Chapter 380

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Luo Qian wanted to take Taotie into Jiulong claw arm, but xiaobao'er obviously liked this mount, and Luo Qian was liberated. However, xiaobao'er still keeps a bad habit: if you don't squat on Luo Qian's head, you can't urinate. Therefore, when he drove the xiaotaotie towards luoqian on the highway, Luo Qian knew that he had drunk too much baby water.

Yifen also looked at Xiaobao with a new look: "I didn't expect that your son would be able to see through the animal's egg at a young age. This egg really hatched." Luo Qian put aside the matter and took out a piece of wind mother iron about ten kilograms: "look at this." Yifen's eyes immediately changed: "I didn't expect that he bought such a large piece of original gold in order to chase me!" Luo Qian was speechless immediately. Seeing that Yifen couldn't help but reach out to grab the original gold, he dodged away and said, "you know, this is not iron alligator for you, this is mine."

"You?" Yifen's eyes were a little confused: "if you, I can think about it..." "Wake up. You think about it. I don't think about it yet. It's not for you. Don't dream. Help me to see if it's real Yifen's enthusiasm suddenly cools, curls his lips and says: "stingy."

Luo Qian ignored her and waited for the result. A moment later, Yifen had the result: "yes, 100% of the original gold, the quality is not bad, but if you want to use it, you'd better refine it." After all, it is a saint. This kind of Fengmu iron can be used directly in the fairyland, but it needs refining in the holy world.

"If you refine it, how much will be left?" Luo Qian asked. "If I refine it, I'll have half left." After listening to her words, Luo Qian was shocked. He thought that it was only a little impurity at most. If it was refined again, it would lose a few Liang at most, but he didn't expect to lose so much.

Yifen explained: "I can refine it into coagulant gold with much higher purity, and remove the original gold which is not in full form. It can be used to refine treasures, which has good energy transfer and expansibility..." Luo Qian interrupted her. He couldn't understand these professional things. "Just tell me directly, how much money can the original gold sell after you refine it?" Yifen pondered: "at least 1200 pieces of top-grade holy stones can be sold." Luo Qian was surprised: "so many!" He thought it would be good to buy a few hundred pieces of shangpinsheng.

Yifen said haughtily, "do you think you have 120 pieces of top-grade white flowers every year? Don't underestimate my level. Coagulant gold can not be condensed by anyone. " "Do you mean that I'd better give you extra processing money?" Yifen happy smile: "that doesn't have to, as long as you give me a little coagulant gold on the line." "Well, let's make a deal. I'll give you one gram for every kilogram of coagulant gold Luo Qian is a businessman's habit. He tries to keep the price as low as possible. As for business, he talks slowly. I didn't expect that the Italian Finns were satisfied and said, "deal

Yifen condensed the ten kilogram of gold into coagulated gold, and took down five grams by herself. Luo Qian divided the nugguan gold into three parts. One thought she was going to buy it, but he didn't expect that Luo Qian had other plans. "If you condense all these things out, you don't have to deal with the rest." A few hundred jin of original gold is placed in front of Yifen. Even if she has ever entered the shop of master basmore, she is shocked by the huge amount of original gold. Luo Qian told the story, but he didn't dare to see the iron alligator, so he slipped back to the fairyland. He was worried that the iron alligator would pour out his bitterness to him, and that master basmore would realize that he had come to the holy world without bringing what the master wanted.

Back in the fairyland, Luo Qian prepared some things, and then solemnly said to xiaobao'er: "son, dad has some things to do, but Dad can't take you." Xiao bao'er's head was shaking like a rattle drum. Somehow, her face turned red and turned blue again. The little guy is warning Luo Qian: don't you forget that the last time you left me alone, what did I look like?

Luo Qian touched his head: "baby, the place that dad is going to this time is very dangerous. Dad is not sure to protect you." Baby, protect, Dad He patted his little hands with a confident look. Luo Qian helpless: you can't even speak, you want to protect me?

Luo Qian put little bao'er on the bed: "good, don't run around, dad will be back soon." But Xiao bao'er obviously didn't want to let him go like this, so he grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go. He climbed up his neck again and hung on Luo Qian like a koala.

Although the little immortal is willing to move down the battlefield, he will not want to hinder himself. There are so many secrets about the little guy that he might be able to help.

