"Xiaochen!"

The fluctuations in the room finally stopped, and Xiaochen returned to normal, sweating profusely, as if he had taken a bath. [No pop-ups.]

Qin Yurou hurriedly helped Xiaochen up and said softly, "How do you feel?"

Xiaochen's face turned pale, and he reluctantly brought a smile and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm worried about you." ”

"Don't say that, I..."

Qin Yurou stared at Xiaochen with tears in her eyes, and she couldn't go on.

Xiaochen patted Qin Yurou's jade hand and said, "Hungry, if we go eat something, I'm almost hungry." ”

"Puff~"

Qin Yurou glanced at Xiaochen, looked at Xiaochen who rubbed his lower abdomen like a child with an aggrieved face, and said, "You still have the heart to joke, I'm scared to death." ”

"Ugh!"

Qin Yurou was stunned for a moment, watching Xiaochen's slowly stretched out hand gradually touch the corners of Qin Yurou's lips, her body suddenly stiffened, and her heart was like a deer colliding with each other.

He ..... He..... What is he going to do?"

"Is it ......?"

"Xiaochen..... You..... I.... I haven't... Not ready, I...."

Xiaochen was stunned for a moment and said, "What's the matter, what do you want to say?"

"I...."

Seeing Xiaochen's hand gently wiping the corners of his lips and the blood marks left on his fingers, Qin Yurou was stunned for a moment, and a touch of crimson rose from her eyes, "Just wipe the blood on the corners of my lips for me?"

"Shame on you, what am I thinking! Shame on you!"

Qin Yurou didn't dare to look directly into Xiaochen's eyes, and said with a weak mosquito voice in her jade hand on the hem of her skirt: "I'm tired, I'm going to rest, you go out." ”

Xiaochen was stunned for a moment and said, "This is mine...."

"The prodigal son, let you go, you will go, why is there so much nonsense!"

Qin Yuroujiao said angrily.

Xiaochen was confused, rubbed his nose and said, "Okay then, I... I went out for a walk. ”

"Hurry up, don't send it!"

"Bang~"

Looking at the closed door, Xiaochen smiled helplessly and said secretly: "This woman is really strange." ”

Qin Yuru leaned on the door, kept patting her chest, **** up and down with a tempting arc, crimson, and muttered: "What am I thinking!

Out of the inn, walking on the noisy streets of the state capital of Youzhou, Xiaochen slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, his heart was extremely bored, the explosion of that energy Xiaochen knew why, it was the ghost of the hall space, the hall space linked to Xiaochen's divine thoughts, as long as Xiaochen moved, he would enter, but now there was the previous situation, Xiaochen couldn't enter again, thinking that there was still a mother in the hall, Xiaochen was irritable, and unconsciously looked up, and found that he had walked to the state capital Fang City.

Come on, come on, only to find that you are still standing stupidly in front of the door of a building.

Many people around looked at him like fools, pointing and pointing, which made Xiaochen even more puzzled, "What's wrong with me?"

Looking at a magnificent building in front of you, and the monks who are constantly coming in and out, and then look at the three big characters on the black golden silk nanmu plaque hanging above the building, "Wanbao Building".

Xiaochen rubbed his nose and muttered, "This.... How did I get here?"

"I don't remember .... What's going on? Am I sleepwalking?"

Xiaochen didn't mean to come to Fang City at all, but he stood in Fang City, unbelievable.

"Since you're here, let's go in and have a look. It just so happens that the spirit weapon is broken, and there is no spirit weapon at hand, so it is also good to choose one for the next assessment, and it is too ostentatious to use the holy sword, which will definitely cause unnecessary trouble. ”

I thought about it and walked in, as if I was going to come.

"Yo, guest officer, you're here. ”

"Come on, come here, please, we Wanbaolou want to have it, as long as you can't think of it, there is nothing we can't sell, what do you need?

Looking at Xiaochen's surprised gaze, the little guy found that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly said: "Ah, no, it's okay for a woman to go to West Street, we are here..."

"I don't need to..."

"Hey, don't be embarrassed, but you can if you need it, you know!"

The little guy jumped and laughed softly, a picture of you know me.

As soon as he entered the main hall, a small guy in Wanbaolou came over with a smile and greeted Xiaochen warmly, which was so hot that Xiaochen was startled.

Xiaochen coughed lightly twice and said:

"Ahem, I'm here to pick ....."

"Hehe, guest officer, you're here to buy a sword!"

"I...."

Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, this kid is really cheap to speak.

"Oh, hehe, look at what I said, you're here to choose a spirit soldier, what kind of sword do you want to choose as a soldier?"

The little guy said with a smile.

"How do you know I'm going to choose a sword for a weapon?"

Xiaochen said with a smile on the corner of his lips.

This little guy is very interesting and interesting.

"Hey, do you have to guess that. ”

The little guy chuckled.

Clapped his hands, cleared his throat, and said slowly as a storyteller under the bridge:

"Most of our monks on the Kyushu Continent use swords as weapons, and eight of the ten monks who come to our Wanbaolou choose a sword, look at your breath, you must be a monk, but you don't wear weapons, isn't it strange?"

"How many monks will not bring weapons, unless they have not met a handy, then since they have come to us, they must have come to choose a weapon, and it must be the first choice of swords!"

"Looking at the handsome and dashing face of Childe, you know that you are a sword practitioner!"

"He must be a master of the sword!

Seeing Xiaochen's face change slightly, Xiao Xiao was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled slightly, and he changed his words: "Oh, no, it's a swordsman!"

"You're really ....."

Xiaochen smiled helplessly, how could it be that if it was very good, it felt like a taste had changed in his mouth, as if he was scolding, the person who practiced the sword was better, the difference between this slut and the swordsman was too big! Wanbaolou really has everything, it's really only you can't think of it, there is nothing that Wanbaolou doesn't have.

Like this little guy, there must not be such a living treasure anywhere else!

Although Xiaochen didn't want to interrupt the enthusiastic little guy, Xiaochen wasn't sure if he couldn't help it, and threw the little guy out with one hand.

"Ahem~"

"Take me to see your store's weapons showroom,"

"No problem, please, let's walk this way!"

The little guy smiled respectfully and led the way in front.

Xiaochen shook his head with a smile, stepped forward, and said, "I'm very picky. ”

"Hehe, guest officer, I don't dare to say anything else, but whenever I come, none of our customers in Wanbaolou are not satisfied, whether it is the service or our things here, we can make you satisfied!"

"Hehe~ service..."

The corners of Xiaochen's lips trembled slightly, and he said secretly in his heart: "How do other people not know, but when they meet your living treasure, if they want to say that they are satisfied, they must not believe it." ”

At least after Xiaochen came into contact with this guy, he was quite suspicious of Wanbaolou's recruitment, are you sure that this guy is not here to make trouble?

"The guest officer is our showroom, but be careful of your step, this freshly cleaned garbage hasn't had time to deal with it, you be careful!"

"That's it!"

Looking at the sword that was piled up in the corner like garbage, revealing half of the hilt of the sword, Xiaochen's body suddenly trembled, and a lost and recovered feeling surged into his heart, and he had the urge to cry.

(End of chapter)