Chapter 232： Tuhao (2) (1/2)

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Linghe was born with no love, and the monsoon smoke sweeped the tide.

From the hands of other people in the quarter, the things that have been recovered, the monsoon smoke has absorbed more than half of it, and the lack of goods is in the blink of an eye. This has only raised the interest of sweeping out. The bustling emperor is not a remote quarter town. The crafts everywhere can be made Monsoon smoke gets more aura.

Monsoon smoke does not look at the appearance, style, material, just look at it - aura!

As long as the aura is rich, even if it is breaking the stone, she will!

After the monsoon smoke sat in the carriage and sweeped the entire street of Emperor East Street, she finally let Yang Lan stop the carriage.

Linghe, who had been pushed out of the window by a car, was relieved and looked at the monsoon smoke that had finally stopped.

”Miss... It’s almost...we don’t... go back first?” Linghe’s voice was faintly crying.

The brow of the monsoon smoke was slightly wrinkled. She suddenly looked up at Linghe and was very annoyed: ”No.”

”Ah?” Linghe slightly glimpsed.

What is gone?

”BRIC...No.” The monsoon smoke touched the place where the space was stored in the jade, which was originally stored in the gold bricks. It has been completely empty, and the expression is really...

”...” Linghe almost didn't have a blood spurt out!

Feelings, the reason why the monsoon smoke will stop the crazy sweeping is not that she is satisfied, but... no money? !

Linghe couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat, swept his eyes and looked at the stuffed things in the car, swallowed the swallow: ”Miss, you are today... indeed... bought a lot...”

Just what he saw, the monsoon smoke shot no more than a few hundred bricks, and the money added up, fearing that it would be enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for three generations.