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Between the staggered figures, Su Zimo blinked, and when he looked again, the old man had disappeared!

Su Zimo frowned, muttered a little, and then walked towards his residence.

Just after Su Zimo left Yongxingfang, the old storyteller appeared out of nowhere again, and staggered to a no-man's corner.

Lin Xuanji was standing there, bored.

Seeing the old man coming, Lin Xuanji hurriedly stepped forward, his eyes showed expectation, and asked in a low voice, "Old man, how is it, what do you see?"

"I can't see that this son was changed against the sky, and the trajectory is completely messed up. The old man shook his head.

Lin Xuanji asked again: "What about that black dog?"

"That's not supposed to be a dog. The old man frowned.

", I know it's not a dog!"

Lin Xuanji rolled his eyes and said, "Old man, with your knowledge, you can't recognize its origin?"

The old man squinted, thoughtful, shook his head and said: "I can't say, but this black dog is really not simple, I can feel a unique aura on its body, very pure." ”

"What breath?"

"Breath of Killing!"

The old man said: "Although you lost the opportunity to conceive a divine dragon this time, if you can crutch this black dog, it is estimated that it will not be too bad in the future." ”

Lin Xuanji touched his chin, his eyes rolled wildly, and he made up his mind.

The old man seemed to think of something again, frowned, thoughtfully, and whispered: "That girl ......"

......

Along the way, Su Zimo could feel that the little girl had been following him.

After a long time, Su Zimo returned to the rented house, paused, and turned to look.

The little girl was a little caught off guard, and a flash of panic flashed in her eyes.

Su Zimo paced towards the little girl.

The little girl seemed a little frightened and wanted to retreat, but she held back.

"Why are you following me?" Su Zimo came close and asked softly.

"It's the first time I've been given clothes to wear. The little girl blinked her big eyes and said a little timidly.

Su Zimo's heart softened, and he asked again, "You have nowhere to go?"

The little girl nodded.

"Well, from today onwards, you can live here. ”

Su Zimo pointed to the house behind him, and said with a smile: "But I only rented it for one year, and I can only guarantee that you will live for one year for the time being." ”

"Thank you. A smile finally appeared on the little girl's face.

Su Zimo walked into the house with the little girl and asked casually, "My name is Su Zimo, what is your name?"

"Nianqi. The little girl was much less wary of Su Zimo, and there was a trace of vitality in her voice.

This house sits in the north and faces south, backed by the Jishui River, covering a large area, with many rooms, Nian Qi casually found a room and lived there.

Su Zimo went out, bought some clothes for Nianqi, brought some food, and put them at the door of Nianqi's room.

After doing this, Su Zimo came to the courtyard and took out a wooden plaque from the storage bag.

Since you want to open a refining room, you have to come up with a name.

Looking at the night spirit patrolling the courtyard, Su Zimo smiled and said to himself, "Let's call it the Ink Spirit Refinery Workshop." ”

Su Zimo used his fingers as a sword and carved five big characters on the wooden plaque.

At that moment, there was a creak, and the door to the room behind him opened.

Su Zimo looked back and saw a girl with skin better than snow standing at the door, slim, with delicate facial features and beautiful eyes, although she was still young, her appearance was already extremely beautiful.

Su Zimo was slightly stunned.

Nian Qi washed away the stains on his face, as if he had changed into a different person.

But for some reason, Nian Qi's hair was still yellow and curled, like withered grass branches, without luster, which was a little incompatible with this creamy face.

Su Zimo didn't think much about it, but thought it was caused by Nianqi's suffering too much over the years and his weak body.

After a year and a half of recuperation, it will return to normal.

"Childe, what are you doing?"

Nian Qi walked over, looked at the wooden plaque in Su Zimo's hand, and whispered, "Ink Spirit Refinery Workshop...... Childe is planning to open a refining workshop here?"

"yes. Su Zimo nodded.

Nian Qi moved his lips, and stopped talking.

"Say whatever you want. Su Zimo said with a smile.

Nian Qi said: "Although I don't know how to refine weapons, I have been wandering in the city all these years. The location where Childe is located is suitable for living, but it is not suitable for opening a refining workshop, and no one will come at all. ”

The monks who are familiar with the royal city will definitely go to Yongxingfang, because the refining workshops in the royal city are all on that street.

Monks who are not familiar with the royal city will also go to Yongxingfang if they ask someone casually.

In Nian Qi's opinion, Su Zimo opened the refining workshop here, and no one would patronize it at all.

Su Zimo was not worried, smiled, and said, "My refining workshop is different, don't worry." ”

Nian Qi nodded as if he didn't understand.

Su Zimo pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down, you hold this stone, and I'll take a look." ”

On the table, there was also a stone the size of a baby's fist, which was a spirit stone that Su Zimo had just gone out to buy.

Nian Qi stretched out his palm and held the spirit stone.

After the half-ring, the spirit stone did not change.

Su Zimo sighed lightly in his heart.

Originally, he still had a glimmer of hope that perhaps Nian Qi had a spiritual root and could step into cultivation.

But he also knew in his heart that this possibility was extremely low.

There are many Jindan real people in the royal city, and there may even be Yuanying Zhenjun, if Nianqi has a spiritual root, I am afraid that he would have been taken away and included in the door.

Now that there is no change in the spirit measuring stone, Su Zimo knows that Nian Qi, like him, is also an ordinary person without a spiritual root.

Nian Qi seemed to realize something, and hurriedly said: "Childe, although I don't have a spiritual root, I have a lot of strength and can help you do a lot of things. You, don't drive me away. ”

"It's fine. ”

Su Zimo shook his head, for fear that Nian Qi would think too much, so he changed the topic and asked, "You just said that you have a lot of strength, how big is it?"

"Big, big. ”

Nian Qi blinked and said, "I didn't dare to show it before, for fear that others would lock me up as a monster." ”

Su Zimo smiled dumbly.

In Su Zimo's opinion, Nian Qi was just boasting as much as possible, afraid that he would be driven away.

How powerful can such a little girl, with thin arms and legs, have?

Su Zimo's heart moved, and he wanted to play tricks on Nian Qi, so he took out the Xuanjin silk armor from the storage bag, gently placed it on the table, and said, "This is a silk armor, can you pick it up?"

"Absolutely. ”

Nian Qi nodded naturally, tugged at the corner of the Xuanjin silk armor with one hand, and lifted it up.

Motionless!

"Huh?"

Nian Qi was stunned for a moment.

Su Zimo smiled secretly in his heart, but remained silent on the surface.

Nian Qi stood up, frowned slightly, looked at the Xuanjin Silk Armor in disbelief, and took it with his other hand.

Su Zimo saw that Nianqi was going to try, for fear that the joke would be too much, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, in fact, this Xuanjin silk armor weighs ......."

Su Zimo's voice stopped abruptly and bounced up from his seat, dumbfounded.

I saw that Nian Qi's arms were trembling, her cheeks were red, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and the Xuanjin Silk Armor was really lifted from the table by her! )