Don't worry, young man, what should be given to you will not be missing you," Uncle Miner patted Murong Xiaotian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I've been standing for twenty years, you should let me sit down and take a breath!" ”

"That's, that's," Murong Xiaotian nodded frequently, quickly found a flat boulder, exaggeratedly swept the dust on it with his sleeve, and pulled the miner uncle to sit down.

The oil lamps on the walls of the cave still glowed a faint red, and the flames flickered among the rocks with wolf fangs. The old miner's bloodless face flickered and flickered. All around was quiet, only the faint breathing of the two could be heard.

The old miner took out two things from his arms and handed them to Murong Xiaotian: "Take it, this is what you deserve." After a slight pause, he continued: "Young man, which key to the desolation can only be used when you reach level 60. ”

Murong Xiaotian sat on the boulder opposite the miner's uncle with a relaxed expression, nodded quickly, and eagerly took the things handed over by the old miner and looked at it carefully. One of them was a plain, swarthy-looking ring, and the other was in the shape of a key. The thing has several convex characters engraved on one side, while a strange knife is engraved on the back.

As soon as the things were started, the attributes of the two things were immediately displayed in front of Murong Xiaotian: the Ring of Chaos, a total of 300 compartments of memory items, and an infinite load. It does not occupy a position on equipment and cannot be dropped. The key to the desolation, the key to the passage to the lost world, the quest item.

Murong Xiaotian's hopeful mood couldn't help but be disappointed, except that he could bring more things and save a lot of trouble running away, there was nothing at all!

"Uncle, you just use this thing to send me away, it's too shabby." Murong Xiaotian put things in his hands, stared at the old miner with a bitter face.

Uncle Miner frowned slightly, and then said, "There is something in that Chaos Ring. ”

"Oh?" Murong Xiaotian hurriedly put the ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

Stepless shovel, mining speed plus 5, with advanced mining skills, used by the forger, mining level plus 1.

Seeing this last thing, Murong Xiaotian stood up unconsciously, and yelled at the old miner dissatisfied: "You are also stingy, this stepless shovel is useless to me, it is just something to give away." Not to mention the key to the desolation, it can't be opened until level 60, the year of the monkey and the month of the horse, and even if it is opened, the ghost will know if the task can be completed. Murong Xiaotian folded his fingers around the old miner and continued to count while turning: "And this Ring of Chaos, look at it, look at it, it's just a big box where things are placed," Murong Xiaotian waved his hands and looked up at the sky (but he could only look at the top of the mine) with a look of grievance: "Oh my God, I saved your life, and you only used a broken box to send me away." ”

"That's enough," the old miner jumped up from the stone angrily, his voice pierced Murong Xiaotian's eardrums like a hurricane, red from embarrassment, and his angry and distorted cheeks were particularly hideous under the jump of the oil lamp: "I have lived so old, and it is the first time I have seen such a cheeky person as you." ”

"Roar, roar a little louder, it's best to let everyone in the world know how you treat your life-saving benefactor," Murong Xiaotian looked at the old miner coldly, and was not shocked: "In a word, do you give it or not?" ”

The old miner stared at Murong Xiaotian fiercely, his expression changed from anger and excitement to embarrassment and frustration, and finally he shook his head helplessly and slowly sat back on the boulder.

"You mean it's not going to be given?" Murong Xiaotian's tone was aggravated and aggressive.

"Let's tell you the truth, I just want to give it to you, and I don't have anything left," the old miner glanced at Murong Xiaotian with disdain and snorted coldly.

"Hehe," Murong Xiaotian laughed twice, slowly walked in front of the old miner, bent down slightly, and squeezed out a few words at the old miner's face: "What about you-that-block-blood-eye-stone-?" ”

"You," the old miner stood up again, his vigorous and powerful hand trembling a little, and pointed at Murong Xiaotian's nose: "Don't daydream like this, you kid, the value of that thing is not what you kid can imagine." ”

"Hmph, is that broken stone worth more than your life?" Murong Xiaotian slapped off the old miner's hand that was about to poke the tip of his nose, and ruthlessly continued to destroy his heart: "Your old man has been trapped for twenty years for that broken stone, haven't you had enough, and now that you are a lot older, what are you going to toss around, go home honestly, and enjoy your old age happily, isn't it better?" ”

All the confidence of the old miner collapsed under Murong Xiaotian's stern and contemptuous words, and he stood quietly on the spot. All ambitions vanished in an instant.

"Time waits for no one," the old miner's voice was low and sad, as if he had aged a lot.

Flowers bloom and fall, the years are like tides, and a river of spring water flows eastward. Looking back suddenly, it is already a matter of things and people, and twenty years are just a dream of Nanke!

Murong Xiaotian stepped forward and gently shook Lao Kuang's hand, his eyes showing firmness and sincerity: "Uncle, I know that your wish is to become the best forging master in the world. I assure you that I will open you a blacksmith in the main city, and find you the best forging materials to make you a world-famous blacksmith. ”

Murong Xiaotian shook the old miner's hand vigorously, and his tone was more sincere: "This bloody eye stone should be kept by me for you first, and you also know the truth of Huaibi's self-sin." In case someone comes to rob it, it's not something that you, a forger, can deal with, but I'm different, I'm a warrior, and I have the ability to protect myself. ”

Seeing that the thing is about to arrive, the pie is not covered. It's obviously something that wants other people's things, but it's still said that it's magnificent, and it's eye-catching. I don't want to think about it, I'm just a zero-level broken warrior, if I really fight, maybe two mine picks can knock the old miner to death.

The old miner nodded again and again at Murong Xiaotian's flickering, and his already disappointed eyes shone with hope. Trembling, he took out an old bag from his bosom, gently opened the mouth of the bag, and poured a stone as red as blood and shaped like an eye into his palm.

In an instant, a red light shot out from the old miner's palm, and the blazing light of the red flame shone throughout the cavern. A girl's affectionate gaze permeates the entire space.

Murong Xiaotian stared at the bloody eye stone stupidly, and saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth without giving face. The whole eyeball is filled with that brilliant color. I couldn't help but feel proud in my heart: "Damn, Lao Tzu doesn't fool you, can you be willing to give me such a good thing!" ”。