Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 254: Powerful

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the storyteller slowly gathered the folding fan, hiding Xingmu in his cuff.

Between the heavy shadows, Su Zimo blinked, and when he went to see it again, the old man had disappeared!

Su Zimo frowned and groaned a little before heading towards his place of residence.

Just after Su Zimo left Yongxingfang, the storyteller didn't know where it came from, and came to a corner without people.

Lin Xuanji was standing there, bored.

Seeing the old man coming, Lin Xuanji rushed forward, expecting, and whispered, "Old man, how are you, what kind of name do you see?"

"I can't see, this man has been changed by the sky, and his trajectory is completely chaotic." The old man shook his head.

Lin Xuanji asked again, "What about that black dog? What race do you see?"

"That should not be a dog," the old man frowned.

"Crap, 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 his eyes, thoughtfully, and shook his head: "It can't be said, but this black dog is really not simple. I can feel a unique flavor in it, very pure."

"What is it?"

"The breath of killing!"

The old man said: "Although you have lost the chance to conceive a dragon this time, if you can turn this black dog into your hand, it will not be too bad in the future."

Lin Xuanji touched his chin, his eyes fluttered, and he thought.

The old man seemed to think of something again, frowning, thoughtfully, whispered: "That baby ..."

...

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 taken aback by a panic in her eyes.

Su Zimo walked towards the little girl.

The little girl seemed a little afraid, trying to step back, but held back again.

"Why follow me?" Su Zimo approached and asked softly.

"It was the first time someone had given me clothes." The little girl blinked Shui Lingling's eyes and said a little timidly.

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

The little girl nodded.

"Okay, from today, you live here."

Su Zimo pointed at the house behind him and said with a smile: "But I only rent it for one year, and for the time being I can only guarantee you a year."

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

Su Zimo brought the little girl into the house and asked casually: "My name is Su Zimo, what's your name?"

"Nianqi." The little girl's alert to Su Zimo was much less, and there was a hint of vitality in her voice.

This mansion sits north and south, with Jishuihe on the back. It occupies a large area and has many rooms. Nianqi casually found a room and lived there.

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

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

Since you want to open a refining room, you have to name it.

Looking at Yeling who was patrolling in the courtyard, Su Zimo smiled and said to himself, "Let's call it Mo Ling Refiner Workshop."

Su Zimo used his finger as a sword and carved five large characters on a wooden plaque.

Just then, with a squeak, the door of the room behind him opened.

Su Zimo looked back, and saw a young girl with a skin-chanced snowman standing at the door, slender, exquisite, and beautiful eyes. Although young, her appearance was very beautiful.

Su Zimo froze slightly.

Nianqi washed away the stains on her face, as if she had become a person.

But for some reason, Nianqi's hair was still withered and yellow, like a withered tree branch, without luster, and it was incompatible with this skin's creamy face.

Su Zimo didn't think too much, only if Nianqi had suffered too much in these years, resulting in weakness.

After a year and a half of recuperation, it has returned to normal.

"My son, what are you doing?"

Nianqi came over, looking at the wooden plaque in Su Zimo's hand, and whispered softly: "Mo Ling Refining Workshop ... Is the son planning to open a refining workshop here?"

"Yeah." Su Zimo nodded.

Nianqi moved her lips and stopped talking.

"Just say anything." Su Zimo laughed.

Nian Qi said: "Although I don't know the refiner, I have been wandering in the city for many years. This place is suitable for living, but it is not suitable for the refiner workshop.

Familiar monks who are familiar with Wangcheng will definitely go to Yongxingfang, because the refiners in Wangcheng are all on that street.

The monks who are not familiar with Wang Cheng, just ask someone to inquire, and they will go to Yongxingfang.

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

Su Zimo didn't worry about it, smiled, and said, "My refinery is different. Don't worry."

Nian Qi nodded, seemingly understand.

Su Zimo pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down, you hold this stone, let me take a look."

On the table, there was also a baby-fist-sized stone, which was exactly a spirit measuring stone that Su Zimo had just bought.

Nianqi stretched out her palm and held the Spirit Stone.

After half a ring, the measuring stone did not change.

Su Zimo sighed softly.

He originally had a glimmer of hope. Perhaps Nianqi has spiritual roots and can step into spiritual practice.

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

King Dan has many real people in Wangcheng, and may even have Yuanying Zhenjun. If Nianqi has a spiritual root, I'm afraid he will be taken away and earn his income.

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

Nianqi seemed to realize something, and said quickly: "My son, although I don't have a spiritual root, I have great strength and can help you with many things. You, don't drive me away."

"It's all right."

Su Zimo shook his head, for fear of thinking about Nianqi, he switched the topic and asked, "You said just now, you have a lot of energy, how big?"

"Very big."

Nianqi blinked and said, "I have never dared to show it before, for fear of being locked up as a monster by others."

Su Zimo laughed suddenly.

In Su Zimo's opinion, Nian Qi just boasted as much as possible, afraid of being driven away.

How powerful is such a little girl with thin arms and legs?

Su Zimo moved in his heart and wanted to tease Nianqi, so he took the black gold silk armor out of the storage bag, put it gently on the table, and said, "This is a silk armor, you can pick it up. What? "

"Of course."

Nian Qi nodded naturally, dragging the horns of Xuanjin Silk Armor with one hand, and raised it up.

Not moving!

"what?"

Nian Qi froze for a moment.

Su Zimo laughed secretly, but on the surface he did not move.

Nianqi stood up, lightly raised her eyebrows, looked at Xuanjin Silk Armor unbelievably, and took her other hand up.

When Su Zimo saw Nianqi, she had to try, for fear of joking too much, she waved her hand: "Forget it, in fact, this black gold silk is heavy ..."

Su Zimo's voice came to an abrupt halt, bouncing from his seat, stunned.

I saw Nianqi's arms tremble, her cheeks flushed, and she had already exhausted all her strength, and the black gold silk armor was really lifted from the table by her!

(End of this chapter)