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201. Chapter 201 Meeting Ceremony

"Don't worry, the boss. The smell of this beast is not like the monsters from the Western Regions, but more like the spirits from our Central Plains. Judging from the smell, it may be a fox!" Sister Fang's strange eyes always kept the same look.

There was no change, as if Xin Ruzhishui had already seen through Dong Beier, and even guessed her parentage.

Slutty? You are the slut, you are so slutty! Dong Beier cursed in her heart. Why do people say that we foxes are so slutty? She just sniffed her armpits and then sniffed other places.

Okay, how can this girl smell filthy? This is called girl...Young fox's body fragrance is something you don't know how to appreciate, but my husband enjoys it!

"Sister Fang, tell me, when should we take action?"

"Wait a minute. This demon fox is nearby, spying on your every move. I suspect that she also came here for the ancient tomb of King Jing. If you force the brothers to dig, you will be in trouble if you enter the ancient tomb.

few!"

The boss became anxious and shouted loudly: "You took thousands of taels of silver from me! You only have so much ability? You can't even deal with a vixen? I tell you, tonight I must take the bright weapon from King Jing's tomb and leave."

!If the Persian merchants are impatient, can you afford it?"

Sister Fang kept her head down and was scolded by the boss without a word of retort. The longer she did not pull down the headscarf to reveal her true face, the more Dong Beier's curiosity was aroused. If it were normal, she might just need a little magic to turn this group of people away.

The horse bandits being trapped in the mountains were enough to scare them away. However, Dong Beier recently became interested in this mysterious woman and did not leave in a hurry. She needed to remember the entrance to King Jing's tomb in case the time changed.

Get this wealth for your husband, which is so rich that you can't rival the country.

Sister Fang lay down and whispered something in the ear of the headmaster. After hearing this, the headmaster led about a hundred horse bandits into the Kunlun Void. At the entrance, Sister Fang stood there alone, letting the wind and snow beat.

He was motionless on his body.

What is this woman doing? Is she waiting for me to go out? Dongbei turned her eyes and thought for a moment, but still didn't move. She wanted to wait a little longer to see what tricks this woman was going to play.

Sister Fang didn't seem to be afraid of the severe cold at all. She stood in the wind and snow for an hour, and even Dong Beier couldn't stay still. At this time, Sister Fang actually sighed, and the sigh was very solemn, as if she was specially

It’s the same thing I want to hear from Dong Beier.

"Why!"

"You want to hide it! Are you scared of me when you become Sister Fox? I don't know if you are a mule or a horse. I don't know if you have any real skills!" Dong Beier curled her lips but still couldn't keep her composure. She transformed into a human form and swaggered from

Kunlun's virtual entrance flashed out.

"May I ask my mother-in-law, where is this place? The slave family was originally a tea seller who traveled to the Western Regions Silk Road with my husband's caravan, but there was a wind and sand on the way and I was separated from my husband." Dong Beier deliberately pretended to speak softly like a wealthy businessman.

The appearance of the concubine's room.

Sister Fang turned around and squinted at Dong Beier but didn't say anything. She casually took out a steel needle from her bag, which was about two feet long. She took out some silk thread from her bag and used it methodically.

Steel needles are knitting.

"Mother-in-law? Are you listening? It's really cold in my house. Do you have any extra clothes that you can lend me?" Dong Beier asked tentatively again.

Sister Fang spoke. Her rough old hands weaved very quickly. In an instant, she had already weaved a palm-sized silk handkerchief. It was unknown what kind of animal produced the silk. The naked eye could not tell its existence. It was so thin.
Chapter completed!
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