Chapter 70

Pushing Mu Cangyun's wheelchair, Feng Qingge galloped all the way, her plump body trembled, but her breathing was strong, without a trace of panic, not even a trace of sweat during this rush. Although she is not in a hurry, but thinking that someone can make the Xuanji knife, how can she not be in a hurry?

Before those onlookers could see clearly, they were taken out by the wind, and Feng Qingge ran wildly, while Mu Cangyun, who was in a wheelchair, had already turned pale and covered his mouth.

Total speeding!

If it wasn't for Mu Cangyun's strong wheelchair, it would have been torn apart in this sprint.

Supporting the wall, Mu Cangyun, who was bent over, spit out wildly. He had a little appetite for what Feng Qingge made just now, but now, he just wanted to spit out all the contents in his stomach. I only felt that the world was spinning in front of me. The speed of pushing the wheelchair and turning the corner completely exceeded the speed of the 800-mile rush carriage. It was literally killing him...

"No, you still vomit?" Feng Qingge couldn't help laughing, patted Mu Cangyun's back, and looked at the so-called shop.

She thought that the blacksmith would live in a luxurious place, developed a bad temper, and opened her mouth with a thousand gold coins, as well as strange conditions. But what surprised Feng Qingge was that this was just the most miserable slum in the imperial city. The flat tiled houses were scattered, and other sheds were built around them. The streets that were originally not wide became more crowded.

The clothes hanging out were very simple, even the door of Master Xie was no exception. The slightly open door was already covered with dust, and there were some inferior weapons in the deserted yard. The most eye-catching is the large stove in the courtyard. The charcoal inside is still burning and has not been extinguished. The temperature of this twelfth lunar month is just right for making tea and eating rice cakes. If there is a hot pot of hot pot, the taste...

The little fat dun in the magic pet space couldn't help feeling a chill, the hair on his body exploded, and he vaguely felt that there were eyes behind him, staring at its delicious meat.

What a mad master! It's too dangerous to be her pet, and you'll be eaten if you're not careful!

Without waiting for Feng Qingge to end his fantasy, the little head in there stuck out, as if he was aware of Feng Qingge's breath, he blinked his eyes, and asked a little puzzled: "Who are you and what are you doing at my door?"

"Uh... I'm... I'm here to find Master Xie, I..." Feng Qingge was stunned, almost biting his own tongue.

The boy in the strong clothes came out. He looked at Feng Qingge a little depressed, waved his hand and said, "Master is not here, you can go."

"Hey, wait a minute, kid. Mu Cangyun, come here and tell me, I'm about to be coaxed out before I even enter the door!" He turned his head and quickly looked towards the corner of the wall, and the man who was leaning against the wall continued to vomit. The man didn't get any better, his face turned pale, and he was still vomiting.

Originally, I wanted to rely on Mu Cangyun to speak, but now that he looked like this, Feng Qingge knew it was over.

"Wait, kid, I came here to see your master, and I wanted to ask your master to help me build seven weapons." Feng Qingge quickly followed and entered the yard before the boy closed. This place is simpler than what she saw, except for the cold weapons, there are no other decorations.

Frowning, the boy said coldly: "Three conditions, first, gold thousand taels, second, bring your own materials, and third, be pleasing to the eye. Sorry, you can't satisfy the third condition alone. "This fat body, no matter how ugly it looks, even he can't stand it, let alone the master in the house.

Those who came to his master, who was not a beautiful and immortal figure, took care of him clean and spotless. Looking at this one in front of me, I was also wearing a random piece of clothes, running all the way, and the clothes were still stained with dust. Which person who came to visit his master was not clean?

At least wait until after the bath, and then come over to discuss with him.

However, this big fat man seems to be very easy to play tricks, why don't... the corner of his mouth ticked upwards, the boy smiled, and the thing hidden in his right hand trembled slightly, and he was about to throw it towards Feng Qingge.

"Cough, you are not your master, how do you know whether the third rule is passed or not." For some reason, seeing the disdain flashing in the boy's eyes, Feng Qingge's heart paused, and she read a sly look. , is this kid playing her?

Reaching out to hold the boy's clothes, Feng Qingge reached out and twisted his ear, raised her eyebrows and said, "You don't learn well at a young age, say, what's hidden in your hand!"

"It hurts, are you as violent as you are, let go!" He hurriedly called out, the boy let go of his hand in pain, and the cockroach fell to the ground and quickly crawled over.

Obviously, this kid wants to scare her with cockroaches?

Reaching out his hand, Feng Qingge released the boy in front of him, stared at the cockroach in his hand, and said with a half-smile, "It's not bad, you're going to give me this big gift as soon as I come to the door?"

His face sank, and the boy lowered his head depressedly, but he didn't expect to be discovered. Just before he could continue to be depressed, the following words almost made him spit it out.

"Is this thing carried with me to satisfy my hunger?" The corner of his mouth ticked upwards, and Feng Qingge smiled softly.

The boy's complexion changed greatly, and he stared at Feng Qingge with wide eyes. He felt goosebumps all over his body. He teased others to catch this cockroach, but he didn't expect to be frightened by Feng Qingge's words. something to eat?

Before he could react, Feng Qingge reached out and pinched the cockroach's small head, hehe smiled and said, "I don't believe it, right? I like to eat this alive, try it?"

With a show of his right hand, Feng Qingge raised his hand and put the cockroach in his mouth, swallowed hard, and said with a smile, "It tastes good, another one."

"Wow!" The boy almost vomited out the lunch he had eaten at noon, and the boy stepped back again and again, his face pale with fright. She she she, this fat man really swallowed the cockroach?

Seeing that Feng Qingge was about to come, thinking of the mouth that swallowed the cockroach, the boy hurriedly jumped: "Don't, don't come here, or I'll fight you!"

"Really, then can I go see Master Xie?" She raised her eyebrows, and Feng Qingge chuckled lightly. This little ghost can't represent the blacksmith Master Xie. She wants to make weapons. Even if she is rejected, she can only be that Master Xie, such a little boy, just stop those brainless people.

Mentioning Master Xie, the boy's expression immediately became serious, and he waved his hand: "No, no, even if you feed cockroaches into my mouth, I can't send you in to see the master, hurry up, I... "

"Open your mouth wider, ah... that's it, throw it in!" With a slight twist of his right hand, Feng Qingge took out the cockroach that had just mixed into his sleeve, hehe smiled and said, "This thing is very good, take a bite?"