The storeroom was large, with very few things, but it was in a mess, and all kinds of protective gear and weapons were stacked in a haphazard manner.

"It's not easy to tidy up such a large warehouse. Wang Yifan muttered, rummaging, "Where is there anything good here?"

Most of the warehouses are mortal-level weapons and armor, and a few spirit-level low-grade things are often damaged.

"Why are you so poor, why is this Lin family so picky and searching?" Wang Yifan hung his head and grabbed a few broken spirit-level items indiscriminately. Anyway, it's also spiritual, and it can make do with tinkering.

As soon as he wanted to leave, the ruffian saw a pile of debris emitting a little black light.

Wang Yifan was puzzled, and hurried over to find that there was a broken bag under the sundries, and several needle-like things had been exposed.

Wang Yifan's heart moved, and he quickly cleaned it up, and sure enough, it was a bag of black needles.

"Hey, is it a baby?

"Haha, good thing!" Wang Yifan was very excited, but he couldn't see anything special.

Intuition, pure intuition!

Wang Yifan walked out with a few things, left the bag of flying needles, and threw the rest to Lin Shiyi, Lin Shiyi took it with a smile, didn't look at it, and put it directly in the storage bag.

"You really know how to live!" Wang Yifan couldn't help but spray at Lin Shiyi.

"Your child's family doesn't understand!" Lin Shiyi ignored Wang Yifan, "What do you have in your hand?"

Wang Yifan threw the needle bag over: "If you like it, I'll give it to you!"

Feng Bo laughed happily when he saw it: "You really know good things! This flying needle is the best thing in the warehouse!"

Lin Shiyi was overjoyed, and immediately hid the needle bag behind him: "You said it was given to me, you can't regret it!"

Wang Yifan's eyes widened, that awkward.

What a mouthful!

Wang Yifan couldn't wait to give himself two slaps, no wonder there was a red light. I see!

"But......" Feng Bo looked at the two of them and said slowly, "This thing was originally fired on a crossbow of arrows, even ordinary people can use it, and the effective range is twelve zhang." The texture of this thing itself is extremely hard, and the ability to break defenses is very strong, but the most important crossbow mechanism has been damaged, and its value has been greatly reduced. ”

Feng Bo's words disappointed Lin Shiyi, and took out the needle from his back to look at it carefully, the needle was jet black and black, without a bit of luster.

"Since it's useless, then if you want it, I'll give it to you, and if you don't, give it to me!" Wang Yifan tried his best to show that he didn't care.

The little witch's eyes rolled twice, looked at Wang Yifan, and said thoughtfully: "If you can quietly move this flying needle......

Wang Yifan's face couldn't help but change.

"Haha...... A hundred spirit stones, this thing belongs to you!" Lin Shiyi opened his mouth.

Feng Bo's eyes widened: "Girl......"

Lin Shiyi waved his hand at Fengbo.

"Do you want to?" Lin Shiyi asked Wang Yifan.

"Then I might as well go buy one. One hundred spirit stones, are you poor and crazy?" Wang Yifan despised it, "30 spirit stones, do you want love!"

"Eighty spirit stones! Don't just play with it!" Lin Shiyi stepped forward.

"Girl, ...... you" Feng Bo's face twitched, and he couldn't help but speak again.

"Uncle Feng, don't worry, this little scoundrel is a little rich!" Lin Shiyi glanced at Uncle Feng.

"Fifty spirit stones! If you don't agree, you don't want it!" Wang Yifan said angrily.

"Deal!" Lin Shiyi received the spirit with one hand and handed the needle bag with the other, in case the little bastard suddenly took away the needle bag. In fact, Wang Yifan thought so, but seeing that Lin Shiyi was very strictly guarded, the ruffian had to obediently hand over fifty spirit stones.

"Hey, girl......" Feng Bo sighed unbearably.

Lin Shiyi packed the spirit stone, turned to Feng Bojiao with a spring breeze on his face, and said angrily: "Feng Bo, you are just too soft-hearted! You don't know how he bullied me - this little scoundrel has spirit stones, don't pity him......"

"Hey...... Oh, girl, you let me say something...... Although the value of that thing is greatly reduced, it is more than one hundred and eight spirit stones! I want to say that you want too little! I don't know why this thing was not taken away when I was sorting out the warehouse......"

"That'...... How much is that worth?" Lin Shiyi looked at Feng Bo stupidly, with a very bad premonition.

"How can you get three or four thousand spirit stones? maybe five or six thousand, seven or eight thousand is about the same, maybe you can get to eight thousand ......."

This is clearly a kind of torture! Old man, did you do it on purpose?

"Ahh

Wang Yifan had already prepared, turned around and fled, Lin Shiyi knew that he couldn't catch up, but he was still unwilling: "Uncle Feng, I'll come and see you when I have time......"

