#1152 Angler (2)

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Hehe, does he also want to learn Jiang Taigong to fish?

Yang Zimei couldn't help but smiled softly.

Hearing her laughter, the angler finally made a syllable "Huh?"

However, he still didn't look at her and continued to fish without moving.

As if he was convinced that his vertical hook would catch fish.

Yang Zimei sat for a while, and worried about Xiao Qianlianyi and the others, so she couldn't help but stand up and said to the angler, "I'm leaving, I'm going to find someone, you fish slowly!"

She only took two steps when she suddenly heard the sound of fish being caught on the water, so she couldn't help but turn around curiously to see if the vertical hook could really catch fish.

The fishing rod in the hands of the angler is raised.

I saw that there was a fish as big as a palm, but it was colorful and looked very beautiful.

The fish struggled on the hook.

The hook is obviously vertical, but it can't struggle out. It's really strange.

Yang Zimei couldn't help walking back to him again and asked curiously, "How did you do this?"

The angler threw the fish into a small bucket nearby.

Seeing the small bucket, Yang Zimei couldn't help but be speechless.

What a luxury!

The barrel used to hold the fish is actually made of jadeite, and it is also a glass species of jade emperor green.

An emperor green the size of a bird's egg would cost more than 100 million yuan, let alone a bucket.

And such a precious jade barrel, which is priceless and hard to find in the world, was placed casually on the grass next to him, filled with half a barrel of water, and although it looked good, it was obviously ordinary. fish.

Yang Zimei felt that her heart was bleeding.

The petty greed is back.

I really want to take this bucket as my own!

"Isn't it a pity that such a top-quality jade barrel is used to store fish casually?"

Yang Zimei squatted beside the jade barrel and touched it with all her hands.

The top-quality jade under the sunlight seems to condense all the greens in the world.

It also feels good in the hand.

Stroking it, warm, comfortable, aura infiltrated.

"give you?"

The angler actually answered this time.

His voice is very nice, like fairy music, with some kind of charming magnetism.

Yang Zimei was startled.

Isn't that the sound of Snow Lake?

"Snow Lake?"

Yang Zimei couldn't contain the ecstasy in her heart, so she screamed, and without any regard for etiquette, she reached out to lift his bamboo hat.

The angler blocked her hand, and a powerful force separated her hand and made it impossible for her to take a step closer to him.

"Xuehu, Xuehu, is that you?"

Even though she knew that Xuehu would not treat her rudely like this, she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, calling softly, tears streaming down her face.

I wish the person in front of me was Snow Lake!

I hope he can survive the catastrophe and appear in front of him intact!

I wish I could have him by my side!

She has no love for Xuehu, but is just as dependent on her brother.

Only in front of Xuehu can she act like any little girl, act like a child, be cruel, laugh and scold.

These, even Long Zhutian can't be replaced.

Long Zhutian was carrying too much weight and too much gloom.

She loved him so much that she was reluctant to put a little burden on him.

However, she was also burdened with too much weight, too much gloom, and this gloom and heaviness could only be resolved in front of Snow Lake.

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