My script is a supporting role

The fourth princess will come to Changyang County at this time, expressing that she also values ​​the Luo family very much.

But he would directly choose to kidnap Luo Qier, which shows that the four princesses' methods are very clear.

If it can be simple and direct, there are fewer detours.

If you can grab it with your hands, keep your mouth shut.

Thinking about it a bit later, when it came time to kill someone, the fourth princess would definitely not be relentless.

That's why she directly attacked Luo Qier without any scruples.

Although the operation failed now, in the eyes of the fourth princess, the person who discovered her secret was "Xuanyu Wushuang", and this "Master Wushuang" had reached a consensus to cooperate with her.

So here in the Luo family, she hasn't turned her face into an enemy yet.

Luo Qi'er has returned home now, so of course she can't start hijacking again. The Luo family's stormy and lightning-like operations should also make her restrain herself.

In the next step, she should use his fake "Xuanyu Wushuang" to promote a friendly and cooperative relationship between herself and Luo Jiada.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen rubbed his hands, feeling that something was wrong.

According to this reasoning, the fourth princess should find her soon!

But it has been several days, and the fourth princess keeps closing her copper buckle. What does this mean?

And that sissy young master Wushuang has not seen any traces yet.

"Could it be that I'm nestled in this compound and know too little about the outside world?"

Mo Chen also learned a little about what happened outside these days through the Luo family's servants.

The servants of the Luo family did not shy away from Mo Chen, but due to their status, it was impossible to tell them about the secret operations of the Luo family, so they didn't know much.

I can only tell Mo Chen where there are robbers these days, where the mine collapsed, where the rich family was robbed again, where the old sow went crazy and killed someone, and so on.

Most of the information given by the servants is the news circulated in the market, and after many transmissions, the content has deviated far from the original appearance.

Mo Chen could only infer from the results, which of these were planned by the Luo family.

But there is no doubt about one thing, the Luo family's main target now is the Fifth Prince, Feng Yu.

Chapter 172 The Little Girl on the Black Market

Those tax money, mines, including big families, should have something to do with the Fifth Prince.

As for whether the crazy old sow has anything to do with the Fifth Prince, Mo Chen still can't decide.

But there was one detail that Mo Chen found very interesting.

The Luo family's actions, whether they were planned or carried out, were actually very secretive, and even the family servants did not know any rumors or details.

But in the incidents that happened in the past few days, the Fuyun battle armor was very eye-catching, and everyone who shot it wore one, and it was brightly lit, for fear that others would not see it.

"This is... deliberately attracting hatred..."

"Wearing a rune cloud battle armor to do things, slapping the face in the open..."

"This Luo Zhengyang is also an interesting person..."

After Luo Qier entered the compound, she didn't show her face for several days.

"Didn't Luo Qier just undo the seal and open the profound realm?"

"Does the Luo family have more plans and arrangements for her?"

Thinking of what Xuanyu Wushuang mentioned, the ancient Xuannv blood in Luo Qier's body.

Mo Chen faintly felt that Luo Qier's absence for many days might have something to do with the Xuannv's blood on her body.

The current situation is that the fourth princess doesn't come to look for him, Luo Qier doesn't show up, and the Luo family father and son are busy dealing with the fifth prince.

Even Young Master Wushuang didn't hear anything.

Mo Chen stayed in the Luo family compound, which was originally in the center of the vortex, but felt a sense of emptiness.

"Forget it, there's no point in nesting in this yard, let's go out for a walk."

Mo Chen changed into ordinary clothes, walked leisurely, and stepped out of the Luo family compound.

Because of the Luo family's relationship, Sheng'an City is far more prosperous than other cities.

The population is larger, the streets are wider, and various industries are thriving.

Mo Chen's wandering was not purposeful.

He also thought about going to the courtyard of the fourth princess, but he thought it was too eye-catching, so he gave up.

So just pick up places with a lot of people and walk around.

After walking for a while, Mo Chen turned to a bustling street.

There are many vendors on this street, but what they sell are not melons, fruits, local products, straw sandals and linen, but spiritual weapons that flow with vitality.

"Ling City?"

Mo Chen had never visited such a ghost market before.

Looking at all kinds of spiritual tools, flying swords, and even the fragrant medicinal pills, all placed in small stalls like street stalls for people to choose at will, Mo Chen also felt quite fresh.

There are also merchants selling spirit weapons in the city below Qinglizong Mountain, but they are all placed in bright and bright shops, polished to a bright finish, for fear that people may think they are not high-end.

And the things on these stalls seem to be very random, dirty and dusty, even if they are covered with dust, the sellers just leave them like that, and don't even think about wiping them clean.

