Chapter 112

Monsoon smoke chuckled, looked at Su Lingpeng's mouth and face, slowly opened the gold scroll, the whole scroll was densely listed with many treasures, monsoon smoke swept, looked up and looked at Su Lingpeng, suddenly lowered his eyes, casually read along the list on the gold scroll.

"Nine Xuan bows, water breaking swords, exquisite pagodas They all look great. " Monsoon smoke read a few after slightly lifting eyes, looking at the face of the blue Su Lingpeng, and then began to read along.

Her voice is not tense or slow, the words are clear, every treasure that blurs out, falls into other people's ears, makes people's hearts jump.

Everyone knows that this caravan is rich in treasures, but how many rare minerals can ordinary people have?

Most of them just think about it. Today, they see this golden silk roll for the first time. Just listening to the above, their blood will boil.

I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional. Monsoon smoke hardly says a baby. If you look like it's not, it's floating over Su Lingpeng's face. With more and more babies passing through the mouth of monsoon smoke, Su Lingpeng's face becomes more and more ugly.

"And love..." The monsoon smoke suddenly read out a strange thing in the scroll. At the same time, she raised her eyes and scanned Su Lingpeng's face, only to find

Just when she read these four words, Su Lingpeng's eyes could not stop shaking.

A smile from the bottom of the heart of the season.

She suddenly closed the gold scroll and did not continue reading. Instead, she looked at the two black businessmen aside and said, "I don't know what treasure is this long love?"

The two men in black looked at each other, their eyes became a little strange. After a moment, they said: "the long love of jueti is a long love flower of jueti."

"Long love flower?" The monsoon smoke slightly raises eyebrows, which she has never heard of.

"Changaihua is a kind of medicinal material born in the fire. It's said that it can suppress cold poison and prolong life. It's very rare. Even in our hands, it's just one of them." Said the merchant in black.

The monsoon smoke nodded slightly, and the remaining light from the corner of her eyes swept Su Lingpeng's pale face. She suddenly smiled and said, "although I haven't heard of it, but It seems very interesting. I'm not interested in the things beside it. Then I want this plant to grow in love. "

As soon as the word of monsoon smoke came out, Su Lingpeng, who had been suffering for a long time, immediately went mad. She said in a hurry: "you can't take this tree and grow love!"

The monsoon smoke slightly picks the eyebrow, looks to the face iron green Su Lingpeng, smiles like not to say: "this is afraid is not you can decide?"

Su Lingpeng's face was stiff, and the hatred of his eyes was burning. He could not help but rush up to tear up the confident face of the monsoon smoke.

"This is what the eldest princess wants. How dare you rob her?" Su Lingpeng squinted, coldly throwing out the threat.

In the face of Su Lingpeng's threat, the monsoon smoke laughed.

"Miss Su, please don't make my hat untidy. If you don't say it, how can I know that this long feeling is what the eldest princess wants. But it's a pity that I have already opened my mouth. You didn't say it to me in advance, so..." The monsoon smoke returned the gold coil to the two merchants. In the language of life compensation of angry people:

"this long love flower, I'm going to make it."