A Paragon of Wuhun

Chapter 32, Sister Han Yuer

Chen Feng listened, was shocked, and the back was cold.

He also understood the meaning of the old man, he bowed, respect the villain: "Thank you for your predecessors."

"Well." The old man nodded and waved his hand: "Look at you is the old disciple, I have said a few words, I will receive something!"

"I didn't ask the old man's name." Chen Feng asked.

"The old man is the old man." The old man laughed.

Chen Feng once again thanked it again, which left.

Leaving the pharmacist Xuan, Chen Feng saw a person who came over and came, and it was the middle-aged middle-aged person who just took the price of the store.

The middle-aged person looked at Chen Feng's cloth has disappeared, and her face became very ugly.

"Do you sell things?" The middle-aged people asked.

Chen Feng faintly said: "Sold."

"Dare to sell things to others to others, you are waiting for me, you will die very hard." Middle-aged people.

He saw that Chen Feng came out from the pharmacist Xuan, and he knew that this time he could not get black blood snakes. If there is another store, he may still dare to grab, but this shop, he can't dare to move.

"Little Ye I am waiting for your means." Chen Feng smiled.

Middle-aged people angered: "Okay, you are waiting."

Chen Feng will ignore him, turn around.

His back of the middle-aged person stared at the eyes, flashing in the eyes.

"Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng is walking, and suddenly heard a crisp shout behind him.

Chen Feng looked back, after seeing clear people, smiled: "Han Sister."

A girl will walk toward him.

The girl is sixteen years old, older than Chen Feng is big, the body is tall, than the average man, even more than Chen Feng.

She is wearing a touch of strength,

A pair of long legs straight, when walking, she cut it with a small scissors, walked into a straight line, and took a strand of sake.

She is not a perfect beauty, but it is also very beautiful, full of wildestity. She took a three-footed soft whip in her hand, she was swayed.

Han Yu, the daughter of Han Yu.

Han Yu looked at Chen Feng and frowned: "How do you come here? How many people inside Zongmen can't afford you, you don't know, why will you come from taking it?"

Chen Feng is also not angry, laughing: "I will turn around."

"Don't be turned." Han Yu did not have a good air: "I will take you out, save you something."

She turned around and cooked the ice. "Go."

Chen Feng smiled and kept behind.

It is said that Han Yu and Chen Feng have no feelings. She is actually a little bit down from Chen Feng, but she does not bully him. Her people look at cold ice, but it is not bad.

Han Yu didn't want to talk to Chen Feng, and it was very fast in front.

When I passed a booth, she seems to see what I saw, squatting, picking up a thing on the booth to stand in hand.

Then I said a few words with the stall owner, shake my head, put down something ready to go.

At this time, the owner suddenly grabbed her clothes, and the laughter did not laugh: "Xiao Ni, you broke my Lingyu, I still want to go?"

Han Yue screwed his brow, cold channel: "You don't have a blood, who can't break your Lingyu?"

"This is also called not broken?" The doctrine pointed out the ground, and the loudly said: "Everyone is coming to evaluate the review! Look at what she is broken!"

Look in his fingers, really, there is something broken in the booth, but looks at the ash, obviously the general stone.

Han Yu knew what he hit.

Inside the foreign market, there are a lot of people, specializing in others. Making a piece of plain, you can let you pay a piece of Lingyu.

And they are generally not low, but those who are blackmail will not only argue, but they also fight him, not only is a lot of money, but also to play, terrible.

"You let go!" Han Yuer's eyebrows condensed a suffocation.

Grasping Han Yuer's clothes, is a thirty-year-old white robe, he is wretched: "I don't let go, can you take me?"

"The little girl is very beautiful! This way, either you take 100 items to compensate, or take me for ten or a half months!"

Said to laugh.

The whip is flashed, and the Han Yuer is in the hands of the whip. On the white robe thin face, the white robes are not too late to dodge, they have been flying directly.

He has a horrible wound on his face, deep up to one inch, flesh round, even the bones are exposed, one eye is directly exploded.

People around the surroundings are taking a breath.

This long leg girl is really spicy, and it is enough to start. This tuning her white robe has a three-day repair in the day. It is actually flying directly by her whip.

White robe thin sorrow is screaming, and Han Yu returns to Chen Feng. "Walk, let's hurry."

"People who played me also want to go? How is this cheap thing under the sky?" A rough voice sounded.

A thick and strong man came out from the side of a store, he had two meters away, and it was very strong.