Revenge of the Transmigrated Mob Character

Chapter 120



Chapter 120: Have you met my son and I?

Chapter 120 Have you met my son and I?

On the opposite side of the sickle, a man held a folding fan in his hand. The price was very high.

It’s just this one called sickle, and he didn’t move his eyelids. He still hit the soldering iron in his hand.

Looking at that posture, both sides have spent a lot of time.

Su Ye listened to the voice, and then looked at the man with a folding fan in fine silk and satin, and he recognized it at a glance, Yang Xuan.

Scythe didn’t say a word, only focused on making iron by himself.

His attitude finally caused the smile on Yang Xuan’s face to gradually disappear.

The Yang family has a big business, and he is the young master of the Yang family. He has never been so licking his face to beg someone, so ignorant of admiration.

Beside Yang Xuan, there was a man in his forties or fifties.

He had a pinch of beard on his chin, and his aura was very strong. His eyes looked towards the sickle with a powerful force. Seeing his luxurious clothes and low cultivation base, Su Ye had some guesses about this person.

Following, he heard Yang Xuan turn his head and look at the man in his forties or fifty.

“Father, this refiner is so proud and arrogant not to cooperate with us, let’s go first.

There are more than one refiner in the imperial city. ”

Su Ye listened, her eyelids drooping.

Yang Xuan’s father, the current head of the Yang family.

A group of them came here looking for a sickle, no wonder there was such a big battle.

The location of Su Ye station is too conspicuous. When Yang Xuan reported to Father Yang, he saw Su Ye at a glance.

Suddenly, a dark emotion flashed in Yang Xuan’s eyes.

Su Ye was in men’s clothing at this time. She bowed her head, tidyed up her clothes, and then raised her head and walked to the cabin step by step.

Father Yang stared at the sickle, angrily turned back and laughed

“Master Kian is really stubborn. I hope that one day Master Kian won’t cause trouble because of this.”

The sickle was not lifted, but the soldering iron in his hand was smashed, his voice was hoarse and calm.

“No delivery.”

Father Yang flicked his sleeves,

“let’s go.”

The voice fell, and he walked vigorously out of the bamboo forest.

Yang Xuan followed his father and followed his steps.

Only when passing by Su Ye, Yang Xuan suddenly stopped.

The folding fan in his hand hits the palm of his hand once and again, which is very meaningful

“You are familiar with the son, I wonder if the son and I have met?”

Su Ye’s eyelids drooped and her voice is low

“Never.”

Yang Xuan did not speak, but just nodded.

Followed and left with Su Ye.

Su Ye walked to the wooden house and stood in front of Sickle.

did not lift the sickle, as if all these foreign objects had nothing to do with him.

Su Ye did not speak, but just raised his hand and turned, ice jade appeared on the table in the wooden shed.

The crystal clear ice jade suddenly appeared, causing the sickle to strike, and then he raised his head and looked at the ice jade. After three seconds, he looked away.

Hoarse and steady voice, word by word

“The stone is good.”

After a short pause, he said again

“This month’s share is full.”

Only pick three pieces a month, this is his rule.

Su Ye put his hand on the ice jade and beat it.

Following, her eyelids drooped for a moment, and a phoenix hairpin with the wings of a phoenix in her hand appeared in her hand in the next second.

She pinched the Fengchai and turned it in her hand for a while.

The sickle knocked the hand holding the hammer and never fell.

His gaze was fixed on the phoenix hairpin in Su Ye’s hand.

Finally, his deep gaze fell on Su Ye

asked with a dumb voice

“Are you Feng’s family?”

Su Ye shook his head,

“It was given to me by the daughter of the Feng family.”

(End of this chapter)


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