The warm wind seemed to be still.
The color of Fan Yunhai's black face became darker and deeper.
The cardinal on the boy's shoulder raised his head proudly at this moment and looked at the big black-haired face with satisfaction.
If it weren't for too many people, Bi Fang would have opened his throat and laughed at him to the fullest.
"Boy... has a genital!"
Fan Yunhai gave a thumbs up, and his expression was not visible on his dark face, but he could hear the strong admiration in his tone.
"I have always been the weapons I used to fight to pick people. I haven't seen such an interesting person for a long time! Okay, I, Fan Yunhai, will make the next example for you today, tell me, what weapons I want, I will forge them for you with materials, and of course, if you think you will not come to me to find weapons of higher grades."
"Don't have a ring-back knife, you need a goose feather knife! The blade is thickened and the blade is cut in the opposite direction." Qin Yin said without hesitation.
The general Nan Zheng was brave and brave, with a sword with a rosy waist, and this was the man's weapon.
Fan Yunhai narrowed his eyes, "Yan Ling, anti-blade, this is a killing weapon... It seems that you have a military aura on your body, so it's normal. How heavy is it to do it?"
“Double.”
"Sixty-two jin! Isn't it a joke?" The smile on Fan Yunhai's face frozen.
"Confirm." Qin Yin didn't say nonsense.
"Then it's 62 kilograms! Without a strange thing like cold iron, you can use more than 6,000-forged stainless steel as the embryo and quench it with pudding water. I, Fan Yunhai, promise to give you a top-grade knife of the mortal level!"
"If you can find some cold iron in this process and mix it into the blade, you may be able to reach the lowest level of treasure."
"Yes." Qin Yin stretched out his five fingers and held them. The hard currency between practitioners was Lingzhu, and Lingzhu was cast from cold iron. The eternal night silver medal left to him by Xue coins seemed to have not paid any mission...
"Okay, this knife requires two gold ingots! Pay a deposit of one ingot first."
Fan Yuanhai opened his big hand.
Bi Fang's face, proudly raised his neck, suddenly stopped. It remembered that Qin Yin's entire belongings when he walked out of the bamboo forest were the two ingots of gold that had been pulled down from the dead.
It's not enough now!
All the money was given to this black-faced man, so did he let his dignified Mr. Bi Fang drink the northwest wind?
The promised wine, the promised beef noodle soup, and the promised red fruit!
All are gone!
Maybe you have to make money by selling your skills!
Bi Fang's eyes began to show a fierce look.
Qin Yin felt the restlessness of the fat bird.
Love to eat, greedy for money!
It is Bi Fang's two major bird goals.
Now Fan Yunhai's words have completed a two-way joint attack on Bi Fang. It would be strange if this fat bird is not crazy.
So Qin Yin grabbed Bi Fang with one hand and threw a ingot of gold with his other hand.
“When will I come and get it?”
"In ten days, if there is a cold iron, it will be delivered before the last two days."
After saying that, Fan Yunhai turned around and entered the shop, which meant to send off guests.
Qin Yin nodded and left, while trying his best to live Bi Fang.
The fat bird struggled and turned his head and shouted:
"I'll tell you Qin Yin, this black-faced man is not kind."
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"What kind of thing dares to collect two ingots of gold with a broken knife!"
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"We two guys can't go to the show if they eat and drink in the future."
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"Boy Qin Yin, you promised me that I would have three jars of fine wine. If you really want to sell your skills, you can't be greedy for my wine money."
"You said something, I promise to make it clear for you."
Qin Yin suddenly stepped and his eyes fell on the fat bird with a serious look.
Bi Fang finally showed some relief in his eyes, "Why, I figured it out, why don't you go back, let's get back that ingot of gold."
The red little eyes were full of expectations.
Qin Yin's eyes showed a little unbearableness.
Bi Fang panicked, "What's wrong with you? I really can't bear to leave you alone?"
