Chapter 1362

Obviously he has recognized Ning Xuemo. He asked curiously, "what about the" big God "who accompanied you last time?"

Ning Xuemo's footsteps stopped, half ring, tone light way: "dead."

The boy choked.

Ning Xuemo suddenly gets bored. Seeing that none of the weapons is easy to see, he plans to leave.

"Do you want to see my new weapon?" the young man said in a hurry

Ning Xuemo turns around after a pause. The young man entered the inner room and came out with a heavy rectangular box half loud. The box was black, but he didn't know what material it was made of. It was dark and didn't reflect any light.

Ning Xuemo is suddenly a little curious, so she moves forward and waits for the boy to open the box.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief. He carefully opened the box --

it was a pair of Emei thorns.

Ning Xuemo froze for a moment, looking at the shining Emei stab in the box.

Looking at her strange face, the young man hurriedly began to introduce: "it's made of a whole piece of moonlight iron. It's like mud. It's a rare treasure. I can give you a little cheaper, 80000 crystal beads for the sake of my familiarity with you..."

It's really cost-effective to exchange 80000 crystal beads for this weapon.

This pair of Emei thorns are different from the previous pair in both pattern and sculptor, but the same are the treasures that are hard to find in the world.

But Ning Xuemo now has a shadow over Emei stab. As soon as she sees Emei stab, she can't help thinking of the despair and pain that day when she broke up Emei stab is like a stab deep into her heart. It can't be touched. A little touch will hurt!

Now she doesn't even like the dagger similar to Emei stab, let alone the authentic Emei stab?!

She doesn't want to see the Emei sting now, let alone buy it.

"No." She said only these two words, turned around and left.

The young foundry thought she was too expensive, so he shouted at the back: "fifty thousand, fifty thousand can't be less!"

Ning Xuemo keeps on walking. He is about to get out of the weapon spectrum. The young foundry took the two Emei stabs and ran to her and stopped her: "this pair of Emei stabs is very close to you. I have two sides of the same relationship with you, so I will give it to you..." Emei stab seems to be bright, but it is fleeting.

To give it away?

Not for nothing!

Ning Xuemo looks at him, finally opens his mouth, the tone has silk Indifference: "sorry, I am not interested, excuse me, let me."

Her face was cold and her whole body was cold. She froze the young foundry there and could say nothing else.

She turned around the boy and left.

Young Foundry:

When Ning Xuemo is far away, he looks at the Emei stab in his hand and sighs: "it's not that I don't help you, but this girl doesn't accept it..."

From the inside, a man in white turned out, with wide robes and large sleeves, cloud patterns glowing and flowing, and ice blue eyes like the bluest deep sea. It is God Jiuli.

When the young man's hands were empty, the pair of Emei thorns came into the hands of shenjiuli. He looked at the pair of Emei thorns with dark eyes.

The conversation just now reverberated in my mind.

--"Where is the great God with you?"

--"Dead"

a sad and joyless death, like a sword, runs through his heart.

In her mind, is he dead?

She hates him so much now?