Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

"Fifty million a piece, no two prices." Seeing Yue Lan's response, Gu Zhiqi directly offered the price.

Yue Lan raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, without the slightest hesitation, she responded directly, "No problem."

Feng Mianxiang disappeared for two years. In the past two years, hundreds of people offered rewards for Feng Mianxiang on the weaving net alone, and the reward price has already been exorbitantly high.

At present, the highest bidder on Zhizhi.com is a guy named West, who has already paid 100 million yuan for a piece of Fengmianxiang.

The price that Gu Zhiqi gave Yue Lan was already very low.

"You take three pills yourself, remember to pay for it." Gu Zhiqi said, turned around, and continued to fiddle with the phone again, returning to his indifferent and lazy appearance.

Seeing this, Yue Lan still doesn't understand.

This girl sold her three fragrant pills at a price lower than the reward offered by the weaving net, obviously in order to repay the favor of selling her precious medicinal materials and helping her just now.

Right now, the deal is completed, and the favor is paid off, and she has another appearance of alienation and indifference that rejects others.

Yue Lan clicked her tongue lightly, then looked at Gu Zhiqi's back and said, "Card number."

"Sent you WeChat."

Yue Lan clicked on WeChat and found that it had indeed been posted.

"You haven't told me how the pattern on the incense pill was engraved." Yue Lan asked while transferring money to Gu Zhiqi.

"I'm sorry, the master's secret method is not to be passed on." Gu Zhiqi leaned lazily on the chair, his tone was very perfunctory, and he opened his mouth to talk nonsense.

Unfortunately, Yue Lan believed it.

"Does your master still accept disciples?"

Gu Zhiqi "..."

Turning around, he glanced at Yue Lan expressionlessly.

"See if you can introduce me to join your teacher." Yue Lan looked at Gu Zhiqi with a smile, and said half-jokingly.

Gu Zhiqi "..."

Through time and space to recommend you?

**

Yancheng.

On the busy road, a commercial vehicle slowly moved forward.

In the business car, Tang Yichen leaned against the car with a disgusted expression, his face was pale, his lips were slightly pale, and he looked half dead.

Su Luo, who was sitting on the side, looked worried, and would glance sideways from time to time, for fear that he would close his eyes in the next second.

"Fourth brother, don't sleep, you're almost at the Central Hospital." Seeing Tang Yichen's eyes closed, Su Luo immediately spoke.

Tang Yichen "..."

He glanced at him lightly, then glanced back, and said quietly, "Third brother, can you throw this thing away."

This shit, if you don't die, you will be quarreled to death by him.

"Fourth brother, look at what you said." Su Yunling ignored Tang Yichen, but Su Luo was not happy, "He cares so much about you, how can you let third brother throw him away."

"No need, thank you." Tang Yichen said, rolling his eyes silently.

"Hey, third brother, look quickly, fourth brother is dying, he's rolling his eyes!" Su Luo deliberately raised his voice, and turned his head to look at Su Yunling who was sitting in the back row.

Tang Yichen "..."

The fist hardened.

Su Yunling lazily raised her eyelids, and gave Su Luo a sideways glance, "Want to get out of the car early?"

Hearing this, Su Luo immediately sat up straight, pursed his mouth into a straight line, raised his hand to his mouth and made a zip movement.

Then he turned around and stopped looking at Tang Yichen, but looked at the scenery outside the window.

Suddenly, Su Luo sat up straight, leaned on the car, and slammed on the window with both hands.

"No, no, no, no..."

Other people in the car "..."?

Epilepsy crazy?

"Little Fairy!" Su Luo finally remembered that his mouth was really sealed, "Little Fairy is outside!"

"who?!"

"Ah, hiss—"

With Su Luo's little fairy, the disgusted Tang Yichen also stood up abruptly, his wound was torn, and after hissing, he endured the pain and continued to look out the window, "Where is it? Where is it?"

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