[10 meters ahead, turn left]

The voice of the system suddenly exploded in Ning An's mind, and Ning An was startled.

What the hell?

When did the system take over this kind of navigation business?

The key is......

She has been running blindly with Feng Qi for an afternoon!

What's the use of saying it now?

Although Ning An's overturning of the river and the sea was all complaining, Ning An did not show it.

She still has to maintain the poor self-esteem of the garbage system.

System:???

No, it just listens to it clearly.

Ning An stopped and pulled Feng Qi's sleeve: "Second Senior Brother, you should go this way!" ”

Feng Qi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly nodded yes: "Little junior sister is right!" ”

Ten meters ahead, turn left.

The dark alley, with a few sparse lanterns, is not bright, but it is not dark that you can't see your fingers.

In the alley with no end in sight, there is only an old man who is setting up a stall, sleeping on a wicker chair.

Ning'an was petrified on the spot: ......

Is the disciple of the Lingyun Sect arranged in this place where birds don't?

Or is it that the Lingyun Sect has long been ruined, and she doesn't know it yet?

Without waiting for Ning An to be puzzled, Feng Qi beside him was excited first.

patted Ning An's shoulder excitedly, but closed his mouth and didn't say a word.

Ning An:! I'm so scared! What kind of thing is this?

Feng Qi watched Ning An quickly dodge his hand, and then pressed against the wall before he clenched his fist excitedly.

"Little junior sister, little junior sister, look! Isn't this scene familiar? ”

Ning An received Feng Qi's transmission in a panic, and then set his eyes on the gloomy alley.

Boy... This kind of place that looks like there may be a ghost haunting, should she be familiar with it?

I don't understand!

Feng Qi didn't understand either.

Doesn't the little junior sister have a little bit of modern human mind?

Feng Qi hated that iron could not become steel, so he dragged Ning An off the wall and leaned into Ning An's ear.

"The road, the barren, an old man who sells rags, you taste, you taste!" Feng Qi's voice was higher than one voice!

Ning An hugged the fox in his arms tightly, and looked at Feng Qi with the corners of his mouth twitching.

The boy's mouth was tightly pursed.

“......”

Ning An was silent.

What is the significance of the second senior brother getting together with her?

Get so close, and finally give her a loud voice!?

So what's the point of this move?

And......

Selling rags, not on a deserted road, is it still in the downtown area?

Funny!

Even if it's a roadside stall, you have to pay for it!

Choosing here, affordable, what's wrong?

Feng Qi: ......

What should I do if I feel that my little sister is so stupid for the first time?

Forget it, after all, it's my own little sister!

After all, he is his only fellow countryman!

Be tolerant!

Feng Qi: "Grandpa! It's a tattered mess! Isn't this a coincidence? Isn't that a great opportunity? ”

Which fantasy heroine of a strong woman and a strong man did not stay at such a tattered stall?

I didn't buy a tattered piece that didn't look good, but it was actually a fragment of an ancient artifact or something.

Isn't this a great thing for them to encounter?

Ning'an: ???

The little head is full of big doubts.

What mess?

No way! That's it?

Is it ......

Ning An's heart hadn't started the crazy spit mode yet, and he suddenly became a little unconfident.

Wait a minute......

[Your second senior brother is really a talent that can be created! ] In the sound of the system's amazement, the sour taste is really obvious.

Ning An even felt that it was more than enough to make a vinegared shredded potato.

What a broken system!

"Let's go... Little sister! Feng Qi rubbed his fists for a while, and suddenly opened the folding fan and put it on the end of his chest.

Behind the back of his right hand, clenched into a fist.

The waist pole is straighter than the telephone pole.

Ning An looked at Feng Qi's graceful back, as if 502 glue had been glued to the soles of his feet, and he couldn't move it.

It's embarrassing....

What if you really want to pretend you don't know him?

[Hurry up, don't force me] The system looked at Ning An, who was standing still and standing like a pine, and was heartbroken.

It helps to get to this point! Why is the host still indifferent?

I've put all the treasures in my mouth, and I still don't eat them!

It's really mud that can't hold up the wall!

Wrong!

The mud can also be turned into spring mud to protect the flowers! The host isn't even sludge!

Ning'an: ......

In just five words, she seemed to hear a thousand words that were not spoken in the system's heart.

Ning An was silent and kept up with Feng Qi's footsteps.

I'm really afraid that the system will suddenly issue a task to her.

The shaking amplitude of Feng Qi's folding fan gradually decreased, and it had been put away when he stood still in front of the stall.

Let him take a good look... What are the treasures here?

After watching for a long time, Feng Qi was silent.

Boy.

Isn't this just a bunch of broken copper and iron that doesn't even have aura?

He's really a fool's dream, he's not the protagonist. There is no ability to discern pearls.

What to do, so sad.

Ning'an: ......

Why didn't the second senior brother speak, and finally couldn't help but be silent in the face of a pile of rags?

"How much is ......" Feng Qi, whose face was not good-looking, finally spoke.

The slightly gloomy voice was full of arrogance: "I want it all." ”

Although it was due to the character design, it didn't end with an exclamation point in the end, but ..... That's all, it's very flavorful.

There's a strand... The taste of a domineering president.

Ning An: Gross!

Where did the second senior brother stab the oil field, he has to do oil control treatment!

The old man lying on the rattan chair didn't raise his head, and the urn rejected Feng Qi angrily.

"The laity... Missed! ”

The voice is old, a little casual, but it doesn't lose its strength.

Ridicule and inattention are vividly displayed in these words.

Feng Qi: ......

What if I really want to do it!?

Is there anyone else who cares, because he's not the protagonist, so even the NPCs look down on him?

This is absolutely incomprehensible!

However, Feng Qi warned his husband to be able to bend and stretch: "How can there be fate? ”

After all, this old man looks like a master in the world, how embarrassing would it be if he was abused in a fight?

Nip this in the bud!

[There are two artifacts here, a short sword Devil May Cry, and a dagger to kill the abyss]

[In the future, it will fall into the hands of Yuanle]

[Today, we must take away] the system meticulously gave the order.

This kind of good thing can't fall into the hands of the heroine.

They should be the first to strike.

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the system, Ning An finally walked towards the old man speechlessly.

"I want Devil May Cry and Slaughter." Ning An's voice was faint, somewhat resentful.

The old man bounced straight from the lift, and the words in his hand fell to the ground.

What did you just say about this little girl?

Geezer:!!!

Feng Qi????