Feng Bo shook his head: "Can't catch up with the minions......" He staggered towards his nest and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

Not long after Feng Bo lay down, he saw Wang Yifan running back.

"What's the matter?, being chased and having no way to escape?" asked Feng Bo with a smile.

Wang Yifan said with a smile: "The little witch is still spinning in circles! It's an IQ issue!"

Wang Yifan pointed to his head triumphantly.

"Old man, let me ask you something...... Wang Yifan approached Feng Bo and said mysteriously, "What is the origin of this needle?"

Feng Bo looked at Wang Yifan and couldn't help laughing: "There is no wine!"

Wang Yifan snatched the gourd: "I'll give you wine!" When he got to his hand, he found that there was still a lot of wine in the gourd, so he poured two sips into his mouth: "Isn't there a lot of this?

Feng Bo glanced at Wang Yifan: "Rabbit cub, you don't pay anything and still want to take benefits from the old man?"

"Old man, your wine is too rough! The little witch bought it for you? Buy the wine and find me!" Wang Yifan spit out the wine in his mouth, "There is no good wine in this Luoyin City at all! I know that there is good wine in one place!"

"Huh, not in Luoyin City?" Feng Bo's eyes lit up.

"Well, no. Wang Yifan took out a jar of wine from the storage bag and said flatteringly: "Old man, you try this!"

Feng Bo took the wine jar, unsealed the mud, a smell of wine wafted out, and the old man closed his eyes intoxicated: "Good, good wine!"

Feng Bo took the wine jar and poured it into his mouth, smacked it, and praised it again: "Good! good wine!" So, the old man raised the wine jar again and poured it.

Looking at the old man's pleasure, Wang Yifan was happy.

"One jar is not enough!" said the old man who put down the wine jar and said scoundrelly.

"Old man, I can take care of your wine!" said Wang Yifan, who took out six jars from the storage bag. The old man sighed, "That's it, tell you." The needle was from an ancient ruin, and the bow and crossbow were destroyed and could not be recovered. Although the needle is extraordinary, its spirituality has been lost, and if it can replenish its spirituality, it may return to its peak, and at that time, even a cultivator at the peak of the Yongquan Realm will be easily broken through its defenses. ”

"How do you restore your spirituality?" Wang Yifan was shocked.

"If I will, will it be your turn?" the old man glared, "Unless the master of the weapon, the others can't recover their spirits******* but the old man is impatient." Seeing that the old man was unhappy, Wang Yifan approached the old man again and flattered: "This wine, it's also a coincidence, once I took the little ones out for a walk, and an old man took a little girl to sell wine on the street." Suddenly, a group of people came, saying that they wanted to clean up the market, and they would go up to grab the old man's wine, and the little girl was in a hurry, so she went up to bite people. Seeing the injustice, Lu roared: "Let go of that girl!" I rushed up and knocked them out with three punches and two kicks! The old man was grateful to us, so he scooped up the wine for us to drink. As soon as I drank it, ho, that beauty, this wine is so TMD! I asked the old man to come and deliver the wine twice a month......

Wang Yifan's eyebrows fluttered, coupled with his own reasonable imagination, adapted an old man's ordinary wine selling story into his chivalrous feat of drawing a sword to help him when he saw injustice.

Feng Bo looked at Wang Yifan appreciatively, as if he was admiring a good student, and said with heartfelt emotion: "The world is going down! Okay, good boy, well done! Beat those bitches!"

"Old man, I have something good for you. Wang Yifan mysteriously took out a few plants of macagrass.

"You monkey cub!" Feng Bo glanced at the grass and scolded with a smile, "Take a few grasses to fool my old man?"

Wang Yifan reminded: "Old man, you can take a good look! There is a grass here that is very unusual!"

Feng Bo carefully identified it for a while, and said affirmatively: "It's just a few macagrass plants!"

Wang Yifan was very disappointed: "Old man, I don't know what this thing is, but I can be sure that it is definitely not a macagrass...... I'm leaving! I'll be here to bring you wine!"

Wang Yifan jumped up and ran, shouting at Feng Bo.

"Come on, come on! little witch, bite me!" Wang Yifan provoked Lin Shiyi, who was chasing.

Lin Shi chased desperately: "Scoundrel, you pay me back!"

Today is a big loss, and my chest hurts when I think about it.

"This little monkey cub has such a keen sense of consciousness! girl, it's not that Feng Bo won't help you!" Looking down at the bacus in his hand, Feng Bo muttered to himself contemplatively, "Isn't it accidental that this monkey cub discovered the Cold Iron Netherworld Needle? Is there anything different about this bacus?" maybe...... Am I wrong?"

Lin Shiyi chased Wang Yifan for a long time, and he was tired, and he was angry, and when it was noon, he and Wang Yifan talked and laughed back to eat together.

"Alas, it's empty again!" lamented countless people in the Lin Mansion. Why can't you beat this little bastard so hard?