Chapter Ninety-Six: Goldfinger

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Master Li De ignored the Fulin Sword Master to retrieve the remnants of the heavy silver burned by the black flames.

Although it is not much, the Fulin Sword Saint is a Fighting Spirit Sword Saint after all, and the heavy silver does not need so much.

It's just that the essence of heavy silver is too precious, and obviously having these is already rare.

At this time, seeing that Han Qi was still carefully fiddling with the heavy silver essence that seemed to have changed a little, and said this, Han Qi frowned and turned his head with a strange expression: "God...... device?"

Master Li De looked at the heavy silver essence with a daze, nodded and spoke: "And it may be the only artifact of the outcast." ā€

Han Qi looked at the essence of heavy silver, there seemed to be some incomprehensible patterns on it, although it was still silver, but compared to before, it seemed to be more shiny and shining, and there was a faint streamer turning.

Turning around his wrist a few times, Han Qi shook his head and smiled: "Of course the artifact is good......

Looking at Master Li De suspiciously, Han Qi was puzzled: "But is it that easy?

"Or what do you think?"

It was actually the Fulin Sword Saint who had already collected the remnants of the heavy silver essence after it was burned, and snorted lightly: "The power of the Holy Court, if it is not a top-level treasure, will it be collected and hidden at the bottom? It's just that because it can't inherit the Dou Qi and magic elements, it's equivalent to a waste ......."

Looking at Han Qi, the Fulin Sword Saint smiled: "It's cheap for you." There really is energy other than magic fighting qi that exists in heaven and earth. ā€

Han Qi grinned at the wound on his finger and muttered to himself......

"It's really a golden finger. ā€

The Fulin Sword Saint frowned: "What golden finger?"

"Artifacts are not that easy. ā€

Master Li De interrupted the Fulin Sword Saint and looked at Han Qi: "But how many years does it take for ordinary ore to be bred before it appears? Mining and refining will be used up in a few days." Not to mention heavy silver, a metal that will be mined slowly because it can't withstand fighting spirit and magic. Otherwise, there isn't much at all. ā€

Pointing to the essence of heavy silver in Han Qi's hand, Master Li De spoke: "And the essence of heavy silver, the essence of minerals that is practiced through the nature of heaven and earth, can be used for thousands of years, or even ten thousand years. Do you think it's so easy to obtain? In this case, if it weren't for the essence naturally conceived by heaven and earth, if it wasn't an artifact, heaven and earth would naturally spend so much effort just to give birth to a piece of waste? It's impossible to think about it. ā€

Han Qi nodded, understanding this truth.

"Since it's an artifact...... Where is God?"

Han Qi smiled and danced the stick flower casually: "It's a little different, but I don't see it for the time being." ā€

"Go back and feel for yourself. ā€

It was rare for Master Li De to say so much, but at this time, he couldn't bear to wave his hand: "An artifact is called an artifact, and it is unique. And it's growth. If it's not unique, is it still called an artifact?"

The Fulin Sword Saint frowned even more and scolded: "Hurry up and go to the exam!!"

Han Qi smiled and watched as the two of them actually began to research the weapons of the Fulin Sword Saint.

After thinking about it, he shook his head and tied the essence of heavy silver around his waist again.

Stop.

One thing that has changed is that it is no longer like the soft rope it used to be.

Now it can be bent, but as long as it is straightened, it is extremely hard. Han Qi felt that he had made it bend by himself, and it bent. It's hard to put someone else's words.

This feeling may have been called a whim in a previous life.

In the God-given Continent, he had already felt the subtlety of the soul contract, and naturally understood that it might have something to do with the drop of blood he dropped.

Wow, there's really such an old-fashioned way of recognizing the Lord?!

Without thinking much about it, he stepped forward and picked up the little short body that he had just put aside to play, Han Qi left the back mountain, rushed to the martial arts training ground, and started the upcoming midterm exam.

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"Stinky short. ā€

"It doesn't stink~"

"Stinky short!"

"It doesn't stink!"

"Stinky short!!"

"No, it stinks!No, it doesn't stink~!"

At this time at the training ground, the gathering place of classes 10 and 2.

Han Qi stood there alone, studying something in Class 2, occasionally looking at Han Qi with complicated eyes. And Han Qi was also playing with the little short body, and the flying string Sugree was still talking to Empress Evelyna of the Corolla Empire on the high viewing platform.

Just like Han abandoned in the back mountain just now, put the little short body aside to play, and then went to get the essence of heavy silver with Master Li De.

Now the little short body has grown teeth, not the original four, but all of them. Han Qi was not surprised, so she couldn't be treated like a child of more than four months. Especially when she sits on the ground by herself, she can barely walk a few steps, although she still crawls mostly. Then let her exercise more on her own.

Always holding is not conducive to her walking as soon as possible......

What am I talking about?

Without waiting for this idea to appear, Han Qi couldn't help but cover his bald head and sigh.

Say walk to a four-month-old child, say brush your teeth......

He thought it might be sick.

But don't brush your teeth yet.

Every time Han Qi screamed about the stinky short body, he found that no matter how hard she was buried in the plate and pouting her ass, her face was dirty, but her teeth didn't have any tartar. The snow is white and neat, and it stands to reason that you should have a breath after eating so many meals.

