"How much is there to lose?" The man slapped the table again, his eyes widening to add to his presence.

An Su didn't speak while picking up the rice, Xiao Qianchao snorted coldly, "Pretend." ”

"You're a ...... A small spirit stone, barely worth a gold? This meal is one gold and two dollars, and you still owe me two cents. Xiao Er smiled in embarrassment, and reached out to the man to ask for the remaining two pennies.

"What the hell! The fraction of the two pennies is not wiped by the master. The man picked up his knife and almost pointed at Xiao Er's nose.

Although the knife was not unsheathed, this move was very disrespectful to Xiao Er.

"Master, the small shop is a small business, and it doesn't make you a few pennies." Xiao Er still looks flattering, but in fact, he deliberately embarrassed the man in his heart, who made him have no brains and speak arrogantly.

Open the door to do business, and wipe it with a friendly person, this kind of "aristocrat" who looks down on people with dog eyes, does he wipe zero and disgust himself?

Not a penny less!

"Call your shopkeepers! I'll see if I can give me face! ”

The man spat at the ground and spat wildly.

Xiao Er glanced at the saliva on the ground, pursed his lips, and went to call the shopkeeper without saying anything.

The shopkeeper was a young man, with fine skin and tender meat, very beautiful.

"What's going on?"

A good-looking person has a good voice.

"You're stingy when you open the door to do business! It's just two pennies to hold onto. ”

"It's always been like that."

"Fuck off! Lao Tzu has no money! ”

The people in the whole restaurant thought that the shopkeeper would say that if he didn't have any money, he would forget it, but the shopkeeper's words were shocking.

"A plate in the back kitchen costs a penny."

Just like his meticulous temperament, the words he says are also clear-eyed.

"This man is a facial paralysis like our master." Qianchao whispered in Ansu's ear.

An Su raised his head and took a look, it was indeed quite similar, and even his facial features were three-pointed.

Could it be that it is the master's long-lost brother?

"I'm a disciple of Xuanyi Sect!" The man saw that the shopkeeper "didn't know what to do", and began to report to his home.

The shopkeeper looked at him deeply and didn't speak, and the little two on the side laughed wildly:

"The head of Xuanyi Gate is our boss, come on."

An Su raised his head and searched for the authenticity of Xiao Er's words from the shopkeeper's expression, only to see that his expression was faint and he did not refute.

I flipped through my side quests, and I got it, and it was cold.

"Isn't this a family?" The man changed his arrogant appearance and smiled flatteringly.

The facial paralysis shopkeeper's expression moved, and he lightly opened his thin lips, "Let's go." ”

Just let the man go.

Ansu successfully finished the last bite of rice, and the sugar gourd had already eaten a round belly.

"Little Er, check out."

Xiao Zhengtai Qianchao neatly lined up one gold and two articles on the table.

"Okay." Due to the unpleasantness just now, Xiao Er didn't say anything about erasing Qianchao, and cleaned up the table by himself.

After Ansu went out, he was pulled into the Treasure Pavilion by Qianchao as he wished.

Qianchao was rich and wealthy, and directly said to the boss: "Shopkeeper, take out all the knives used in your store in the early days of foundation building." ”

"Inside, please." The shopkeeper quietly looked at the clothes with a thousand tides in his eyes, and personally took the two of them to see the weapons.

The Treasure Pavilion is not high-end, there are many weapons suitable for the foundation building period, the shop where the glowing spirit stone shines is as bright as day, and the swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks are displayed in it.

The patterns of these weapons are beautiful, but they are dull, and even a few of the knives are not sharpened.

This is a knife used by ordinary people for self-defense, and it is estimated that it will not be able to withstand a large amount of aura, and it will not be able to be used in the later stage of foundation building.

It is a fake handle used to fool novices.

Ansu shook his head, and even Qianchao shook his head.

"Flashy." These, not at all.

"Inside, please, inside, please." The shopkeeper didn't look at it, not only was he not in a hurry, but he smiled even more.

At the end of the shop, there are some simple first-order spiritual artifacts, which have been on the practical side, and there are few intricate decorations, but they are also exquisite.

But Ansu didn't look down on her at all, and she didn't have the idea of buying weapons in the first place.

"Don't." Ansu shook her head.

"Shopkeeper, take out the good things." Qianchao frowned slightly, cleared his throat, and said seriously.

The shopkeeper opened the secret door, took out a piece of fluorite to illuminate the dark room, and said proudly: "These weapons, but they have a spirit, whether they can be selected depends on the fate of the little girl." ”

Before Ansu could get close to these weapons, the long black knife appeared out of thin air and shook Ansu twice in his arms.

It looked down on the knives in front, but the spirit of these knives actually clamored for Ansu to take them away, and it had to come forward to shock them in person.

The long knife has followed Ansu on countless battlefields, killing countless people, even immortals and demons have slashed, it has been shocked twice, and other gorgeous weapons have been quietly eclipsed.

"What is this, what kind of knife?"

The long knife buzzed in An Su's arms, and Qianchao had never seen Bai Wei's weapon, so he was very curious.

"The Great Demon King's Sword."

"What?"

"It's called the Great Demon King's Knife."

An Su raised his eyebrows lightly and swept the long knife in his hand.

Qianchao said with an embarrassed face, this name is really the same as the shape of this knife, there is nothing to boast about.

"Don't you choose any other knives?"

Qianchao's little face was wrinkled, and he always felt that he could think about it again.

"No, my knife doesn't agree." Ansu

The wood is finally not scummy: knives knives!

Today the wood is slag again: the knife of the former anchor!

Mountains & Fish: Is the prop crew so poor? The popularity of the former anchor should be rubbed, and the weapons of the former anchor should also be used?

The Jade of Pompeii: I don't like it very much, the former anchor has disappeared? The actor himself is not hot at all.

Of course, Ansu didn't pay attention to the "stupid" audience, Lao Tzu's knife, how to play it as he wanted.

This is how this group of cuties can "give up"?

Don't be angry with Ansu, this matter is not over!

Today's wood is more scummy: the anchor's momentum can't hold this knife.

The Jade of Pompeii: The former anchor held this knife, and the handle of the knife flew over dozens of secret guards, pressed corrupt officials to walk a few streets, and killed enemies on the battlefield! This is an invincible knife!

Durian Xiaolian: Although this knife looks mediocre, it is already at the artifact level in our hearts, and the little anchor's arm is not as long as a knife, so it is really inappropriate to hold it.

Ying Bailu: There are so many props and knives in this room, let's change the little anchor.

An Su sneered in his heart when he saw the barrage, Lao Tzu also used this knife to break through the two worlds of immortals and demons alone!

Ansu, who did his own thing, didn't have a chance to comment in the live broadcast room, and his finger lightly tapped the knife surface to appease the knife of the Great Demon King.

I'm here with you.

The long knife quickly fell silent, and the sharp and cold power crushed all the gorgeous weapons of this Treasure Pavilion.

Qianchao blinked lightly, stared carefully at the knife in Ansu's arms, and found the subtlety.