Chapter 368 Young Master Is Sick Again

Perhaps because of the fulfillment of his wish, Bu Lige walked a little lightly on the road.

He also hummed an unknown community, and seemed to be in a good mood.

On the way, many people naturally recognized Bu Lige.

As the young master of Zhennan Hou's mansion, Bu Lige's identity can be said to be extremely noble.

"Is it Master Bu who passed by just now?" Someone asked in surprise.

"It should be. I don't know what good things happened to Young Master Bu, but he looks very happy."

"Who knows. But a few days ago, Young Master Bu wandered around the street with a frowning face, but it scared me. I thought something big happened in Nine Lights City..."

Looking at Bu Lige's back, bursts of chatter sounded from the pedestrians.

Soon, Bu Lige came to the residence - Zhennanhou Mansion! 9

Bu Lige was immersed in his own world, with a special smile on his face.

There are also two "hehe" sounds from time to time, which is extremely strange...

"What's the matter, young master? You won't get sick again, right?" After Bu Lige walked away, a maid whispered.

It can be seen that there is a layer of goose bumps on her arm.

It's really the smile before Bu Lige is too scary...

"It's been more than a month since the last time the young master fell ill?"

"You said, do you want to tell the eldest lady about this?"

"I feel that it is necessary."

"Well, I think so too..."

A group of maids talked and had already made a decision.

However, Bu Lige was naturally ignorant of these things.

He went straight to a courtyard.

In the courtyard, there seemed to be a sound of sword chants.

Bu Lige didn't care either and walked in directly.

At the same time, he shouted loudly, "Sister! I'm back!"

Swish!

A hurried sound of breaking through the air sounded.

A very deep sword mark appeared on the wall beside Bu Lige, and the dust rustled.

Bu Lige stopped in an instant, and his body became stiff.

He turned his head a little stiffly, and the traces on the wall clearly caught his eyes.

"Sister, are you trying to murder your own younger brother?" Bu Lige's face withdrew a wry smile.

There is fear.

But Bu Lige believes that Bu Shiyi will not hurt him...

Ahead, a sword-wielding girl dressed in a strong white outfit came forward, valiantly.

It is step poetry.

Bu Shiyi put the long sword into the sheath, and said coldly: "Didn't I say, don't come to disturb me when I practice sword?"

"I don't have something important to do here!" Bu Lige spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Don't you go to see if the Origin Mall is open every day? From your appearance, is the Origin Mall open?" Bu Shiyi raised his eyebrows and guessed.

Bu Lige was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "Okay, you guessed it..."

"The boss has been away for so long, is there anything new in the store?" Bu Shiyi was a little curious.

"Of course there is!" Bu Lige nodded again and again, his expression very excited, "The boss's shop has launched a new weapon sales system! As long as it is in the Tower of Trials, it will be sold!"

Step Poetry was a little surprised.

She naturally knows the weapons sold in the Tower of Trials.

It is no exaggeration to say that the types of weapons contained in it are vast!

It is unbelievable that the boss can actually sell so many weapons.