"You ......"

Boss Shi's face turned red, now he finally knew the gap between himself and others, and his heart was panicked and distressed, the stone axe was exchanged for years of savings, sharp and strong, in a barren place like the Southern Wilderness, it was already an extremely rare weapon, and now it was destroyed, where to find such a handy weapon in the future?

Jiao Wei'er saw Boss Shi's thoughts, and thought that if someone sings white-faced, someone has to sing red-faced, otherwise it will be troublesome if he encounters a strong temper.

So he casually threw out a silver short axe, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Don't be sad, Boss Shi, that stone axe will be destroyed if it is destroyed, I have a short axe made of "wind grinding silver" here, if Boss Shi doesn't dislike it, I will give it to you!"

Over the years, Jiao Wei'er has cheated or robbed, and there are countless magic weapons in his hands, although there are not many top-notch ones, but if he takes out the same casually, it is a hundred times better than the shoddy stone axe.

The "Wind Grinding Silver" material is tough and lightweight, this short axe is a few points larger than the original one of Shi Boss, but the weight is much lighter, and the sharpness is far beyond it.

In the eyes of cultivators, such a weapon is sharp enough, but it has no spiritual surname, at best, it is only a better mortal soldier, Jiao Wei'er and Bai Ze naturally look down on it, but Boss Shi's breathing is heavy.

This short axe was much stronger than his original one, in the barren southern wasteland, a short axe of this material was enough to sell for a staggering price, and Boss Shi estimated that he couldn't exchange all his belongings for such an axe.

In the face of such a temptation, Boss Shi finally compromised, held the short axe in his hand, and said: "With the skills of the two, it is enough to represent the village, please come with me, and I will take you to find the owner of the village." ”

Boss Shi seems to have a lot of status in this "barbarian village", with him leading the way, everywhere is unimpeded, and after a while, Bai Ze and Jiao Wei'er came to a two-story wooden building.

There was a gray-haired old man in the wooden building, hunched over his waist, his face flushed sickly, slumped on a wide chair, and his face was a little vigilant when he saw that Boss Shi had brought two strangers to meet him.

"They...... Ahem...... Who are they?"

"Old village master, these two are the masters of the "Badaomen" in Middle-earth, and I heard that the ring set up by the Hui Soul Clan will be held soon, so I want to represent our village to compete. ”

"Nonsense...... Ahem...... They...... They...... In case you lose, lose it...... Ahem...... But we ...... Ahem...... The face of our stockade...... Ahem, ahem."

The old man was about to cough several times when he said a word, but at this moment he was emotional, and he spoke for a long time, and he couldn't straighten his waist.

"Old village master, these two are far better than me, with them representing our village in the competition, the top ten places can't run!"

"You...... Ahem...... You fart!" The old man said angrily, "Our stockade...... Ahem...... How can the face of our village be ...... Ahem...... Give it to a stranger...... Ahem...... Go...... Go...... Ahem, ahem."

I couldn't catch my breath, my face turned blue on the spot, and my chest rose and fell like a bellows.

Boss Shi thought to himself, "Didn't you find a cultivator to come and fight on behalf of our village?"

However, out of respect and awe for the old village owner, he naturally wouldn't say this, so he had to helplessly spread his hands at Bai Ze and Jiao Wei'er, and said: "The two of you also saw it, it's not that I don't want to help, it's really ......."

"Probably not. Bai Ze waved his hand and smiled, and suddenly stepped forward.

He was originally standing behind Boss Shi, two or three feet away from the old man, but he took a step so easily, and stood in front of the old man in a blink of an eye.

Bai Ze stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the old man's chest, and the old man's body suddenly stiffened.

The old man thought that he was going to be unfavorable to himself, and a frightened expression suddenly appeared on his face, and Boss Shi also thought that he had lured the wolf into the room, so he roared and threw himself at Bai Ze's back, and made up his mind that even if he fought for his life, he couldn't let him endanger the owner of the village!

However, when his body was halfway down, he felt that his body seemed to be lightly tapped twice, and then he suddenly froze in place, Bai Ze turned his head and smiled at him, and then said to the old man: "Don't be afraid, I have no malice!"

A silver-shining fish-shaped silver bottle came out of Bai Ze's body, Bai Ze casually took a cup next to him, and from the bottle there was a little milky-white, bubbling liquid.

There are still some Nine Heavens Jade Dew Evil Qi left in the "Canyin Bottle", and Bai Ze is reluctant to give such a precious thing.

Bai Ze brought the cup to the old man's mouth and said, "This "Nine Heavens Jade Dew" can cure all diseases, take it, and your illness will naturally be cured!"

Where did the old man dare to open his mouth, Bai Ze was impatient to explain to him, directly pinched his nose, and while he couldn't hold back his breathing, he poured a small cup of Nine Heavens Jade Dew down.

Then his mind moved, and he unlocked the acupuncture points of the old man and Boss Shi.

"What did you drink for the old village master?" As soon as Boss Shi regained his freedom, he roared, held the short axe in his hand, and threw himself at Bai Ze.

In his opinion, that inexplicable liquid must not be a good thing.

Bai Ze didn't dodge either, and looked at him with a smile.

Boss Shi pounced halfway, and the short axe flew out of his hand, heading straight for Bai Ze's head, he knew that his strength was too far away from others, so he had the idea of ending up together.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the short axe flew out, he heard the old village owner shouting: "Stop!"

This loud shout seemed full of energy, and the cough that had been haunting him for several years seemed to suddenly disappear.

Shi Lao naturally didn't dare to disobey the old village owner's will, but the short axe had already flown out of his hand, and he couldn't take it back if he wanted to, so he could only shout "Be careful!".

But seeing that Bai Ze was still smiling, without even blinking his eyes, the short axe flew in front of him, suddenly stopped, and then seemed to have an invisible palm to hold it, and slowly handed it back to Boss Shi.

The boss of this kind of miraculous history had never seen it, and he reached out blankly to take the short axe, admiring and fearing Bai Ze in his heart.

The old village owner stood up from the chair, full of energy, he couldn't see the lingering sickbed at all, moved his hands and feet with a look of surprise, and suddenly laughed and said: "I haven't been so comfortable for several years, all the problems seem to be gone, I feel twenty years younger all of a sudden, the two are really miracle doctors!"

Bai Ze thought to himself, how mysterious is the Nine Heavens Jade Dew, even the poison of jade blood can be cured, and curing your illness is not a piece of cake?

However, he said: "Congratulations to the old village owner, the medical skills of the two of us are not worth mentioning, the main thing is that the old village owner has a good foundation, great blessings, and the medicinal effect can be fully played!"

The so-called thousands of wears, and the sycophants are not worn, the old village owner heard it with a big heart, and laughed loudly: "Okay, don't you two want to participate in the ring set up by the Hui Soul Clan, this matter is decided!"

It's going to be pushed at two o'clock in the afternoon, and then if nothing else, it will be on the shelves next Friday, and it's not easy to stick to it all the way, I can't help but say to myself: "Yan Wuyu, come on!"