The midday sun was blazing, and there were few people on the streets, and the streets around the weapons were even more deserted.

"What kind of weapon are you looking for?" Bai Baiyou looked at Feng Muge, who walked straight forward without raising his head, and finally couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

She had already passed by two or three weapons shops, and she only stood at the door for a moment, and turned away without even looking.

Is there such a way to choose weapons? It's the first time I've seen him.

"Anything goes." Feng Muge replied.

In fact, it wasn't her picking weapons at all, she was squeaking and choosing.

Isn't it a treasure hunting mouse? Now it's finally its turn to do its job!

Every time I stop outside the store, I just let Squeak discern if there are any good things inside.

Missed a few weapon shops in a row, no matter how good Rao is temper is during the day, he can't hold back his face now, "You ......"

"Squeak!" Suddenly, Squeak, who was lying on Feng Muge's shoulder, jumped up and rushed in one direction.

"Keep up!" Feng Muge pulled his legs and ran.

Bai Youyou took a breath and walked up to follow.

"Where did the stinky rat come from!" In a weapons shop, the shopkeeper was sleeping on the table, and was suddenly hit in the face by a furry ball, and instantly became angry, raising his hand and waving it.

Squeak flashed with agility, then landed next to a broken sword in his hand, squeaking out with his claws as if beckoning.

The little guy was surprised by the hamster's humane behavior, and when he looked up, he saw two very delicate and handsome teenagers coming together.

The drowsiness and anger on his face were suddenly swept away, and he smiled brightly, "Two, are you here to sell weapons?" ”

Feng Muge nodded, pointing to the severed sword that was squeaky and held,

"How much does this sword cost?"

There was a hint of surprise on the little girl's face, he didn't expect Feng Muge to ask for this.

This sword was found in the morning when the shopkeeper asked him to tidy up the warehouse, and the broken sword itself was made of black iron, which was not only hard and tough, but also very good, and could have been sold for a good price.

It's a pity that this sword is broken in half, and the surface is rusty, basically no different from scrap iron, he plans to put it first, and then throw it away with other scraps at night, but he didn't expect to take a nap, someone actually wanted to buy the sword.

"Guest, you're kidding." Seeing that Feng Muge and Bai Baiyou had extraordinary temperaments, I thought that the young master of which family came to buy weapons and maybe they could get a little oil and water, but they wanted to buy scrap iron as soon as they came!

The little guy was also speechless, no one wanted to throw away the scrap iron, he couldn't even open a high price if he wanted to.

Where else can I make money!

"This is a waste sword, let alone a weapon, and I don't even have the qualifications to be a kitchen knife.

The two masters don't want to take a look at it anymore, there are many boutiques in our store, all of which are made by the big blacksmiths, you just want the spirit weapons cast by the refiner, and we also have them here! ”

The little guy persuaded him, while eagerly guiding the two,

"Look at this knife, it was forged by our master of housekeeping, and the blade is tough and sharp......

Before the sales pitch of the little guy Kou Ruo Hanging River officially began, he was interrupted by Feng Muge,

"No, I'll just ask for this, you can make a price."

She smiled cynically, "My family Squeaky likes this, I bought it as a self-defense weapon." ”

"Squeak?" When the little guy heard these two words, his face was strange, and he turned his head stiffly to look at the hamster who was squatting on the remnant sword to show off his might.

No...... It wouldn't refer to this hamster, would it?