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1111. Prayer Hall 7

The doctor ordered calmly: "Cream the body. When someone asked, they said they were infected and died of being infected by the people in the house. As for the people in the house, they sent someone to inform his family and said they could be picked up."

"yes!"

...

What's going on now?

Qu Tan'er walked to the street with a blank expression on her face. Qinling left, why did the doctor in Qi'antang kill two little maids? It was inexplicable.

This is what Qinling ordered?

No! Qu Tan'er is even more confused.

For more than half a month, she has been staring at Qinling and has never seen him say such an order.

But why? Could it be that the doctor in Qi'antang is taking his own initiative? Or did the two little maids make some mistakes?

Qu Tan'er doesn't know the truth.

Soon, she stopped thinking about this question.

What does these things have to do with her? No matter what conspiracy or purpose is hidden, it has nothing to do with her.

This world has nothing to do with her...

Next, Qu Tan'er found an inn, washed up and went directly to the cultivator's trading street.

She walked through all the medicine shops, but did not see a single soul salivation flower. The only thing she didn't go to was the auction house of the HaiLan Chamber of Commerce. How to say it? The HaiLan Chamber of Commerce gave her a very good impression. Of course, it was not annoying. At least there was a tactful person, such as the young man in brocade clothes.

After a while.

Qu Tan'er stood indifferently in front of the HaiLan Chamber of Commerce.

At this time, she no longer dressed as a civilian, but instead put on a long silver gown, like a weak young man, slender, delicate and cute.

Not like a cultivator.

Standing at the door, it did not attract the attention of the gatekeeper.

Such a clean pseudo-teenager naturally did not give people a sense of threat.

Who would have known that such a guy can kill more than a dozen experts from the Ziyun Sect in a blink of an eye?!

Today, there is an auction.

Those who enter will present an invitation with the HaiLan logo.

Outside, there were still people standing who had no invitations and wanted to go in but couldn't.

Qu Tan'er frowned.

Did she leave like this? But she didn't have an invitation in her hand.

How to get in? After thinking for a few seconds, Qu Tan'er raised her chin arrogantly, held her hands and walked forward with her chest. Her beautiful eyes didn't even scan the two guards, and walked directly to the gate. It was not that she wanted to make a move, but that if you were cowardly and polite with the guards, you would make the guards feel like a soft persimmon and could be pinched casually.

Similarly, it is difficult to enter this door today.

However, many rules in the world do not restrict some people who stand at the top.

really--

The two big men guarding the gate were about to ask, but when they saw Qu Tan'er's cold and arrogant little face, they took back the steps they had just taken, standing respectfully on both sides, without looking sideways, pretending to behave.

I saw Qu Tan'er go in.
Chapter completed!
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