One day, the Qiankun bag was lost and could not be found. "

Cheng Tianhuang shredded the note and said: "The token was taken to the auction house by a nun and is about to be auctioned."

"Woman?" Feng Changan lowered his eyes, and a familiar face suddenly flashed in his mind.Thank you Yoon one by one.

Xie Yun waited for a day, but did not see Feng Chang'an coming to trouble him, secretly happy that Feng Chang'an must have thought it was lost, and immediately prepared to auction it on the black market, but who knows, the auction house just refused to auction it, and even dragged her to talk about it pull.

Her intuition was wrong, Xie Yun grabbed the token and was about to leave. In fact, she didn't want to auction the token, but there was a patient at home who needed medicine, so she took the risk to auction it on the black market.

As for why she didn't sell the other items in the Qiankun Bag, it was because she found that all the items were quite valuable, and if she sold them, Feng Changan would come to her and couldn't afford to pay.

Looking left and right, this dark and broken sign is the least valuable.

Just as she was about to step out the door, a sword lay across her neck, "Fellow Daoist, we meet again, what a coincidence."

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