Bai Mo found the pink and crystal peach blossom bracelet in the original work in a street stall that was really inconspicuous...

There were several pink crystal bracelets of similar styles hanging in the large black jewelry box unfolded in front of the stall owner, but only one was the authentic one.

Holding it in your hand, Bai Mo could feel a trace of spiritual energy flowing from the cold jade.

It is very weak, and it is incomparable to the various precious jades wrapped in some raw stone wool materials in the inner street.

However, this little bit of spiritual energy is enough to prove the value of this bracelet.

After all, in the Dharma-Ending Age, the spiritual energy of the Earth China was seriously lacking. This string of pink crystal jade bracelet containing spiritual energy can nourish people after wearing it for a long time.

"How much does this bracelet cost?" Bai Mo hooked the string of pink crystal peach blossom bracelet with dazzling brilliance with his fingertips, and asked the stall owner with a light look on his face.

The stall owner is a young girl.

He has a beautiful appearance and calm manners, and he has a charm of a down-and-out noble lady.

When answering her, she spoke quietly and slowly.

"Imitation Powder Crystal Bracelet, 200 yuan."

Ye Yang noticed the faint spiritual energy contained in the bracelet in Bai Mo's hand from afar. When he heard the young stall owner say that it was only 200 yuan, he had a strong premonition in his heart.

This bracelet belongs to him Ye Yang!

Ignore the feminine style and color of the pink crystal peach blossom bracelet, there is nothing wrong with this sentence.

"I want this bracelet!" Ye Yang's domineering and powerful voice came from afar, and with his footsteps, his figure went from far to near.

Ye Yang's domineering and strong tone just now was as if he was not a big man fighting with a girl for a string of women's bracelets, but wearing a suit and ties, entering and leaving the magnificent and bright clothes and angrily, and spending a lot of money at the auction... funny.

Bai Mo couldn't help laughing.

Ye Yang felt a flash in front of him, as if something was blooming quietly.

His flesh and blood were sleeping in China for only a short week, but his soul experienced tens of thousands of years. Therefore, Ye Yang did not recognize the girl in front of him at first sight. The girl he once secretly fell in love with Shen Qinglan.

But perhaps it was due to the plot that Ye Yang, the supreme immortal who saw countless beautiful colors in the Immortal Cultivation Continent, was still beating twice when he saw "Shen Qinglan" standing in front of him.

However, Ye Yang was not Ye Yang who blushed whenever he talked to the goddess. He was calm and composed (pretending to the end), and turned to the stall owner and said:

"Is the bracelet in her hand two hundred dollars? I want it! It's two hundred here, don't look for it-"

Ye Yang took out two red coins from his white-washed jeans pocket and handed them to the stall owner.

A proud and rewarding face seemed to be saying - this is something I have given you, so please kneel down and thank you for your kindness!

When he said this, Ye Yang's eyes glanced at Bai Mo intentionally or unintentionally—

Although this woman made me a little moved, compared to making money to buy medicinal materials to refine the spirit-shaping pill, reshaping the dantian and embarking on the road to cultivating immortals, all your heart can be given up!

Bai Mo: "..."

Is this male protagonist a problem? He only took 200 yuan in total, and he said he didn't need to look for it, so he was looking for yarn?!

The stall owner - a young girl with a down-and-out nobleman's literary temperament, did not take the money from Ye Yang, who was so 200 yuan that he was so arrogant that he was 20,000 or 20,000 yuan, but turned his eyes to Bai Mo.
Chapter completed!