Luo Qian held the little guy's buttocks in his hands and raised him to the top of his head: "well, let's go to battle, father and son soldiers together."

In accordance with the previous method, he wakes up the calling magic which has been sleeping for a long time in the mark of soul. Where Luo Qian stands, there is a diamond light, and he and Xiao bao'er disappear together. Luo Qian ignored that the magic could only take him to the ancient battlefield alone, but xiaobao'er disappeared with him.In the "history" of ancient wars, Luo Qian could only be regarded as a flash of the finger. It's still like that. It's maddeningly quiet. Standing on the edge of the ancient battlefield, Luo Qian could not help but feel a little empty when he first came here and saw the horrors of the ancient battlefield. Even if he became a nine level immortal, he might not be sure that he could get in and out safely. The most important thing is that the ancient battlefield is at a loss, where to find what master basmore wanted.

Xiaobao looks around curiously. Every time he goes to a new place, he always looks like this: his eyes are wide and round, and he looks like a curious baby.

Luo Qian knew that standing outside, he would never find what master basmore wanted. He walked around the edge of the area and chose a place that should look safe. He was about to go in when he heard a "ouch" sound. It turned out that Baoer was on his head and pulled his ear hard.

Luo Qian took his son down with both hands: "honey, it's very dangerous, it's very dangerous. Don't make mischief." Finish saying, stare stare eyes: "do you understand?" Xiao bao'er nodded his head cleverly, and his face was innocent. Luo Qian sighed, and his children's debt was not enough. He put his son back on his head and was about to go in. Suddenly, "ouch" little Bao Er was not polite and tugged at his already "injured" ear. He looked very nervous. He was afraid that Luo Qian would be "insensitive" and pull his hands together!

"Xiao Bao!" Luo Qian was angry and raised his son in front of him with both hands: "I'll tell you again: don't make any nonsense, or I'll drive you back!" Xiaobao held out her little hand and pointed to the side.

"Where do you want me to go?" Luo Qian was puzzled. Xiao Bao nodded. Luo Qian looked at the past and found that the area was full of potholes, which was dangerous in any way. Luo Qian shook his head: "son, you want to kill Dad..." Before he finished, Xiao bao'er suddenly struggled. Luo Qian didn't expect that his son suddenly had such great strength. Once his hand was loosened, xiaobao'er had already jumped down and jumped to the place. Luo Qian's heart suddenly raised to his throat and rushed to help his son block the coming storm like attack with his body.

However, the ancient battlefield is very quiet, only a distant gray column rises from the sky.

Xiaobao'er has stepped into the ancient battlefield, but he is safe and does not cause any terrible magic.

Luo Qian frowned: "can you find a safe foothold?" Xiao Bao nodded. But even in the air, it was full of inexplicable danger, and Luo Qian was still a little worried. As soon as Xiao bao'er entered the ancient battlefield, his body suddenly became unstable. He was crawling about in the battlefield, just like ordinary children crawling on the Kang. Luo Qian was terrified, but Xiao bao'er didn't have anything.

As the little guy climbed farther and farther, Luo Qian felt relieved and proud: "our son is not ordinary. The ancient battlefield has no way to deal with him."

Xiao bao'er has been climbing to the bottom of a collapsed castle. The castle must have been a marvelous magic weapon in those years, but it has been so dilapidated today that it seems that Baoer can be knocked down with a push of his hand. Little baby went round the castle and got in. Luo Qian couldn't see it. For a moment, he suddenly mentioned it to his throat. He comforted himself in his heart: it's OK. My baby is very capable. It will be OK. It will be ok

People in a tense state of mind, the time passes particularly slowly. Luo Qian saw that the castle was not very big. Even if little bao'er was climbing around inside, he should have come out. However, he did not see his good son come out. Luo Qian couldn't help rushing in several times. He told himself rationally that he would only hurt his son if he rushed in like this. Once a fierce attack is triggered, it will involve Xiao bao'er.

Finally, under the wall of the castle, a chubby shadow turned out with a black pot in his hand. Luo Qian didn't know whether the jar contained what master basmore needed. However, at this time, he didn't think of anything. As long as his son could come out safely, he would thank God. He quickly waved: "son, come back quickly, we don't look for anything, we don't look for anything." (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com , more chapters, support authors, support legitimate reading! )

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