Qin Yin sighed and spoke solemnly: "How much money do you think you can earn if you sell you?"
Bi Fang was stunned.
The pair of small eyes instantly covered with blood, and the beautiful red feathers all over their bodies exploded.
"Turtle egg, this saint is fighting with you today!"
The smell of fireworks in Weng City.
The boy ran with a laugh and a fat quail behind him was chasing him with red strides.
For a moment, some people stopped and watched.
At this moment, a young man with a cold face, holding a folding fan in his hand, happened to step in.
The clothes are ice blue silk with elegant bamboo leaves embroidered.
When you raise your hands and feet, you are so noble.
I didn't see how fast he walked, but after taking every step, he was accurately settled half a foot away.
The steps were silent, so such a strange situation did not attract others' attention.
Qin Yin passed through the crowd while strode. Thanks to Xiaocheng's star-chasing legs, he actually had a light and quick way of passing a leaf in the bushes without touching his body.
When Qin Yin landed on the ground next, his spiritual power rushed into a formation in the veins, and his body moved sideways strangely to bypass the pedestrian in front of him.
However, the handsome young man also flashed out of the same gap at the same moment.
Qin Yin was shocked and immediately twisted his body to stagger it.
The young man frowned and looked out with his three fingers together.
The force hit the body sideways, and he didn't feel any powerful momentum, but Qin Yin's body was pushed away three inches.
The two of them were intertwined, and the young man looked coldly.
The moment Qin Yin soared into the air, his hat was just raised.
The two met their eyes.
The other person's eyes were arrogant and calm.
The black hair was tied up by a mutton fat hairpin, which perfectly highlighted the other party's handsome outline.
Her skin is extremely white, her eyes are like water and smoke, and she is even more beautiful than a woman.
When Qin Yin swept over the other person's appearance, he frowned.
And the young man flashed a certain luster in his pupils. The moment the two of them intertwined, their eyes firmly stared at Qin Yin's face.
The eyebrows are raised with a beautiful look! It seems to express a certain mood of the owner.
Surprised, stunned? Or something else?
"Sorry." Qin Yin said immediately after landing, but he also felt familiar.
The person in front of me...'s eyes... why are he staring at me?
And that faint fragrance...
Why are you so familiar with it?
etc!
Sweet but not greasy, like the fragrance after snow...
He only smelled it in one person.
she is--
"Lu," Qin Yin seemed to have thunder struck in his mind, and his eyes widened.
The young master suddenly raised a slender finger as thin as jade, and then directly printed it on his lips in the gap between Qin Yin's hair standing up.
Bi Fang also widened his eyes and stared at the scene in a daze.
The brain with limited capacity freezes instantly.
"Qin Qin Qin Qin, Qin Yin..."
The fat bird was trembling and couldn't say a complete sentence.
Qin Yin was actually teased by another man?
Is this world too crazy or is it that Master Bi is behind...
Now Bi Fang only felt like someone was scratching the iron basin with his nails in his ear.
It's about to explode!
Because when he saw this scene, his grandma remembered the male hanghong bird he was facing!!
The young master, or rather, Concubine Lu Luo!
This contemporary walking of Xuanmo Sect, his beautiful eyes, as if they were like water and smoke, stared at Qin Yin.
She was never surprised.
I thought that the boy from Jiming Village flashed through her destined extraordinary life like a fallen leaf, and was completely buried in the soil.
Who would have thought of the dying boy in Furong Lane?
The boy who was completely penetrated by a rifle.
Not dead...
It also appeared here!
Her mind instantly recalled the subsequent rumors in the world of cultivation, and even more illuminated in her beautiful eyes.
On a rainy night, the fish beam city is broken.
Isn’t Qin Yin one of the parties involved?
It seems that after that night, he really got the fortune of the sky and was saved by a great practitioner who was even above the Zhaoyue Realm.
Since you meet here, it is fate.
Chapter completed!