"A magic weapon like sewing robes?" Qin Xuan looked at the girl, showed a smile, and then...
Qin Xuan clearly saw the girl's pupils shrink, and she stepped back in fear, her voice trembling, "Yes, yes, uncle!"
Do you regard him as a villain?
Qin Xuan didn't seem to know how disgusting his current face looked when he smiled.
Qin Xuan coughed lightly, put away his smile, and looked at the girl.
"Are you the only one in this stall?"
Qin Xuan's eyes fell on the stall and the girl's waist.
Although the girl's clothes were simple, a small box on her waist caught Qin Xuan's attention.
This seemed to be a sewing box. Although it was inconspicuous and stained with black dust, Qin Xuan could feel that the sewing box was extraordinary.
Five-grade treasure!
It is hard to imagine that an eleven or twelve year old girl who only practices Qi can possess such a valuable treasure.
Although the girl's eyes were clear, there seemed to be a hint of sadness between her eyebrows.
Qin Xuan looked at the girl for just a few glances, as if he could read the girl's thoughts.
"My brother is not here!" the girl muttered, seemingly frightened by Qin Xuan's smile just now.
"The thing I want to sew is neither a ninth-grade magic weapon nor an ordinary piece of clothing. You are not enough. I don't know where your brother is now!" Qin Xuan said slowly. In this Xuantian City, he was almost gone.
After searching all over, he has never found a suitable robe. Although he can refine it, it will take a lot of time. The robe is more difficult to refine than ordinary magic weapons. This is the consensus of the cultivation world.
If the person behind this girl could sew a robe and customize it for him, this would undoubtedly save Qin Xuan a lot of time.
You must know that Qin Xuan is now being hunted by Fenglei Wuwu Sect. Don't think too much. As Qin Xuan's master and senior sister, there must be monks from Fenglei Wuwu Sect in Taixuan Star. They may be powerful
, it may also be the Supreme.
Qin Xuan is now walking in a tiger's den. The longer he stays, the more danger he will face.
The girl twisted her clothes and looked at Qin Xuan, with hesitation, vigilance, sadness and struggle in her eyes.
"My brother is sick, and only Bao'er can sew cassocks." In the end, the girl squatted on the ground, seeming to be sobbing faintly, "Uncle, you should go and take a look elsewhere, Bao'er can't help you."
Qin Xuan frowned slightly. Are you sick? His eyes fell on the waist of the girl who called herself Bao'er. The person who can control the fifth-grade magic weapon should be Nascent Soul, one of the people who return to the void. Such a cultivator has long been immune to all kinds of diseases.
Invasion, how do you get sick?
Are you in trouble!?
"How many robes can your brother repair?" Qin Xuan asked without leaving.
"Brother is very powerful. Even the immortals of Xuantian Sect praised him. How many grades, how many grades..." The girl lowered her head, "There should be many grades, right?"
Many products...
Qin Xuan looked at the girl. Although she was twelve years old and immature, the girl knew almost nothing about cultivation.
Is it possible that her qi-training skills were an accident?
Qin Xuan looked at the girl and was about to speak, but suddenly, a dull sound of footsteps interrupted him.
Qin Xuan turned around and looked around, only to see several people wearing Xuan Tianzong clothes approaching not far away.
These people are all in the Nascent Soul realm, and around their waists are tokens of Xuantian City.
What made Qin Xuan pay attention was not the footsteps of these people, but the evil spirit brought by these people. Normally Qin Xuan would not pay attention, but now that he is being pursued by the Immortal Vein Sect, Qin Xuan naturally pays more attention.
These people are obviously coming with bad intentions.
However, Qin Xuan also felt that these people were not targeting him, but the girl in front of him.
"Lin Bao, why are you here again?"
Qin Xuan's thoughts moved slightly, and he saw among those people
The young man with cold eyes spoke.
This young man's appearance is only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his bone age is not more than a thousand years old. To be able to enter the Nascent Soul, he is obviously very talented.
Lin Bao suddenly raised her head, her eyes red. When she heard the sound, she sounded like a frightened rabbit.
Under the young man's gaze, Lin Bao was obviously at a loss, and there was even more fear and panic on his face.
"I, I just came out for a walk!" Lin Bao quickly put away the stall, picked up the wooden sign, and left.
However, the young man did not attack. Instead, he sneered: "Lin Bao, I advise you to show up less often in Xuantianfang. In the past, senior brother Kufen did promise your brother that you can set up any stalls in Xuantianfang, but it's not you.
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"I know, I know!" Lin Bao turned around in a hurry.
Qin Xuan on the side could see that this seemed to be not the first time, but the young man obviously came with malicious intent, but he never showed any signs of it.
"I don't know what the so-called girl is!" the young man snorted coldly, "Fortunately, Senior Brother Kufen is compassionate. Don't worry, Senior Brother has sent a Taojun doctor from my Xuantian Sect to save your brother."
Hearing this sentence, Lin Bao was stunned for a moment. She suddenly turned her head, extremely surprised, "Really?"
"Of course, how can it be fake!?" The young man smiled lightly.
"Lin Bao thanked Immortal Master Kuyan!" Lin Bao never thought that he would receive such news.
Immediately, she ran towards the city without looking back.
Qin Xuan looked at Lin Bao's back, passing by the dry rock with his peripheral vision.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Kufen asked you to capture this girl to intimidate Lin An, so you let her go like this?" Someone behind the young man spoke, but there was no sound.
Ku Yan glanced at Qin Xuan lightly and said calmly: "A newborn rabbit can run wherever it goes. Instead of grabbing it and attracting others' attention, wouldn't it be better to let her obediently throw herself into the trap!"
"Of course, it doesn't hurt to attract attention. In this Taixuan Star, no one dares to interfere with the affairs of my Xuantian Sect!"
As soon as the sound fell, he turned around and walked in the direction Lin Bao left.
The last sentence was obviously a warning and threat to Qin Xuan, telling him not to meddle in his own business.
Qin Xuan looked at the scene in front of him and smiled softly.
"If my prediction is correct, the Lin An they are talking about should be a man of extraordinary talents, with a sewing box and a magic weapon for sewing?"
"Perhaps the cassock has been found!"
In the world of cultivation, almost eight out of ten human monks follow the path of cultivation. One part is body cultivation, and the last part is a side path. After all, the way of heaven is clear, and all roads lead to the immortal land.
Over the years, some people will eventually stand out, but most of them are in the minority.
These bypass monks are also called Qimen in the world of cultivation.
In his eyes, those monks from the Xuantian Sect had gradually faded away, and Qin Xuan's smile was as hateful as a...
Villain.
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