To keep warm is mutual!

They are the life and death of Dingmiao.

Setting the temple, is it not their nine deaths! ?

The love and meaning of life and death can't be matched by any blood!

"Just like me and Fatty, we have no blood relationship, but we can all die for each other!!"

"I understand!" Dingmiao bowed his head: "Without the blood relationship of love and justice, there is no such thing as a brother who can live and die with us!"

Having said so much, his mood has improved too much.

Say goodbye to Ling Luoyu and lead the city.

None of them knew where the Bu Sheng Lotus was, and they could move faster if they scattered to find.

Ling Luoyu had been waiting for all three of them to enter the city before entering the city.

Compared with the prosperity of Lijiazhai, Baohe City is at most half its population.

And in terms of dressing, it is not a style.

In order to avoid people's eyes, Ling Luoyu went to an old clothes shop, bought a clean half-used clothes, and changed it in the back room.

"Boss, you can be optimistic about it. This is an authentic palace uniform, very good..."

"Stop! Don't say it's 80% new, even if it's brand new, it's at the same price!"

"...You, the price you gave is not enough to buy fabric!"

"Then why are you still selling it?"

"I"

"Don't say, I don't want to know!"

Ling Luoyu leaned out from the back hall calmly and looked at the front counter.

On the other side of the counter, a skinny and wretched man stood there, blushing and arguing.

As for the shop owner, his face is calm and calm.

"Don't tell me how this dress came from. For me, clothes are clothes, nothing more... I don't need to know its origin!"

Need to talk?

All fools know!

The price for a 80% new garment is lower than buying fabric.

Everyone knows the origin of this dress!

As the owner of a second-hand clothes shop, he has never bothered about the origin of clothes.

Anyway, if the goods are purchased and exported, profitable money can be made.

As for whether the clothes were stolen, or whether they were hungry and cold, and where the clothes were paid off, it didn't matter.

Therefore, he also does not allow customers to tell himself the origin of the clothes.

Those who don't know are not guilty!

Knowing too much will only cause trouble!

The man was rejected, his face was blue and purple, and he was extremely ugly: "No...it's not the first time we two have cooperated, you, the price you gave..."

"Xiao Shengzi, it's because we are not working together for the first time, so you know and I know the origin of this dress, and everyone knows it well, and...you know it in your own heart. Look at this entire treasure box city. , I will be the only one to buy your clothes at the price I just gave!"

This little Shengzi, the owner of the second-hand clothes shop, eats to death.

Who he is, he knows very well in his heart!

There are only one or two shops that can get rid of his clothes.

And the prices given by other people certainly can't get him.

Therefore, he brushed his clothes with a feather duster with a carefree expression, and said casually: "How? Xiao Shengzi, if you think about it, let's do business. If you don't have enough, then think again..."

Xiao Shengzi gritted his teeth with a look of unwillingness: "Boss, you have to think about it. Now it's no better than before. It's not that simple if you want to take the palace clothes again..."