"Since no one wants these things, then I'll take them, how much does it cost, I'm looking to buy some other things. Qing Ling had a wealthy attitude, and when he spoke, he seemed to be telling Hai Lanxin, I will reluctantly accept these tattered things, which can be regarded as accepting your affection and helping you.

The rich man said this, of course Hai Lanxin was happy, the backlog of goods that had been accumulated for hundreds of years finally had a chance to be cleared, and this credit was to be praised when he went to the chief manager.

"Miss Shu, you are too polite, what do you like, just say, I will definitely give you the most suitable price for these things later. After speaking, Hai Lanxin was full of energy and vigorously introduced the other treasures in the treasure house to Qing Ling. Among them, there are two magic weapons and a book on making poison and refining medicine.

Qing Ling, the magic weapon of the spiritual weapon, couldn't look at it, but as for the books on poison and alchemy, she bought it.

Alchemy books are not alchemy, and the requirements for refiners have been reduced a lot, and ordinary cultivators can refine medicine and poison, but refining poison is a sidepath, and ordinary people disdain to learn.

Qing Ling has always been very interested in Tang Yan's poison book, because sometimes the effect of poison is more effective than spells, when she saw this book, Qing Ling immediately decided to buy it, and she also wanted to involve some in this regard when she had time.

In addition, there were really no things in the treasure house of this treasure pavilion that Qing Ling could be interested in, and after a hasty checkout, more than 20 small pieces of small items plus a book, it only cost Qing Ling two cultivation pills to take them all.

It can be regarded as a full return, and under the warm welcome of Hai Lanxin, Qing Ling finally left the Treasure Pavilion.

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On the bustling street with a sea of people, there is an endless stream of shouts, and the street where the Treasure Inn is located is the most lively street in the capital of the Tianjin Empire.

Leaving the Treasure Pavilion, finding a place to take off the gauze hat on his head, and changing his clothes by the way, Shu Yi, a mysterious man in white a moment ago, turned into an inconspicuous sixteen-year-old innocent girl in the crowd.

The road staggered and scattered, but Qing Ling was thinking about Feng Xuan's matter in her heart, at this time, the elixir in the Qiankun ring was complete, and refining the seven-pinned pill for Fengxuan was just around the corner, but she was really not sure about the success rate of the seven-pinned pill.

The reason why he was able to refine successfully last time was because he was in the Spirit Gathering Array in the inner courtyard of the Immortal Dao Academy, and that time he absorbed a huge amount of spiritual energy and opportunities before he could practice the pill.

At this time, in the Tianjin Empire, the aura was not enough to compare with the spirit gathering array in the inner courtyard, although his own alchemy skills had improved a lot compared to before, Qing Ling was still not sure that he would be able to successfully refine the Creation and Recreation Pill.

"It seems that I'm going to have to discuss it with Izumi when I go back, maybe there will be something it can do. "As a golden dragon, if Quanquan borrows the huge aura on its body, it may be able to supply the consumption when refining medicine. It's just that the dragon and phoenix have never been right, and I don't know if Quanquan is willing to help Qingling.

Along the way, he bought a lot of dry food that he could be good at storing, and Qing Ling returned to the Jubao Inn, and in the bedroom, as soon as he opened the door, he saw the little half-demon lying on the side of Feng Xuan's bed sleeping in a daze.

Qing Ling came back, the movement was not small, and the half-demon boy was immediately alerted, and when he saw that the person who came was the woman who bought him, his guard immediately rose again.

"Hey, what's your name?" asked Qing Ling.

It seems that he is not defensive against Feng Xuan, in the next few days, she needs to go out to refine medicine, and Feng Xuan really needs someone to take care of him. And the half-demon boy she bought may be able to do this.

Qing Ling asked, but the half-demon boy ignored it.

"Can't you speak, can you understand what I'm saying?" Qing Ling said in a good voice, knowing in his heart that this half-demon boy's defense of others may be the result of being abused.

Although the half-demon boy didn't seem to have any injuries on his body, his spirit was destroyed to guard against everything, and at this point, except for Feng Xuan, everyone else was on his guard list.

"Can't communicate?" Qing Ling hesitated, but didn't give up and continue to communicate, "I'm thinking, I may have to go out in the next few days, my friend, the person lying on the bed, can I ask you to take care of it for a few days?

The half-demon boy understood these words, and the woman in front of him wanted him to take care of the unconscious person lying on the bed, and before long, she would set herself free. But even if she lets him go, will he really be free? Maybe he will be caught by others and then wantonly abused and scolded, right?

"I ...... Help, you...... Take care of it. The half-demon boy pointed to Feng Xuan on the bed behind him and said with difficulty.

Probably because he didn't speak for a long time, his voice was dry and hoarse, and he didn't seem to speak fluently, but the good or bad meant that he was willing to help Qing Ling take care of Feng Xuan for a few days.

Even so, Ke Qing Ling still saw a deep guard in the eyes of the half-demon boy, he was willing to take care of Feng Xuan, not because of Qing Ling's request, but purely because he felt that the aura on Feng Xuan's body was very close, so he decided to take care of him,........................................................................