At this point, Qin Nanxi was helpless, only reluctant to stare at the cold knife shadow that was turning over and over in the vermilion brocade, but was slightly dim. Raising his eyes, he glanced at the scarlet figure with hatred and complaint, and turned around to leave.

"The girl does seem to like this knife?" The vermilion figure behind him opened his mouth to stop Qin Nanxi.

"What about liking? What if you don't like it? Qin Nanxi's words revealed the unwillingness of some losers.

"I'm just curious, how could the girl's family like this sharp weapon?" The two handsome and hard dark brown eyebrows finally glanced at the waist knife in their hands, facing Qin Nanxi. Under his deep hazel eyes, his originally peaceful expression was mixed with some joy and doubt. He didn't seem to hear Qin Nanxi's provocation, and only asked sincerely and frankly.

"Why can't I like this sharp weapon?" Qin Nanxi still did not back down.

"I just don't think girls usually like these sharp things." He was still honest.

"Who says girls can't like sharp weapons? This girl of mine is different, and she likes weapons. Qin Nanxi was annoyed and had nowhere to explain, chewing a sneer on his lips.

"This" The scarlet figure was faintly stunned, a light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips became deeper and thicker. only tilted his cheek slightly, repeated "different" in a low voice, and only after a while did he admit defeat with his face: "There is indeed nothing wrong with it." With that, he reached out his right hand in front of Qin Nanxi, spread out his palm, and let the waist knife be in front of her eyes, lying quietly in his palm, waiting for her to take it easily.

"What is this?" Qin Nan was puzzled.

"Since the girl loves this knife so much, and seems to have some relationship with it, it should belong to the girl, and I will give it to the girl." He was still as open as the wind that came and went freely.

"This" Qin Nanxi hesitated, and his tone couldn't help but soften, "Since you recognize it at a glance, it's 'Ice Spirit', and you have a lot to do with it, or you also like this knife very much, how can I ....... it?"

"Big brother, you are really in the weapons shop! It's easy to find us, there are great things, great things! A black and sturdy figure outside the door rushed in like the wind, interrupting Qin Nanxi's words, and the three of them couldn't help but look at the person at the same time.

The rough and atmospheric voice had not yet landed, and the thick figure was already standing in front of him like a gable. A huge head, a black face with some honesty and perseverance, two thick black eyebrows, a pair of big black eyes, a pair of broad shoulders, a pair of long and big hands holding a big knife, a pair of big feet standing firmly, he came in, even the originally empty weapon shop seemed crowded for a while, and even the swords, guns, swords and halberds standing against the wall around them trembled and shook against the figure.

Seeing that the person who came was clearly not from the Central Plains, Qin Nanxi was suspicious of the origin of the person in front of him, but he saw that this big man was very respectful to the vermilion figure, and he didn't care about the people in the store, he only owed a huge body, and saluted the vermilion figure.

"What's so good about it that deserves your panic?" The vermilion figure glanced back at the big man, unfazed.

"Really, big brother, as you expected, that, that" The big man originally had his eyebrows fluttering, but when he said this, he suddenly paused, turned his head and glanced around at Qin Nanxi and Xue Rui who were standing in the store, hesitated for a moment, then leaned over, and continued to whisper happily in the ear of the vermilion figure.

The vermilion figure only listened quietly, except for the occasional faint jump in the center of his eyebrows, and there was no movement on his angular face. After listening silently, he replied lightly: "It's only half, and the iron is hot, so you can go with me to take a look." Then he turned and walked away, walking like the wind. But after only taking two steps, he suddenly paused and turned around to look at Qin Nanxi.

"Bingluo will give it to the girl, and ask the girl to treat it well." Before the words fell, he reached out and pulled her hand, put the waist knife in her palm, quickly withdrew his hands, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

"Don't you like this knife too? How can I win the love of others. Qin Nanxi was really surprised and blurted out to stop him.

Hearing this, the vermilion figure stopped his steps and turned around: "I really like this knife very much. It's not because of his rarity and preciousness, but because of the story behind this knife, he admires and admires the old owner of this knife, so he wants to buy it and treasure it. But I saw that the girl also loved this knife very much, and seemed to have some relationship with it, presumably the girl would treat this knife well, so I gave it to her, and asked the girl to treat it well. After that, he bowed again, as if he was entrusting his beloved things to his best friend.

"This, this, that, thank you, thank you." Qin Nan stumbled, holding the waist knife tightly with both hands, holding it in his heart, as if this was the only way to be worthy of his solemn entrustment.

There was a sound of horses' hooves outside the door, kicking and trampling on the bluestone slab, accompanied by a loud snort, indicating that it was impatient waiting outside the door. When the vermilion figure heard the sound, he suddenly smiled brightly, turned around and was about to go out.

"Hey, you wait." Qin Nanxi came back to his senses, how could he just let go of the clues?

"You just said that there is a story behind this knife, you admire its old owner, do you know its old owner? What exactly is the story you're telling? Holding the knife tightly, Qin Nanxi chased after him and asked.

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the vermilion figure who stopped and turned around when he heard the sound, and after a slight pause, he said apologetically: "Today is in a hurry, I can only say goodbye, if he is destined to meet again one day, I will tell the girl the story behind this knife." After that, he glanced at the waist knife in Qin Nanxi's hand and disappeared at the door.

The scorching light of noon forced in from the doorway, and a scarlet shadow was still gently swinging in the empty weapon shop, revealing an incongruous warmth between the cold sword light and sword shadows.

"Who is the old master he is talking about? Is the princess of the former dynasty who is close to him Mr. Su's An'er? Who the hell is this person? Why does it seem like he is familiar? A series of questions quietly rose up like the increasingly hot heat at this time, firmly covering Qin Nanxi, who was standing in a daze.

"Miss, the people are gone, what else do you see? You clearly recognized him just now, but you don't want to tell him about it? Now I owe someone three hundred taels of silver, three hundred taels, you don't even know what someone's surname is, and you say goodbye, how can you see you? Xue Rui poked her head out and tried to look at the empty doorway, with a sense of regret that did not match the words.

Qin Nanxi pinched Bingluo's hand for a while, and then suddenly came back to his senses, let go of the palm he was holding tightly, ignored Xue Rui's nagging, hurriedly walked out of the weapon shop, and returned home.