When the four gamblers saw these people, they not only brazenly robbed their spirit stones, but also shared the spoils in front of them.

That's it, and they also pushed each other back and forth affectionately and righteously. Let them be embarrassed by these robbery veterans.

The four gamblers who were kicked and shattered their dantian did not faint in pain, but at this time, they were so angry that they vomited blood and fainted because of the spoils of Feng Xiaoqiang and others.

Several people went all the way out of the black market, and when they walked to the entrance, the four big men saw that although there were blood stains on their bodies, they came out unscathed, and they couldn't help but jump their eyelids.

The four of them stood aside and looked up at the sky with a tacit understanding, pretending not to see the group of people.

With the spirit stone in their hands, several people also have confidence in their hearts.

After shopping for two more streets, Feng Xiaoqiang didn't find a rental shop.

Just as she was about to give up, they walked to a shop at the end of the street.

This store should not be considered a store because there is no signboard.

The doors of the two shops were wide open, but there was nothing inside.

Only on the dilapidated wooden table outside the door, there are a few plain-colored embroidered handkerchiefs.

On a commercial street full of cultivation resources, a handkerchief seller suddenly appeared, and it felt so weird.

Several people have such thoughts.

Next to the broken table sat a small, gray-haired old woman.

At this time, the old woman was napping with her head down, and she was still holding an unfinished handkerchief in her withered branch-like hand.

It was early winter. Although it was not very cold, an old man in thin clothes was sitting and napping like this, and it was estimated that he would catch a cold soon.

Feng Xiaoqiang took out a thick cloak from the storage ring and gently put it on the old woman.

The old woman woke up immediately, she looked at the few people in front of her, and her old eyes were full of endless vicissitudes.

It seems that she has gone through an extremely long time, experienced the hardships of life, and seen all the vicissitudes of the world.

Feng Xiaoqiang smelled a dying breath from this old woman's body. It is the smell of a person running out of oil and drying up in his twilight years.

Feng Xiaoqiang couldn't tell when his nose became so sensitive, and he could actually smell the breath of twilight.

But she could smell it, and she was immediately sure it was the smell of withering life.

When the searching gaze fell on Feng Xiaoqiang's face, Feng Xiaoqiang smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, showing the greatest kindness.

"Old woman, it's cold outside, so go back to sleep when you're tired."

The white-haired old woman was silent, looked at Feng Xiaoqiang for a moment, and suddenly replied, "Do you want a handkerchief?" A handkerchief and a hundred lower grade spirit stones. ”

"You can buy a lot of handkerchiefs for a low-grade spirit stone, don't you ask for a lot of money, old woman?" Qin Feiyang said on the side.

The white-haired old woman glanced at Qin Feiyang, and this look was cold, making Qin Feiyang feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Qin Feiyang shrank his neck and didn't dare to say anything more.

The white-haired old woman still looked at Feng Xiaoqiang, Feng Xiaoqiang smiled: "Mother-in-law's handkerchief materials and embroidery work are unmatched, and a handkerchief is only a hundred low-grade spirit stones, so I took advantage of it." I want them all. ”

Feng Xiaoqiang picked up the handkerchief on the broken wooden table, a total of five pieces.

She used a storage bag to fill five hundred spirit stones and gave them to the white-haired old woman: "Mother-in-law, five hundred spirit stones, you can collect them." ”

The white-haired old woman grabbed the storage bag, picked up the crutches beside her, got up and walked towards the house.

She was very hunchbacked, and seemed to have to rely on crutches to maintain her balance.

Feng Xiaoqiang picked up the cloak that had slipped to the ground and asked, "Mother-in-law, is your house rented out?" ”

"Not renting."

Oh! It seems that they can't rent a house today.

"Mother-in-law, when the weather is cold in the future, don't nap outside."

Feng Xiaoqiang's words made the white-haired old woman stunned, and she turned around and looked at the ...... ready to leave.