……

"You mean, there is the soul of the deceased Eve in the Nyengot?"

"Yes!" Regardless of the pajamas she was wearing, Yawen ran to Xiao Li barefoot, her chest rising and falling.

Xiao Li looked embarrassed.

The secret realm in his previous life was not built by him, he just knew that the hippo could be built there, how could he know that Nainguo was so troublesome - in the previous life, because the relationship between the player and the Eve people was very stiff, and the advanced players were not afraid of the Eve people, it is estimated that they directly broke into the Night Whisperer Forest and robbed it.

There is a soul...... That's really hard, no wonder the hippos say it's the heart and soul of the Eve people.

Xiao Li grabbed his scalp and looked at Yawen: "Can't you really help get one?" Any one of them. The secret realm is really important, it can extract the soul of the boss in the soul stone to form a huge trial place, and when the time comes, it will ...... Upgrades are fast, and so is equipment. ”

Arwen didn't speak, just glared at him.

Xiao Li peeked at the favorability, and saw that the number was falling down in a hurry, and he couldn't even keep 100.

"Okay, I'll take it back." Xiao Li took a sharp breath.

The secret realm can be dragged out, and Nainguo can also think of another way, but if he provokes the girl, he will really have to play with snakes.

He opened his backpack and pulled out a hollow hairpin studded with broken diamonds.

This card is not a stall, but he has saved up money for a long time to buy it for his ex-girlfriend at Ma Dad's. was going to surprise his ex-girlfriend, but they gave him a scare first - a thigh split in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that Naengo was so important to the Eve people, I take back my words." Xiao Li stood up and put the hairpin in the palm of his hand.

"This hairpin is very beautiful, and the leaf shape suits you perfectly. Actually, I wanted to give it to you when I took a picture of you on the top of the tree a few days ago, because it goes well with your outfit. It's just that I can't find an excuse, and I'm afraid of being abrupt. ”

"I apologize." Xiao Li looked at Arwen pitifully: "Don't look at me like this anymore, okay...... I don't really have the experience to deal with girls getting angry. ”

His only experience is that he should apologize as soon as possible and pose well.

Arwen's undulating chest slowly calmed down, she looked at the shiny hairpin, and then at Xiao Li, who looked pitiful, and the corners of her eyes finally bent.

"Okay, I accept."

Yawen took the hairpin, compared it to the mirror on her head, and when she turned around and saw that Xiao Li was looking at her, she immediately held the hairpin in her hand.

After thinking about it, Arwen sighed softly: "If the secret realm is really as important as you said, and it must be a Nai Enguo, I will go back tomorrow and ask my father for one." ”

"No need." Xiao Li shook his head: "I respect your customs. ”

"Nothing, the soul is divided into good and bad." Arwen smiled slightly, "I'll just ask my father for the Nene fruit of those bad people's souls." ”

Xiao Li was speechless for a long time.

"People are starting to think you have to have that one...... "Arwen pointed to the soft glow of the Nayn fruit on the wall, "that has my grandmother's soul." ”

……

Xiao Li drew a drawing until dawn, and he didn't dare to guarantee that it would be successful.

Rubbing his astringent eyes, he watched Arwen dress neatly and with a hairpin on her head, and walked in front of her full of vitality.

"It's beautiful." Xiao Li was sincerely admired.

"I think so." Arwen smiled, saw his eyes and frowned, "You stayed up all night?" Go and rest. ”

"I'm still holding on...... Oh no, I can't hold it. Xiao Li was about to do something, but unexpectedly, tiredness came up, and his eyelids began to fight.

"You give this manuscript paper to Raisa, and I'll lie down for a while."

Seeing that he really lay on the table, Arwen felt a little unbearable, and hesitated: "Do you want to go to bed and sleep?" ”

"No...... It's already bothering you. ”

Xiao Li muttered, and soon his breathing became even.

……

Xiao Li slept until the afternoon.

For the next day or so, he waited for the craftsman on the Psicoccus side to make a magic printing press, and explained to Glellis the configuration of various magic potions—given that Glellis was also very talented in magic, he planned to focus on training.

As for Arwen...... Frankly, Xiao Li will admit that she has a talent for magic, but to be a good and qualified mage, talent is only secondary, and the brain is the most important.

Xiao Li didn't think Arwen had a brain.

The world has both a brain and a long chest.

She's in charge of beauty.

However, there is good news from the mine, a player who has been immersed in mining since the start of the server has finally been promoted to a senior miner. And under the generous reward of the Academy of Magic, this guy worked overtime to make up half a catty and paid the task.

Because the bounty task released by Xiao Li is the only one, the condition is that only senior miners can accept it.

He knows too well the nature of the player's urine, and no player can resist the temptation of [Unique Mission] - what if he is the Chosen One in a Million?

In addition to this, there is also a news that has spread all over Jiling City.

The horse dealers are coming.

When a group of players who were generally not very high-level, but each rode a tall horse, appeared in the Misty Wasteland, the high-level players of the entire Spirit City almost went crazy.

For a time, all kinds of online and offline face-to-face payments of dimensional currency and face-to-face payment of RMB made a miasma.

Mounts, who doesn't like them?

This made Xiao Li angry enough, because of this wave of coaxing, a slightly decent horse directly started at 20,000 yuan.

According to the exchange rate of the offline black market, this is almost 5,000 RMB.

"Malabar, these horse dealers are here to scrape the ground, right?"

Xiao Li stared at the more than 5,000 Wei coins in his private pocket, and hated it for a while, the 5,000 Wei coins he got by selling the Hui Cheng scroll he had drawn in time, and every dime was hard money.

The college account has more than 200,000 yuan, but I can't withdraw it!

"Fallen horse masters (horse dealers), don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind."

Xiao Li opened Self Task Management and edited a custom task with a unique number of completions.

【The Mystery of the Space Circle】

Mission Level: S, 3 days limited.

Objective: Create a teleportation circle for your city.

Quest Steps: Exchange the high-grade mount for the spatial teleportation circle blueprint, bring back the blueprint to find the master craftsman to engrave the circle, and place the magic core to activate the circle.

Rewards: Special title [Paving the Way], 10 scrolls to return to the city, 1000 experience.

The task editing was successful once, and it seems that in the eyes of the system, the difficulty of building a teleportation is indeed very high, and it is worth giving S-level and rewarding special titles.

But you can't eat it...... What else can you do besides pretending to be forced?

After going offline, waiting for Liu Jing at a noodle restaurant called Meet You, Xiao Li turned on his mobile phone and entered the forum.

Sure enough, his own posts on the forum have become essence + hot.

The reply has also changed from waiting for verification at the beginning to worshipping countless pages later. There are even people who begin to doubt his identity, asking if he is a GM, an alien.

He knew that as the prediction of his second post was confirmed, the title of the magic weaver was about to be confirmed.

However, in order to make the weaver the kind of big V that others will believe no matter what they say, or at least think about it, it takes a wave of operations.

But when he returned to the home page, a hot post that had just been put up made his good mood disappear.

"[818] Su Handai, is it really good to give the best weapon black to the trumpet? 》

Naming the surname 818, this is the rhythm of completely tearing the face.