Seeing Mr. Song seemingly getting really angry, Zhao Jing's head shrank. Even if she sees it clearly, she doesn't dare to speak easily anymore. However, Zhao Jing still feels that she is quite unfair. She doesn't see the two jade cicadas turning red in the water. It looks similar to the inferior clothes she bought at the night market stall. If this is not fading, what else can it be?

Fortunately, Mr. Song didn't know that if he knew that this girl was holding a pair of "jade-born" that could be called a priceless treasure in his heart, Han Chan, compared with the inferior clothes that could be bought in just one or five in the night market, he would have to take a big broom and beat the girl up with a bag. Such a comparison would be a blasphemy to this priceless treasure and would definitely be unforgivable.

At this moment, Zhao Jing had to look at everyone present with a rescue look. I wonder who could kindly solve her doubts. She really didn't know. The little eyes turned around and finally fell on Jian'er, her eyes turned and her target was selected.

"Hey, what's going on? Didn't this water dye the Yuhanchan red? What did I say wrong just now?" Humph, we dare not tell a big-savvy figure like Mr. Song. Could it be that she wouldn't ask the younger generation who is as tender as herself? Zhao Jing rubbed his way to Jian'er and asked in a low voice.

Before Jian'er could answer, Zhao Jing felt a cold vest, and the chill quickly spread to her limbs. She felt like she was about to be frozen into an ice man. The little Meimei, who was still slapped by her just now, disappeared. Slowly, Zhao Jing's neck, which was about to be frozen, turned around and met a cold gaze. At this moment, the little Meimei was being held in her arms by the tall man with a vicious aura of her children.

Zhao Jing just felt that she wanted to cry. Who was she provoking whom she was? She didn't do anything just now. She was criticized by the master she recognized. Let's take the second best to find a little Meimei who is similar to her to discuss how to offend this god of killing? Looking at the murderous aura, it was enough to stop the child's eyes crying at night. Zhao Jing expressed the pressure that mountain. Help! Who can save her!

Looking at Zhao Jing's pitiful look, Jian'er couldn't help but secretly demonstrated a two-finger Zen skill with amusement, and gently came up on Lei's waist, and then struggled gently. She struggled out of Lei's domineering iron arm, but in a flash, she tightened her waist and was hugged by a domineering guy. She sighed. It was said that this guy's domineering behavior was not for a day or two. It was obvious that this guy was overturned by a jealous bucket just now, and it was useless to compete with him at this time, so Jian'er had to smile apologetically at Zhao Jing, hoping that this little Meimei would not be as knowledgeable as her big jealous bucket.

"You said a wrong word. The water was not dyed red, but reflected red by the jade cicada placed inside. If the jade cicada was killed, it would return to its original appearance. This is also a magical thing about the jade being born." Jian'er explained to Zhao Jing with a good temper.

When Zhao Jing heard this, his eyes lit up. There was something like this? Looking at the jade cicada lying quietly at the bottom of the basin. If this girl couldn't try it, let's see if the water would really turn into its original state after taking out the jade cicada.

"Miss Jian'er, is that okay?" Looking at Jian'er, Mr. Song reached out to compete in the basin. In fact, this was such a perfect and paired birth Jade Cicada. This was the first time that Mr. Song had seen him. His hands were itchy and wanted to get started. Knowing that Jian'er was not those stingy people, the old man asked without hesitation.

"You always ask!" Jian'er made a gesture of asking for help and then gave aside.

"Hehe!" Old Master Song couldn't help rubbing his hands, and then wiped his hands on his clothes, as if he was afraid that his hands would be unclean and dirty the baby.

Gently, Mr. Song carefully took out the pair of jade cicadas. Just the second after the jade cicadas left the water, the basin of fruit really returned to its original state. Put it in gently, and the water was reflected red again.

"Really, it's really like this, so amazing!" Zhao Jing's eyes were so big that she seemed to be reluctant to miss any moment. She subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull Jian'er's arm and shake it. But before her hand touched Jian'er's arm, Lei just snorted coldly, and the little girl was so scared that she took her hand back as if she was electrocuted (Lei Aojiao: Fortunately, you took it fast, otherwise we would have called you really electrocuted!).

Seeing Mr. Song having fun, the rest of the people couldn't help but look at Jian'er's face, which was eager to speak but stopped.

"If you want to try it, please give yourself your own care. Just be careful not to bump into it." Really, it's okay for Zhao Jing to do that. After all, he is a cute girl, so he looks good when he does it, giving people a cute feeling. But if these big men do this expression, it will not be cute anymore. When they look like this, it makes people feel so swollen.

No matter what Jian'er thinks now, Hulala suddenly surrounded her. You should know that after passing this village, there will be no store. Few people will be as generous as Jian'er and can be used to it. No matter who gets such a treasure, it will definitely be the rhythm of providing it. If you don't seize such an opportunity, you will be in the mind.

"Don't squeeze, be careful to squeeze this basin off the ground." Old Master Song's throat made everyone pause, and he went back three feet away. Just kidding, if such a baby really crushed the basin to the ground because of his carelessness and broke the pair of cicadas placed inside, it would be a big trouble. Don't say whether you can afford to pay such a priceless treasure. Just thinking that your behavior may destroy a pair of cicadas will be frightened.

"Okay, line up, come and see one by one." Old Master Song shouted again in a majestic manner, hey, don't say that this really works, the few people who squeezed in line with age arranged the team in two ways. Seeing this situation, Old Master Song nodded with satisfaction and gave up his position, "Come on, Lao Zhen, you get started first."

"Okay!" Take a deep breath, and Boss Zhen rubbed his hands like Mr. Song before, took a deep breath, and then walked forward with a serious look on his face.

Looking at the people who looked like kindergarten kids, Jian'er felt the black lines on her head. It's true, is it? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!