In fact, if you take a closer look, many spirit weapons are actually not bad in quality.

Mo Chen swayed to a booth, picked up a slender flying sword and looked at it in his hand.

The stall owner was a skinny middle-aged man with a few goatee whiskers hanging from his chin, and his complexion was black and yellow. He didn't look like a practitioner at all, but an ordinary farmer who hoeed the ground all day long.

"My lord, are you interested in this flying sword?"

Mo Chen casually asked, "How much is this flying sword?"

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry to quote, but said with a look of admiration: "Master, you really have good eyesight!"

Mo Chen looked at him in bewilderment.

I didn't see anything, how could my eyesight be better?

The middle-aged man deliberately lowered his voice, and said: "This is an ancient divine sword, named Piercing the Moon. You can see it from among the many spiritual weapons at a glance. It can be said that you have a sharp eye."

Mo Chen looked at the flying sword in his hand, then at the black, yellow and thin man in front of him, and suddenly understood.

Dare to feel that this is a black market.

Putting the flying sword on the booth, Mo Chen smiled, turned and left.

"My lord, this flying sword is extremely rare. I found it after searching more than a dozen ancient spiritual acupoints for the small one. Don't miss it, lord..."

Soul point?

Mo Chen shook his head lightly.

It turned out to be a gang of grave robbers.

No wonder everything here looks dirty and old and tired.

It turns out that it is the same as the old antique market.

There are always some people who like these ancient things, either for personal use or for collection.

As for whether it is true or not, it all depends on luck and eyesight.

But according to this way of the market, I am afraid that out of a hundred pieces, two or three pieces may not be true.

There are also some very new goods on some stalls, but the prices are much lower than those of the same grade on the market.

It is estimated that the origin is also unclear, unclear.

In fact, if Mo Chen needs these things, it's not impossible to find one or two useful things here.

It's a pity that he has a book of the gods in his hand, and a piece of secret change, both of which are artifacts of the heavens, and they haven't played well yet.

Now even if Linglong Pavilion's top-quality spiritual weapon is placed in front of him, he still feels that the grade is low, so how can he take a fancy to these little things?

It's purely for fun.

It's just that those street vendors didn't have any self-knowledge, and they all boasted about their goods to the sky.

What is the iron stick used by the ancient gods to pierce the sky, what is the mountain hammer left by the gods in the war, and what is even sold is an eyeball, which is said to be an eye dropped by a certain god.

Mo Chen could only say in his heart, there really is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the human world, to be able to blow the cowhide to such an extent without changing his expression is not something that can be achieved by ordinary cultivation.

Although there are some sellers who hold folding fans in their hands and put out the phrase "the goods are destined to be sold" from their mouths with drooping eyelids, but the glare under the eyelids reveals their true colors.

After looking around, Mo Chen felt that it was boring, so he was about to leave.

But he found that, without knowing when it started, he was followed by a seven or eight-year-old girl.

Wherever Mo Chen went, the little girl followed.

Mo Chen turned his head to look at her, the little girl didn't show any timidity, she raised her head and stared at him with big eyes, her eyes were clear.

"Little sister, are you unable to find a home?"

Mo Chen stopped and asked.

The little girl shook her head.

"Then go find your family quickly."

Mo Chen walked forward again, but the little girl followed again.

Mo Chen frowned slightly, wondering if she was going in this direction too?

Mo Chen deliberately changed direction and walked back.

Unexpectedly, the little girl turned her head around and followed her again.

"What does this mean? Could it be that you have misunderstood your father?"

But at my age, I can't be her father?

Mo Chen stopped.

The little girl also stopped, still looking at him with her big fluttering eyes.

Mo Chen took a serious look at this weird little girl.

Judging from the clothes, even if it is not a rich family, it should be a well-off family, and definitely not a beggar on the roadside.

Judging from her appearance, she is quite cute with pink makeup and bright eyes and white teeth.

It's just a pair of eyes looking straight at Mo Chen, which is really weird.

"Could it be that this little girl is a fool?"

Chapter 173

Mo Chen stood on the street like this, staring at the little girl for a while.

A silly girl who somehow kept up with her?

Feeling pity in Mo Chen's heart, he folded his hands and said to the little girl, "Do you know where your home is?"

The little girl didn't move at first, but after a while, she nodded.

When Mo Chen saw it, he felt that the little girl was stupid.

Ordinary children of three or four years old can roughly tell the location of their home. This girl looks seven or eight years old, and it takes a long time to reflect on where her home is.

Sighing softly, "Then, do you know the way home?"

The little girl shook her head.

Know where home is, but don't know the way home?

Mo Chen had no choice but to ask again: "Then where is your home?"

This time, the little girl shook her head again.