Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

at the same time.

On Xingbao Street, Ning Shiyue and Luo Xiyao passed each other.

Luo Xiyao, who was ignored, became furious. She turned around and caught up with Ning Shiyue, asking loudly: "I called you, didn't you hear me?"

"Who are you?" Ning Shi's eyes were shining with a puzzled look on her face.

Ning Shiyue had long recognized this overbearing and spoiled young lady.

However, in view of what happened at Qinghe Tower last time, Ning Shiyue took the initiative to stay away from her.

"You don't care who I am! Let me ask you, have you ever bought a painting from an old man?" Luo Xiyao looked at Ning Shiyue carefully.

Although there were some discrepancies between what Ning Shiyue and her aunt said, she had been looking for her for so long and the only one who slightly matched the characteristics was Ning Shiyue.

Maybe it was the person who bought the painting, but she was afraid of being recognized, so she deliberately changed her appearance.

"Painting? What painting?" Ning Shiyue was puzzled.

When Ning Shiyue first entered the black market, she did encounter a group of businessmen who bought and sold forcibly.

Some of the people in that group seemed to be selling paintings, but they were too difficult to deal with, so she didn't buy anything from them.

Seeing Ning Shiyue's pensive look, Luo Xiyao retorted: "You lied. Did you buy a painting and dare not admit it?"

Ning Shiyue frowned slightly. This eldest lady was obviously deliberately looking for trouble. "I don't understand what you are saying. Can you get out of the way? You are blocking the way."

"Are you...are you...feeling guilty?" Luo Xiyao asked reluctantly.

"Did you go out without taking medicine?" Ning Shiyue didn't understand Luo Xiyao's brain circuit and said sarcastically.

At this time-

Feng Qingran walked out of a shop.

When Feng Qingran saw Ning Shiyue being blocked by Luo Xiyao, she walked over and said crisply: "Fifth Senior Sister, are you here too?"

Ning Shiyue was surprised when she heard Feng Qingran's voice, and then walked towards Feng Qingran, "Little junior sister, I finally found you."

The appearance of Feng Qingran made Luo Xiyao's pupils shrink. Feng Qingran's noble and noble temperament could not be concealed in every move she made. It was exactly the same as what her aunt had described.

The only difference is that the woman is wearing purple and Feng Qingran is wearing green.

Tsing Yi?

Yellow clothes?

Aren't the two women she met in Qinghe Tower just one green and one yellow?

It's just that the appearance of the two women is very different from the two people in front of me...

Luo Xiyao took another look at Feng Qingran's unparalleled appearance, and the jealousy in her eyes almost overflowed.

But how could there be such a coincidence in the world?

Luo Xiyao decided to step forward and ask questions. After all, Uncle Zhong's whereabouts were still unknown...

Luo Xiyao walked over and asked, "Have you two been to Qinghe Tower in Qingyun Prefecture?"

Feng Qingran and Ning Shiyue looked at each other and chose silence.

"And you, hand over the paintings you bought!" Luo Xiyao pointed at Feng Qingran and ordered her angrily.

Snapped! ——

Ning Shiyue knocked off Luo Xiyao's hand, turned to Feng Qingran and said, "Little junior sister, this person seems to have a brain problem, let's stay away from her."

Luo Xiyao suddenly became furious and was about to speak.

"Your token is red." Feng Qingran's beautiful eyes sparkled and she reminded her kindly.

Luo Xiyao lowered her head and saw the token on her waist flashing red. She looked nervous. Master said that once the token lights up red, you must leave the black market immediately, otherwise it will stay in the black market forever.

After careful consideration, Luo Xiyao decided to leave the black market first.

Just when Luo Xiyao was holding the token and preparing to say 'I want to leave', the person next to her suddenly bumped into her.

Immediately, the token in Luo Xiyao's hand flew out.

"No!" Luo Xiyao was shocked. She couldn't leave the black market without the token.

The token flew towards the crowd, flying around in the air, and soon it was several feet away from Luo Xiyao.

Some people stopped one after another, all looking like they were watching a good show.

Luo Xiyao looked at the token flying away with a pale face, feeling extremely regretful. Did she want to stay on the black market forever?

She tried to push through the crowded crowd to pick up the token, but everyone seemed to be crowding together on purpose, refusing to give way to Luo Xiyao.

Feng Qingran raised his eyes and looked at the token that was flashing red. The token was flashing red. The owner of the token had to leave within half a stick of incense, otherwise he would stay on the black market forever.

Everyone must be aware of this, but when they saw this, they had no intention of giving way. Instead, they deliberately blocked Luo Xiyao.

It seems that the boy is right. There are many people in the black market who will try their best to prevent those who enter from leaving.

Seeing the token getting further and further away, Luo Xiyao couldn't help but despair.

Luo Xiyao regretted taking her master back to buy a painting. Without that painting, she would not be separated from her master!

With Master here, she would never encounter such a situation.

The red light on the token becomes more and more intense, gradually turning into a brownish red color. Once the color of the token stops flashing, five hours are up.

Just when Luo Xiyao fell into despair and was about to give up.

A powerful pressure came towards everyone, and the constantly leaping token suddenly turned a corner and fell into the hands of a white-haired old man.