Xia Qing and Shi Xuanxuan walked faster and faster, leaving the ring far behind.

"Well, there's no one behind. ”

Shi Xuanxuan looked back, secretly relieved in her heart, and asked, "Childe, how did you do that sword?"

Xia Qing broke the sword of Wuzhou's little red lore, and even Shi Xuanxuan was shocked.

"It's all about feeling and luck. Feeling that his luck was running out, he hurried away. Xia Qing smiled, it was purely fun to take the stage challenge, and I wanted to try the strength of the master of Wuzhou, "The martial arts realm is my strength, and the heart fire realm can be reluctantly tried, and it is impossible to challenge the level, and it will only look for abuse." ”

"Childe, you're too bad. ”

Shi Xuanxuan also smiled, and the two of them accelerated away, lest the red people in Wuzhou catch up. After turning a street corner, she suddenly stopped, and Yu Qiniang stood in front of her at some point, wearing a large hat on her head.

"Auntie, why are you here?" Xia Qing was surprised.

"Hmph, I'm not following behind, I'm afraid you kid has been hacked to death by someone now. Yu Qiniang snorted coldly and said, "It's only been long since the old lady walked away, and you kid is in trouble." Qing'er, do you really think that you are already very powerful? Auntie has ever said, what kind of place is this? Is the Seven Star Rock Ghost Market a place where you can be presumptuous?"

Xia Qing's heart moved, "Auntie, you mean the old man of the Seven Stars?"

Yu Qiniang had a cold face, "Some people are only afraid that they are even more difficult than the old man of the Seven Stars." ”

"Yes, auntie, I know, I will never get into trouble again. Xia Qing replied, looking honest.

"I have something to attend to, and I'm really leaving. Demon girl, take a good look at Qing'er, what is the only thing you can ask!" Yu Qiniang snorted coldly, turned around and left, and disappeared into the flow of people in the ghost market.

"Childe, your aunt is so scary!"

Shi Xuanxuan made a grimace and continued to wander around the ghost market with Xia Qing. People come and go in the ghost market, and Wuzhou is a little red and angry, I'm afraid it won't catch up. There are a variety of things for sale in the ghost market, which is dazzling.

After a while, Shi Xuanxuan fell in love with a small thing. It was a small bronze mirror, with some notches on the edges, and it could be seen that it had been some years, but the workmanship was very exquisite, and the more Shi Xuanxuan looked at it, the more he liked it. The stall owner is a one-legged old man, wearing a large wide hat on his head, unable to see his facial features clearly, taciturn and a little withdrawn, and the guests do not even raise their heads.

"Old man, how do you sell this mirror?" Xia Qing asked.

The old man was silent, and held up a finger.

"A tael of silver?"

Shi Xuanxuan put the mirror down, she liked it, but one or two pieces of silver still felt a little expensive. Outside Wuzhou, I'm afraid I can buy ten of these mirrors. Although she has never been short of money since she was a child, Shi Xuanxuan is used to being thrifty.

"One hundred taels. The old man's voice was hoarse and a little slurred, as if there was something wrong with his tongue.

"Xia Qing, let's go. Shi Xuanxuan put down the mirror, turned around and left.

"Sister Xuanxuan, wait a minute. ”

Xia Qing grabbed Shi Xuanxuan's arm, took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels from the Qiankun ring and handed it to the old man, "Old man, I want this mirror." ”

Buying a small mirror for one hundred taels is simply incredible for ordinary people, but Xia Qing is very simple. For him, it's not about buying mirrors, it's about being happy. As long as Shi Xuanxuan likes it, a hundred taels is nothing, not to mention, this small bronze mirror also feels a little unusual, and faintly feels an obscure power fluctuation, it seems that it is not only exquisite workmanship, but also a unique treasure. Without some uniqueness, the lame old man probably would not have shouted such a high price.

"Childe, I'm ......" Shi Xuanxuan wanted to refuse, but Xia Qing put down the silver ticket and picked up the small bronze mirror.

"Hehe, young people have vision, this mirror will not disappoint you. The one-legged old man laughed, his speech was slurred, and his tongue was forked, as if it were the tongue of a poisonous snake, which was indescribably weird.

Shi Xuanxuan was startled, and Xia Qing was also secretly surprised, feeling that the old man seemed to have something to say, so he took the opportunity to ask, "Old man, this is a treasure, what is its name, and what is the use?"

"I don't know, this is many years ago, the old man found it in an ancient ruin, it's a bit strange, but what secrets do you need to explore by yourself. At that time, I was with this mirror, and this dressing box, and there were some gadgets in it, which I gave to you together. The old man took out a dresser box from under the stall and threw it to Xia Qing, then lowered his head and played with a bamboo flute in his hand, blowing a strange sound from time to time.

Xia Qing opened the dressing box, and there was a comb, a small box of rouge and an eyebrow pencil inside, all of which were in tatters and could no longer be used. Surprisingly, there was also a rusty iron nail inside, which was incompatible with the rouge box and other things, and I don't know if it was originally placed in the dressing box, or the one-legged old man casually threw it in. It was this nail that gave Xia Qing a strange feeling, and he sensed a vaguely familiar and friendly atmosphere on it.

"Well, this nail ......"

Xia Qing muttered, picked up the nail and looked at it carefully, feeling more and more. The feeling that this nail gave him was somewhat similar to the kind fluctuations in the depths of Wuzhou, could it be that it had anything to do with his mother?

Except for the nails, they didn't look unusual, but Xia Qing became more and more puzzled. For him, the most valuable thing in the dressing box was not the small bronze mirror, but the nail. Shi Xuanxuan came over and couldn't find anything unusual.

There was a coughing sound behind the two, Xia Qing turned around, and then found that her aunt Yu Qiniang had come behind her again at some point.

"Auntie, aren't you going to do something?" Xia Qing asked.

"You two can wander around, aren't you allowed to walk around with your aunt?" Yu Qiniang glanced at the dresser box in Xia Qing's hand, and said coldly: "In order to please a woman, you actually used a full hundred taels of silver to buy a tattered thing, Qing'er, can you lose a little more?"

"Auntie, are you following us?" Xia Qing understood, and her aunt had been following behind.

"It's not for you kid, I'm afraid that you will cause trouble, and you will be killed if you don't agree. Yu Qiniang snorted coldly.

"Auntie, don't worry, I'll be careful. ”

Xia Qing handed the iron nail to Yu Qi Niang, "Auntie, look, isn't this nail a little weird?"

"Qing'er, do you want to fool people again, don't forget, your aunt and I are ......" Yu Qiniang thought that Xia Qing was deliberately changing the topic, and the next moment her face was moved. Xia Qing's cultivation was still shallow, and she couldn't see the real strangeness of the nail, but she sensed a strong aura from the nail, an almost immortal aura!