Climbing back onto the recliner, Jiang Liu covered himself with a thin blanket and looked at Qin Feng seriously: "What type do you want?"

"Let me tell you first, I don't make large appliances. Small ones are fine."

Hearing this, Qin Feng silently took out the restaurant's fire stick from the ring and placed it on the counter: "Can you modify my fire stick?"

"I think this length is just right."

"Transformed into a powerful dragon weapon."

"The heavier it is, the better. I am stronger and can handle it."

Jiang showed a hint of contemplation, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and then he slowly stretched out ten white and slender fingers:

"It's not impossible~"

"You have to pay more."

"Please pay for ten more boxes of magic cakes."

"Can."

Qin Feng nodded, took out ten boxes of crystal glazed cakes and placed them on the counter: "Master Jiang Liu, please don't lie to me, I am an honest person."

"Go away, I'm going to start working!" Jiang Liu waved his hand, and several boxes of crystal glass on the counter were thrown into the ring.

Qin Feng's face darkened, he reached out and patted the confused Thunder Pigeon and walked out of the room.

Damn it, you don’t recognize anyone when you lift your pants!

After walking out of the store, Qin Feng looked around. Perhaps because of the early morning, there were only a few people on the street.

Several naughty wild ghost-type pet Gengars are sneaking around the corner trying to scare passers-by.

This is a harmless first-order ghost-type desolate beast with a round body, a naughty personality and a penchant for mischief.

His favorite thing to do is to lick the neck of a beautiful girl with his sticky tongue to scare her, thus satisfying his inner desire for mischief.

Walking to the corner, Qin Feng looked down at a Gengar the size of a ball.

Gently lift your foot and kick it away.

Seeing their companions being kicked away, the few Gengars gathered at the corner of the store suddenly became frightened and dispersed one after another.

Stretching, he glanced at the looming sun in the sky. A circle of black spiritual power enveloped Qin Feng, and he walked towards the black market near Rizhao City.

Each country has different characteristics, martial arts, animal pets, etc.

Quite curious.

"Goo!"

The thunder pigeon shook its head and followed Qin Feng's steps closely, its bird's eyes staring closely at the treasure-hunting squirrel that was making faces at it.

If the little fat rat kidney hadn't been favored by the boss, I would have taught it a lesson with Lei Yu.

"Gu Gu."

Gently rubbing his head against Qin Feng's waist, Thunder Pigeon couldn't help but yawn.

…

When we arrived at the black market, there were more people here than on the street. Compared to the Black Market of Night King in Wofeng Emperor Capital, this place was much stingy and lagging behind.

From time to time, one or two warriors with pigtails were caught on the spot for stealing.

Or, execute them on the spot.

Glancing at a human head that rolled to his feet, Qin Feng kicked it to the ground.

I spent 100,000 Xuanjing to buy a black market ticket.

Qin Feng motioned to Thunder Pigeon, who was listless and wanted to sleep behind him, to follow his footsteps.

With his hands in his pockets, he began to stroll around the black market.

After strolling around the crowded black market for a while, Qin Feng's eyes were filled with wonder.

You can sell anything here, it's a paradise for sin.

Slave trading, wild beast merchants who set up stalls selling young pets, antique sellers, everything is available.

Looking at the surging crowd, Qin Feng came to an animal pet stall and took a look.

Several pet ghost-type desolate beasts locked in cages immediately began to stare at Qin Feng with their bloody beast eyes.

"Naughty." Silently popping a piece of dried fruit into the mouth of a second-level ghost camel.

The second-level ghost camel cub, who was about to spit, blinked its bloody beast eyes and slowly chewed the dried fruit in its mouth.

Bent down and squatting on the ground, Qin Feng began to look at the animal skills displayed by the stall owner on the ground.

Most of them are just some low-level ghost-type beast skills, and there are only a few mysterious-level beast skills.

Standing up in disappointment, Qin Feng tightened his neck and continued to browse the black market.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, morning!"

Butterfly came out of Qin Feng's pocket full of energy, stretched out, then sat on Qin Feng's shoulder and said hello.

"morning."

"Where is this? There are so many people!"

"black market."

"oh."

Holding her chin, Butterfly looked curiously at the people walking around her. After a moment, she looked at a warrior with a wicked smile.

A gray ball of light shot into the opponent's body.

moment.

The warrior took advantage of the crowd and reached out to touch the chest of a long-haired girl wearing a kimono and with an average figure.

He was about to touch it, but in the next second, a second-level ghost-thorned porcupine escaped from the cage and grunted past his crotch.

Several sharp spikes swept across its crotch...

The other party's face turned green, and he immediately fell to the ground and started crying for his father...

"Naughty." He reached out and hooked Butterfly's head, causing a smile to appear on Qin Feng's lips.

"Hey~ The seventh eunuch!"

Nodding casually, Qin Feng's pale golden eyes scanned the surroundings and soon landed in front of a stall.

The stall owner is an old man with white hair and a black hat on his head. He is sitting calmly in front of the stall and smoking a pipe.

Walking to the stall, Qin Feng looked at it with a look of surprise in his eyes.

The other party's stall has everything, including martial arts stones, beast technique stones, exquisite gold-rimmed rose stockings, underpants, daily necessities...

A decent grocery store.

"How do you sell these stockings?" Qin Feng looked at the old man and asked seriously as he picked up the pair of thin gold lace rose stockings.

The old man stopped smoking his eyes and silently stretched out five fingers: "Fifty thousand mysterious crystals."

"So expensive?"

"Do you want to buy it or not? There is only one pair left. Who doesn't know that the stockings I make are very durable?" The old man looked impatient.

"All right."

"I buy..."

"Wait!"

"I want this one, sir. I wonder if I can bear the pain of parting with it?"

A girl with long, straight black hair wearing a black floral kimono walked slowly over. She had an impeccable face and extremely beautiful appearance, but it was a pity that she was ordinary.

Butterfly looked surprised. The other person was the girl who was almost harassed.

Looking at the girl who came to him, Qin Feng showed a look of appreciation.

The girl is very beautiful, with fair skin, a charming voice, and a temperament like a graceful orchid.

"Feng, Brother Feng!!! He is a man! He has an Adam's apple!" Butterfly looked horrified!

Hear the words.

Qin Feng came back to his senses and inadvertently glanced at the tiny Adam's apple, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

It’s true that Taima is a man!

Today's world is so fucked up, boys become beautiful, but girls don't have anything to do with it.

after all.

Men understand men better.

Nodding his head, Qin Feng gave up his position, then casually picked up a colorful stone and looked at the stall owner: "How do you sell this pickle stone?"
To be continued...