Chapter 502: He is the King of the Scroll Kings
The surrounding boatmen all knew that Lan Zhi had only spent 10,000 yuan to make a business, and it was meaningless to ask for a sky-high price, but he was afraid that someone else would steal the business again, so he scrambled to speak: "I, I, I!" ”
Lan Zhi also picked two breaths, and the boatman's ship that she approved of was set at anchor.
In this way, even if one or two boatmen can't come because of this or that, she will still be able to get out of the entrance of Eastside City without any problems.
After finishing, Lan Zhi turned his head to Xingzhi: "Do you want to pick a few anchor points as well?" ”
Hoshizhi: "My mount is outside. ”
Lan Zhi thought about it too.
There must be a blood pact between him and the spirit pet, and even if there is something going on, he can let the spirit pet position him.
Thinking about it this way, there is one more benefit of the spirit pet, and she can't wait to hatch the pet eggs.
The two of them re-entered the sea of stars while talking.
At this time, there was only one and a half hours left before the sea of stars was closed.
Lan Zhi's mood was very relaxed, for him, it was best to find a new secret realm in the remaining time, and it didn't matter if he couldn't find it, anyway, she already had three secret realm keys in her hand, which was enough.
Anyway, whether she can meet the secret realm or not depends on luck, she has already had good luck once, and she doesn't expect a second time, so she simply wanders around the secret realm at will, draws her sword when she encounters a chaos beast, chats with Xingzhi if there is no chaos beast, and weaves a satchel for pet eggs with spirit spider silk by the way.
She can't be like a walnut plate bracelet for half an hour every day, so the best way is to make a bag and carry it.
Tuck it back into your bag when you need to fight.
You don't need to take it out when you get into a fight.
Perfect.
When she was editing, Xingzhi watched her make it up with interest.
After looking at it for a while, he suddenly asked, "Do you still have spirit spider silk?" ”
Lan Zhi took out a lump and gave it to him, and he began to weave it up as well, a pair of slender and dexterous hands flying up and down, so fast that they almost brought out the afterimage.
Lan Zhi: "!! ”
Lan Zhi was originally unhurried, but he had to roll it up because of his comparison.
When the two were frantically competing for speed, Lan Zhi suddenly found that a Chaos Beast was coming, and she had to temporarily put down the weaving and use the sword in the umbrella to deal with the Chaos Beast.
She's also experienced in dealing with Chaos Beasts, and she's much faster than before.
But the faster is the star execution.
Because, when she broke up the Chaos Beast and returned to him, she found that the spirit spider silk ball in his hand was gone, and it was replaced by an extremely delicate and small satchel.
He even came up with the ingenuity to weave a delicate apricot blossom on the bag.
Lan Zhi: "!! ”
She took a deep breath after reading every detail of the satchel up and down, left, right, and right, and making sure that it was as perfect as the plate he had made.
The students of Pinglan Star Academy all said that she was the king of volumes.
She thinks it's because they haven't seen his skills, he is the king of the dead who don't lose their lives!
Lan Zhi looked at the satchel that she had knitted most of the satchel, whether it was perfection or speed, she was compared, but the real woman did not admit defeat, she could still compare tricks.
Anyway, he's already done making it up, and as long as she does a trick that looks better than him, she'll win.
Lan Zhi continued to weave her handbag with twelve points of spirit.
Xingzhi looked at the different tricks that appeared in her hand, and wanted to try it too, but he didn't have the spirit silk.
He looked up at the chaotic aura that was moving in disorder, and the chaotic aura slowly turned into a woven satchel under his gaze, but by the time she looked up, it had quietly dissipated as if it had never existed.