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After learning the few outside disciples who had no one in sight, and saving the disciples who had broken the veins, Ye Lingyue passed through the crowd with pride.

Tan Yizhenjun's medicinal herbs, she naturally moved her hands and feet, but she did not expect that she would be taken seriously by the seriously injured.

Fortunately, she has saved the life of the man with a sigh of relief.

Ye Lingyue is a rather incomparable person, which means that she will never let go of someone who offends her, but she will not be casually innocent.

Half of Ye Lingyue's goal to the city today is completed, but the remaining half has just begun.

Time has passed by noon, and there are two hours from dusk.

This time, just before and after the lunch break, there are not many people, but some of the talents who came to catch up with the night market just came out.

Ye Lingyue pondered, she should have the idea to earn a stone.

Just before she came along, it seemed to be hanging out, but in fact, she was observing the various shops in the moon market.

The items sold in the moon market are varied, with materials and finished products, as well as some weapons and clothing. It looks just like the general market on the continent of Qingzhou.

You can look at it in detail and it is a bit different.

After all, it is the moon market inside the lonely moon sea. Even if it is sold by ordinary disciples, the color is better than any market that Ye Lingyue has seen, even the prefecture-level auction of Jubaoge.

Ye Lingyue had planned to sell the medicinal herbs or the idea of a sacred plant in Hongmeng, and was forced to dismiss it.

To say that she can only have a market on the moon market in the lonely moon, I am afraid that there will be only Qiankun Zijin bag.

However, when Ye Lingyue first arrived, he was mixed in as a servant. The first time he bought or sold, he naturally did not dare to be so blatant.

Just when Ye Lingyue was frowning, there was a warrior passing by, and Ye Lingyue's gaze fell on the sabre of the warrior's waist...

Her eyes slammed, and she did not say anything. She found a junction and took a piece of bamboo and pen and ink from the Qiankun life bag. After brushing a few large characters, she swayed to the side and waited for the first sale. Going to the door.

In the moon market, people come and go, Ye Lingyue does not drink, the only attraction is the cloth hanging on the side.

But most people don't take a look.

Until there was a somewhat familiar female warrior, walked past Ye Lingyue.

The female disciple is the horse-faced female warrior who sold the medicine earlier.

After the medicinal materials on her booth were sold out, she was ready to leave, and she just saw Ye Lingyue posing there.

The horse-faced female disciple recognized Ye Lingyue, and wanted to see what she was selling. She couldn't help but step down. Her eyes fell on Ye Lingyue's face and then looked at her side. Signboard, I saw a line of words written on the cloth.

Professional refurbishment and repair, charging one to five pieces of Lingshi.

The horse-faced female disciple was a little surprised. She went back and forth to the moon market many times. She has seen people selling everything, and she has never seen anyone doing anything to renovate.

"Little girl, what do you say about renovation? What is new?"

The female disciple asked casually.

"Hey, it's your sister. You can renovate everything from weapons to hair accessories to protective gear. As long as it is a spirit, I can help you renovate or repair it in a quarter of an hour. The fees vary according to the difficulty. Sister, you just helped me out. If you visit me, I can give you a 50% discount."

Ye Lingyue also recognized the female disciple and said with a smile.

What can really be refurbished?

The female disciple thought about it and took out a dilapidated bun from her own arms. It seems to be some years old, and the silk flowers on the bun have already produced a thick layer of metal iron.

This hairpin has a very special meaning for the female disciple, so even though she is very old, she still reluctant to throw it.

In the early years, she also tried to find someone to repair, but those refiners said that once they were refurbished, they would damage the surface of the hair, and the female disciple would not drag it.

It was rare to meet Ye Lingyue, and the charges were not expensive. The female disciple had another idea and handed the hairpin up.

"Look, can you let it go back to its original state, but ask if you can't damage it, otherwise, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people."

Ye Lingyue took over the hairpin and looked at it. He found that this one looked at the inconspicuous hairpin. It was actually made by combining Nirvana Iron with the tears of the people, or the spirit of the top grade.

She was busy with the jokes of the mind, carefully looking at the structure of the hair, and saw her movements between the fingers, the gray fire burning the hair.

At the same time, Ye Lingyue controlled the stagnation and quickly purified the dirt on the surface of the bun.

The horse-faced female disciple was watching, and she was afraid that Ye Lingyue would accidentally damage her hair, but to her surprise, Ye Lingyue's inconspicuous gray fire was a little bit smashed. Dirt deposited for many years to remove.

Like a pearl that has been dusty for many years, the hairpin reveals the original appearance.

Ye Lingyue took off the gray fire, and the corner of his eye pointed to the tail of the bun, and he also engraved a small line of words.

"Wang Yunwu love, rogue gift."

It seems that this worry is the gift of the sister of the sister?

Ye Lingyue just had to hand back the hairpin, and the horse-faced female disciple couldn't help but reach out and grab it. She grabbed the hairpin, just like grasping the root of life, the voice shivered slightly.

"Really... really good, the words above are still there."

With her own hands, she repeatedly rubbed the seven words above, and the eyes were already warm.

"Sister, a spiritual stone, you are a ground-level spirit, a high-level spirit, renovation requires two pieces of Lingshi, I count you 50% off, only pay a piece of Lingshi."

Ye Lingyue's white tender little hand shook in front of the horse face female disciple.

The horse-faced female disciple did not say anything. She took two pieces of Lingshi from her pocket and gave it to Ye Lingyue.

"I paid you the original price, you helped me a lot. What is your name?"

The female disciple also realized her own gaffe, and she carefully took the hairpin and looked at Ye Lingyue's eyes, which was more respectful.

The refining masters in Lianzongmen did not dare to renovate their hair. Ye Lingyue made it in the hands of the disciples. In the eyes of the female disciple, Ye Lingyue is not an ordinary "outer disciple". .

"My name is Ye Lingyue. I will set up a booth here every month. If you have other teachers, brothers and sisters to renovate, you can introduce it to me. The material fee is calculated separately. I will give you 50% off." The month is also welcome, I have received the Lingshi, and I still don't forget to greet me again.

Anyway, she just made some smoldering and full of sighs. After meditating, she can recover, and there is no real deal.

The female face of the horse face secretly remembered the name of "Ye Lingyue" in the bottom of her heart. The dagger nodded and left the moon market.