Qin An smoked leisurely on the recliner. From time to time, it seemed that it was inevitable.

His eyes grow on other faces and he can't control them.

But in this world, he is a unique pretty boy!

However, this did not make him get rid of his mortal identity. Calculating the time, he should come to pick up the silver today.

Qin An looked at the two carvings made with heart. One was a delicate sword the size of a palm.

If it wasn't for wood, it would look like a reduced Lingbao weapon!

"I can't imagine that someone in Qin can't use a sword, but can make such a real model." Qin An nodded narcissistically and gave himself some appreciation.

The other is a shield. Although it is not inlaid with gold, Qin An casually found a few small blue and yellow stones and got them up.

Because the texture and carving are simply too perfect, even if there is no real gem inlay, it still looks powerful and domineering.

"I didn't expect that martial arts practitioners still like small toys." Qin An held his forehead with his hand. He never wanted to live on this.

Originally, he thought he would open a shop to sell martial arts products. As a result, it turned out to be like this, but he also enjoyed it.

It also saves him money to purchase goods. He can sell some things without much effort. Why not?

Moreover, he is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. A piano that was half done before has disappeared when the house was destroyed.

Now we need to do it again. It's really a little troublesome.

Fortunately, things here are not expensive. There are all kinds of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, superior piano and wood silk strings.

As a mortal, you should have some fun. Since you can't do it, you should be a writer.

Ding Dong, congratulations on host activation skill, build.

A smooth and beautiful harp was made in a pile of noisy prompts.

Originally, I wanted to play. As soon as I remembered, someone would come to pick up the goods later, so I had to put it away first.

In the netherworld sect, two figures swept out, followed by two elders.

"Elder brother, is it really appropriate for us to follow the two elders when we go to that place?" silver yuan looked at the two elders standing behind him with negative hands.

"What can I do?" Jin Yuan shook his head.

They know that Ling fan must have done it!

Ling fan of zongnei is the strongest among the younger generation.

Therefore, he will never allow his two-year-old Jinyuan and Yinyuan brothers to surpass him.

At other times, you don't have to pay so much attention, but now it's the best young generation selected by the Pope.

So anyway, Ling fan wants to fuck them both to death!

Zongnei also attached great importance to this matter. After all, two people with ordinary talents suddenly changed and their strength soared. This is almost impossible!

At this critical moment, people must not run away, so they all sent two elders to follow.

"Two elders, remember that you can't walk around the adult's place. The reclusive expert probably doesn't like a high-profile identity." Jin Yuan and Yin yuan hugged the two elders behind them.

"What do you say? I know." the two elders waved impatiently.

In their opinion, what seclusion expert can hide in this place and have opportunities with them? This luck is a little unbelievable!

"Hey."

With a sigh, the four finally turned into light and shadow and went straight to the eastern region.

At this time, Qin'an is cleaning the house. In fact, there is nothing to clean.

There is a small shop suppressed by ghosts, coupled with the special aroma of Youlan flowers, no matter how wet it is, there will be no small insects, and it is comfortable to live.

"Boss Qin, it seems that business is not very good." master Huang from the nearby blacksmith shop came out and joked.

"There's no way, isn't it? After all, I sell some simple martial arts supplies here, and what others can find is several times higher than me!" Qin An shook his shoulder helplessly.

Those who can really join the ranks of martial arts practitioners can find good utensils if they find someone who specializes in selling things. Therefore, he sells dog meat with mutton hanging here.

Even more works of art, carved sculptures, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are put on the front desk of Qin'an.

He figured it out. He wants to change his mind!

Since the world is not short of force and fighting supplies, let's just get something else.

For example, small carvings are bought at a high price. Isn't this a business opportunity?

"In other words, master Huang, the forged iron you have here looks good. How come the income is not very considerable?" Qin An backhanded and choked master Huang.

"Oh, I'm kidding!" he waved his hand, and he didn't stay long after eating.

Qin an just lit a cigarette and turned his head. Master Huang, who had just left, was stunned.

Because four lights flash in the distance, it's a martial artist!

What did four martial arts practitioners do when they came to this place?

Although master Huang is in the land of elixir, he lives here like a mortal. It's not that he has no confidence.

It's because of these four people, two of them are very strong, and they are still from the netherworld sect.

Strange, what are these people doing here? Master Huang saw that he didn't come for him, so he hurried away.

As for the direction, it's a bit like... The store in Qin'an?

This suddenly aroused his curiosity. What can I do in that store? Is there something in Qin'an that provoked the martial arts practitioners?

Then it's serious. According to the smell, Qin'an is a mortal!

"Two elders, stay." Jin Yuan and Yin yuan saluted with fists.

"Go and return quickly. I don't have time to wander around with you." the two elders waved impatiently.

There are two elders staring here. They dare not do any other small moves.

"Hum, it's just two young people in the middle of Yuanling. Ling fan wants us to go out and stare?" one of the Hefa elders complained and looked at the surrounding scenery.

Although the environment is good, I always feel that the shop in Qin'an is a little cloudy, like a grave!

"Ghost place." elder Hefa snorted coldly and sat cross legged.

Jin Yuan and Yin yuan were dressed in plain clothes, just like when they were down to be thieves at that time.

"Qin Da... Boss Qin, are you there?" Yinyuan shouted, remembering that the other party didn't want them to call adults. It was really low-key!

"Oh? It's you!" Qin An greeted with a smile. Because he was not familiar with the house, the threshold tripped and fell on his knees with a plop.

At the moment, the two brothers, fat and thin, collapsed and shouted wildly.

"Boss Qin, we can't afford your gift!" they hurriedly helped Qin an up, and their eyes were full of panic.