Don't worry, young man, I will give you nothing less." The miner's uncle patted Murong Xiaotian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I have been standing for twenty years, you should let me sit down and take a breather!"
"That's right, that's right," Murong Xiaotian nodded frequently, quickly found a flat stone, swept the dust on it with his sleeves in an exaggerated manner, and pulled the miner's uncle to sit down.
The oil lamps on the walls of the mine still emitted a faint red light, and the flames flickered among the intertwined rocks. The old miner's bloodless face flickered brightly and darkly. Only two people were heard in the quiet surroundings.
A faint sound of breathing.
The old miner took out two things from his arms and handed them to Murong Xiaotian: "Take it, this is what you deserve." After a slight pause, he continued: "Young man, which key to prehistoric times will wait until you reach level 60?"
Only then can it be used.”
Murong Xiaotian sat on the big stone opposite the miner with a relaxed expression. He nodded quickly and eagerly took the things handed over by the old miner. He looked carefully. One of them was an ordinary-looking black ring, and the other
It is something in the shape of a key. There are several convex characters engraved on one side of the thing, and a strange knife is engraved on the back.
As soon as the items were obtained, the attributes of the two items were immediately displayed in front of Murong Xiaotian: the Ring of Chaos, a total of 300 memory item slots, unlimited load-bearing capacity. It does not occupy the equipment position and cannot be dropped. The key to the prehistoric era opens the passage to the lost world.
keys, mission items.
Murong Xiaotian was full of hope but was disappointed. Apart from allowing him to bring more things and save himself a lot of trouble of running away, there was nothing at all!
"Uncle, just use this thing to send me away. It's too shabby." Murong Xiaotian put the things on his hands and stared at the old miner with a grimace.
The miner's uncle raised his eyebrows slightly and continued, "There is something else in that Ring of Chaos."
"Oh?" Murong Xiaotian was stunned and quickly put the ring on the middle finger of his left hand.
Stepless shovel, mining speed increases by 5, comes with advanced mining skills, used by blacksmiths, mining skill level increases by 1.
Seeing this last thing, Murong Xiaotian stood up unconsciously and shouted to the old miner dissatisfied: "You are so stingy, this stepless shovel is of no use to me, it's just for me
It's a gift. Not to mention the Key to the Ancient World. You have to wait until level 60 to open it. It's a matter of years and years of the monkey. And even if it is opened, who knows if the mission can be completed." Murong Xiaotian flexed his fingers and circled the old miner.
Turning around, he continued to scold: "And this Ring of Chaos, look, look, it's just a big box to put things in," Murong Xiaotian waved his hands and looked up at the sky (but he could only look at the top of the mine)
) looked aggrieved: "Oh my god, I saved your life, and you only sent me away with a broken box."
"That's enough," the old miner jumped up from the stone angrily, and his voice penetrated Murong Xiaotian's eardrums like a hurricane. He was red with embarrassment, and his angry and twisted cheeks were particularly ferocious under the jumping oil lamp: "I live like this.
In my age, this is the first time I have seen such a shameless person like you."
"Roar, roar louder, it's best to let everyone in the world know how you treat your savior," Murong Xiaotian looked at the old miner coldly, calmly: "In a word
, will you give it or not?"
The old miner stared hard at Murong Xiaotian, his expression changed from angry to excited, then slowly to embarrassing and depressed, and finally he shook his head helplessly and slowly sat back on the big rock.
"You mean I won't give you life or death?" Murong Xiaotian's tone became more serious and aggressive.
"To tell you the truth, I just want to give it to you, but I have nothing left," the old miner glanced at Murong Xiaotian with contempt and snorted.
"Hehe," Murong Xiaotian laughed evilly, walked slowly to the old miner, bent down slightly, and said a few words to the old miner's face: "Your-that-blood-eyes"
Where is Shi?"
"You," the old miner stood up again, his strong hands trembling a little, pointing at Murong Xiaotian's nose: "You kid, don't have such daydreams, the value of that thing is beyond your imagination.
It’s arrived.”
"Hmph, is that piece of broken stone more valuable than your life?" Murong Xiaotian struck out the old miner's hand that was about to poke the tip of his nose with one palm, and continued to mercilessly destroy his soul: "You old man, you did it for that piece of broken stone."
Shitou has been trapped for twenty years. Haven't you had enough? Now that you are a lot older, what are you going to do? Wouldn't it be better to go home honestly and enjoy your old age happily? "
All the old miner's confidence collapsed under Murong Xiaotian's harsh and contemptuous words, and he stood quietly on the spot. All his ambitions were instantly wiped out.
"Time waits for no one," the old miner's voice was low and sad, as if he had aged a lot.
Flowers bloom and fall, the years are like tides, and a river of spring water flows eastward. Looking back suddenly, things and people have changed, and twenty years have been nothing more than a dream!
Murong Xiaotian stepped forward and gently held Lao Min's hand, his eyes showing firmness and sincerity: "Uncle, I know your wish is to become the best blacksmith in the world. I promise you, I will definitely be the best blacksmith in the world.
We will open a blacksmith shop for you in the city and find you the best forging materials so that you can become a world-famous blacksmith."
Murong Xiaotian shook the old miner's hand hard and said in a more sincere tone: "I will keep this blood eye stone for you. You also know the principle of self-defense. If someone comes to snatch it, it won't be you.
This blacksmith can deal with it, but I am different. I am a warrior and I have the ability to protect myself."
Seeing that he was about to get the thing, he started to draw a pie instead of covering it up. He obviously wanted other people's things, but he still said it in a grand and precise manner. He didn't even think about it, he was just a zero-level warrior. If he really wanted to fight,
Maybe two mining pickaxes could kill the old miner.
The old miner was fooled by Murong Xiaotian and nodded repeatedly. His already disappointed eyes glowed with hope. He tremblingly took out an old bag of tips from his arms, gently opened the mouth of the bag, and took out a red piece of
Blood and stones shaped like eyes fell into the palms.
In an instant, a red light shot out from the old miner's palm, and the red flames shone throughout the cave. The affectionate gaze of a girl penetrated the entire space.
Murong Xiaotian stared at the blood eye stone infatuatedly, saliva flowed out of the corner of his mouth without shame. His whole eyeball was filled with the gorgeous colors. He couldn't help but secretly feel proud in his heart: "Damn it, I won't fool you, you can