But it's the same taste from beginning to end.

It's a smell that says it's fragrant but it's not, and it's strange and smelly.

Han Qi found that even the taste on her was special, something he had never felt before.

However, Han Qi was so entangled by her, he must still have nothing to say.

It's a stinky short body, a stinky short body.

And she...... I've learned some words.

For example, "no......

For example, "stinky"......

Although the statement is incoherent.

"No...... Stinky !!"

Han Qi practiced "dialogue" with her here, and he practiced his anxious eyes.

The little short body screamed with a red face.

Han Qi's face was expressionless: "Stinky short body!!"

"Woooooooo

The little short body opened his mouth to bite, Han Qi dodged with a smile, and stepped forward to smell: "Smell the stink." ā€

"Smack!"

The little short body slapped him in the face, and Han Qi turned his head helplessly: "Okay......"

"Smack!"

Another slap in the face.

The little short body muttered and looked at him: "It doesn't stink~"

"Hey!"

Han Qi glared and rubbed his face, the stinky thing became stronger and stronger, and the bite force was on par with her.

"I'll raise you, hug you, wash your, wash your diapers, feed you, feed you, and dress you...... You can't hit me and slap me in the face. ā€

The little short body looked at him with beautiful eyes, and then ......

"Smack!"

Again.

Han Qi was tilted his head, took a deep breath, pursed the corners of his mouth and looked directly into her eyes, and suddenly glared at her: "I don't want you anymore!!"

The little short body was stunned for a moment, and suddenly flattened his mouth, gnawing ~ and was about to cry.

"Huh. ā€

There was a laugh behind him, and Han Qi turned around without surprise, and greeted a pair of bright and shiny lights.

"You always make her cry with 'don't want to', aren't you tired?"

Sugree pinched her hair and stepped forward to speak.

The little short body didn't cry anymore, shaking his head from side to side to look at something.

Han Qi nodded: "I'm really tired of you if you don't come again, can't you wait for the exam to end after talking for so long?"

Feixian Sugree paused and looked at Han Qi: "You can talk a little more about Her Majesty the Empress of the Flower Corolla Empire when she sees her niece...... Got an opinion?"

Han Qi's tone froze, and he saluted with one hand and smiled: "Don't you want to go online like this." ā€

Sugree looked at him and ignored him, instead turning her head to look at her classmates in Class 2.

"Five minutes later, the game begins!!"

I don't know when, the Fulin Sword Master has returned. Seeing Han Qi looking over with a smile, he glared.

So Han Qi did something that made him stare at him endlessly.

casually gave him the little short body to hold, and saluted back with one hand with a smile.

The Falint Juggernaut twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say much, but used the magic megaphone to signal to all the first-year students.

"How do you calculate time?"

Han Qi has always been curious, there are weeks in this world. It's just a legacy of the Protoss. Of course, it is also divided into years and months, and it is the same rise and fall of the sun and the moon.

But the time, twenty-four hours, minutes and seconds, this is also there.

But Han Qi had never seen a watch.

Did you all buy a watch?

"What?"

Feixian Sugree turned her head in confusion, and Han Qi spoke again: "Time." Hours, minutes, seconds, how are they calculated?"

Feixian Sugray paused and pointed to the highest part of the teaching building, which was of course much shorter than the viewing platform.

There is a transparent ball of light with elements of various colors flying inside, of course only within the range of the ball of light.

"What do you think of this?"

Han Qi understood as soon as he finished asking, because the colors inside were combined to present time.

"All this?"

Han Qi asked Flying String Sugree, who stopped her hair and took out a small ball from her arms, the same as that one, but much smaller.

"Are you confident you can beat them?"

Feixian Sugree put away the ball in her arms, and when Han Qi was about to step forward to check it.

"It's stingy. ā€

Han Qi smiled and looked at the students in Class 2 who were still talking.

"It was they who beat themselves. ā€

Sugree didn't speak, just looked at him.

Han Qi quietly pointed to class 2 and said, "The two of them have been studying for so long, they must have been ...... by all the students of the original three classes All sent away, so fearful. With this mentality, half of the losses have already been lost. ā€

Feixian Sugree pinned her hair and looked at Han Qi: "Send ...... away"

"Is it yours too?"

Han Qi frowned and looked at Feixian Sugree: "Liangjingjing is innocent, and his hands won't be bloody?"

After a pause, Han Qi remembered something: "That's right." The Empress didn't ask for your hand?"

Sugray looked at the healed wound on her hand, but it still had a small superficial scar.

After a moment of silence, Feixian Sugree looked at Han Qi: "Didn't anyone ask about the wound on your shoulder?"

Han Qi pursed the corners of his mouth, and suddenly pulled out the essence of heavy silver: "Otherwise, let's fight first." ā€

Feixian Sugray tilted her head to look at Han Qi and wrinkled her nose.

"You!"

Han Qi gasped and stared at her with wide eyes......

"Exam starts!!"

Suddenly, Antonio and Mentor Lot, as well as the Fulin Sword Saint, shouted at the same time in different venues, Han Qi and Feixian Sugray didn't say anything more, and retreated to distance themselves from the classmates of Class 2 who were already waiting for them.

Subsequently, just waiting for one side's first attack, the midterm martial arts class exam will officially start. (To be continued.) )