collect this sword with a dozen pieces of silver."
"If you are alive, you can only give you a silver or two. Within ten days, you must redeem it. If it exceeds the deadline, you will be charged one or two handling fees every day."
Xiao Bai heard the words from the shopkeeper and immediately raised her eyebrows, saying, "I said that you, the shopkeeper, are too dark. We are a sword. You can buy more than ten such broken shops. Twelve silver coins? "
Xiaobai is not saying anything.
Because Li Yao brought out the original Zhuxian sword.
The power of this Zhuxian sword is enough to destroy a city, even a country.
Is simply a priceless treasure among priceless treasures.
Even if the shopkeeper didn't know the origin of Zhu Xianjian, but he only gave money to the death of twelve, this heart is not ordinary black!
As the shopkeeper was preparing to speak, suddenly, a voice rang behind Li Yao ’s party:
"I will give you 100,000 gold and buy your sword."
Li Yao and others turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a beard and dregs coming over.
This man's long black hair shawl, with a deep and melancholic gaze, calm but not bottomed, seems to see everything in the world.
As soon as this person appeared, Li Yao and Xiaobai looked at each other, and they were surprised to see each other.
However, they didn't show anything on their faces, but nodded slightly, and secretly handed each other a look, but their faces remained silent.
"Oh, you fancy my sword?"
Li Yao said lightly.
"Good!"
The middle-aged man nodded and asked, "Is that sword able to hold my palm?"
"of course can!"
Li Yao smiled softly, and with his right hand, he grasped the Zhuxianjian tightly in the hands of the shopkeeper, and then flew out, suspended in midair.
The shopkeeper froze on the spot, and it took a while to react.
At the same time, he also knew that he had met a master!
Li Yao cited it from his right hand, and saw Zhu Xianjian suspended in mid-air, and he flew towards the middle-aged man with a bang.
The middle-aged man's right hand danced a few times in the air, then he controlled the flying Zhuxianjian and slowly fell on his hands.
Li Yao and Xiaobai looked at each other again.
This middle-aged man was able to control Zhuxianjian, which shows that this person's cultivation is not shallow.
"Good sword! Good sword! Good sword!"
Middle-aged people even say three 'good swords'.
Afterwards, he said again: "Xiongtai, such a good sword, you are willing to deserve it?"
"Do you look like I am a person who lacks money?"
Li Yao smiled faintly.
Said, he cited it with his right hand, and with a loud noise, he flew from the middle-aged man's hand to his hand.
"So you are just kidding with the shopkeeper!"
Middle-aged man's face is calm and authentic.
"I want to try to see how dark this shopkeeper's heart is!"
Li Yao said.
The shopkeeper sitting inside the counter had a black face and looked very embarrassed.
"It turns out so!"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, then clenched his fists and said: "My name is Wuhuan, I do n’t know how Xitai is called?"
"Li Yao!"
Li Yao also clenched his fists.
After a few words with Wuhuan Han, Li Yao turned his eyes to the shopkeeper and asked, "The shopkeeper, is your Shaodong family present?"
"Your Excellency has something to do with me?"
A man's voice came from outside the shop.
Soon, a very handsome young man came in.
This man is about twenty years old, wearing an olive-green dress, his eyes gleaming.
"You are Jing Xiaolou?"
Li Yao looked up and down.
"Exactly!"
Jing Xiaolou clenched his fists and apologized: "I am the one who has neglected everyone. I apologize to you here."
"Well, it's quite like a father!"
Li Yao nodded slightly and smiled faintly.
"Oh, do you recognize my father?"
Jing Xiaolou asked in surprise.
"No!"
Li Yao shook his head gently and said, "Just heard of your father's deeds!"
"Oh!"
Jing Xiaolou lighted up, then pointed to the seat beside him and said, "Please sit down."
After the people sat down and exchanged their names, Li Yao said: "I heard that your father has a sword, called the town demon sword.
"This one……"
Jing Xiaolou hesitated and said embarrassedly: "Because I was ignorant when I was a kid, I gave the town demon sword to an uncle."
"Your uncle, but the name is Nangonghuang?"
Asked Li Yao.
In fact, he is also aware of this matter.
In the original work ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Nangong Huang asked Jing Xiaolou's name, Jing Xiaolou refused to say, also called Nangong Huang to compete with his demon friend, and if he won, he would say his name and give him Niang Tangxue's favorite clay teapot.
As a result, Nangong Huang won.
Jing Xiaolou had to say his name, but he was afraid of his mother's power and dared not take out the purple clay pot to give away.
Therefore, he had to give his dad's Zhenyao sword to Nangong Huang.
Is really a prodigal man!
Later, Nangong Huang left the Shushan School with the Zhenyao sword.
Today, Zhenyao sword should still be in the hands of Nangonghuang.
Li Yao just asked Jing Xiaolou about Zhenyaojian just to confirm it.
If the plot is wrong, he can copy the town demon sword from Jing Xiaolou.
However, if there is no, there is no regret.
After all, in the fairy sword world, it was Shennong Jiuquan and Wulingzhu who moved him.
Said something more with Jing Xiaolou, and he left and left Xin Andang.
Actually, when he came to Xin An Dang today, he just wanted to see Jing Xiaolou.
However, it made him have an unexpected gain.
This harvest is the middle-aged man named ‘Wuhuan’.
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