I have a magic pot

After feeling the wetness on the quilt, Qin Fengqing's delicate body trembled, and her cheeks that were already flushed suddenly became bright red like blood, tender and glamorous.

Recalling what Han Feng said, there were still six courses of treatment, and her body trembled even more with embarrassment. In the end, she could only grit her silver teeth and warn herself.

"Qin Fengqing, you must hold back next time!"

……

But Han Feng, after leaving the attic, kept walking and quickly walked towards the exit of the manor.

When passing through the nine iron prisons that had calmed down, Han Feng didn't notice.

In one of the iron prisons, a pair of eyes shone with a faint blue luster.

Staring at his back until he left the manor...

After walking out of the manor, Han Feng discovered that the manor was built in a corner of a courtyard in the north of the city, and he had never paid attention to this place before.

At this moment, a carriage was already waiting in front of the door. It should be the carriage arranged by Qin Fengqing in advance to send Han Feng back home.

Sitting in the carriage, Han Feng originally planned to return home directly.

But looking at the silver medal in his hand, Han Feng changed his mind again.

During these days of cultivation, the spiritual stones on his body were consumed a lot, less than a hundred.

Now that the thousand spirit stones are in hand, Han Feng can practice at full speed again.

Moreover, Han Feng has always wanted to have a try, what kind of effect would it be if he practiced the Chiyu Hegemony Art in the Huzhong Realm.

Because the Chiyuba Body Art is a high-level spiritual skill, it will consume an astonishing amount of spiritual stones once it is practiced, so Han Feng naturally dare not try it with his wealth.

But if you have thousands of spirit stones on your body, you can give it a try.

Having made up his mind, Han Feng immediately ordered the groom to go to the Imperial Trading Company.

The carriage was driving leisurely on the county road, and Han Feng was playing with the silver medal in his hand, feeling very comfortable.

Unexpectedly, he was deceived to the county seat, and instead of sitting in death row, he earned a thousand spirit stones.

That's not even counting the ten spirit stones Qin Fengqing had prepared for him in advance, plus two return qi pills.

Han Fengzheng's heart was bubbling with beauty, but Xian'er's resentful voice came from his mind.

"Master, why don't you let her absorb the cold poison in her body at one time, but you have to absorb it in seven times, what a trouble.

Also, the cold poison is not so troublesome to absorb.

The master only needs to put his hand on her dantian, and the demon refining pot can refine the cold poison in her whole body. "

"Uh……"

When Han Feng heard this, the smile on his face stagnated, and his expression became extremely awkward.

"Cough cough..."

Han Feng pretended to be serious and said to Xian'er.

"Xian'er, you don't understand.

The easier it is for me to get rid of this cold poison, the lighter this kindness will be for Qin Fengqing.

Maybe, if this woman has a convulsion, I just finished detoxifying her, and she turns around and puts me in death row. Who shall we turn to for reasoning?

Only by dividing it into several courses of treatment can my safety be ensured.

Moreover, every time I go to detoxify her, can't I get some extra spirit stones and pills?If you don't take these things, you don't take them for nothing. "

"Uh……"

It was rare for Xian'er to be speechless, and she was probably defeated by her master's shamelessness.

After a pause, Xian'er was puzzled again.

"Master, why did you let her take off her clothes? Is this also the reason?"

"Hey... well, there's a part of it.

Of course, this is also a small punishment and a big warning for me. Who told her to deceive me and try to get me into death row. "

"Oh...so that's the case, the master is indeed wise!"

Xian'er praised her sincerely.

Han Feng felt guilty for a while. His actions certainly had the reasons explained just now.

However, there is something in it, which is caused by the evil destinies caused by erratic circumstances.

However, in order to maintain a glorious image as the master in front of Xian'er, Han Feng naturally couldn't speak frankly.

Chapter 153 Blood Knife

Before he knew it, the carriage had arrived at the Imperial Trading Company.

Han Feng originally wanted to change his luggage and enter the firm, but he changed his mind.

He was sitting in the carriage of the city lord's mansion, and he was holding the silver medal given by Qin Fengqing.

Being so secretive would arouse suspicion, so it would be better to walk in openly.

At the moment, Han Feng asked the coachman to wait outside, and walked into the Imperial Firm located in the east of the city.

As soon as he entered the business, a waitress greeted him.

Seeing that Han Feng is neatly dressed and has a good bearing, the woman smiled brightly.

"Welcome, may I ask what kind of items the distinguished guests need to buy?"

Han Feng didn't say much, and directly handed the silver medal in his hand to the woman.

"I want to exchange for a thousand low-level spirit stones."

As soon as she saw the medal in Han Feng's hand, the woman's eyes lit up, her expression became more respectful, and she bowed to accept the medal with both hands.

"Guest, please wait a moment, I will exchange spirit stones for you."

Not long after, a heavy skin bag appeared in Han Feng's hand, which contained a thousand spirit stones, weighing more than a hundred catties.

However, with Han Feng's current cultivation base, it would not take much effort to carry it on his shoulders.

The waitress exchanged the Lingshi for Han Feng, and asked Han Feng what else he needed.

Han Feng thought for a while, then waved his hand, and said very richly.

"Go to the third floor and have a look."

At this moment, Han Feng is carrying a huge sum of money, and he only feels the wind under his feet.

If it weren't for the spirit stone falling behind him, he would probably be floating up.

Is this the first time Han Feng has come up to the third floor of the Imperial Commercial Bank?

But seeing these pills, talismans, spiritual weapons... and other items, Han Feng was still a little dazzled.

The items on the third floor are also very expensive, and ordinary medicines also cost several spirit stones.

Han Feng didn't look too much, he went straight to the display cabinet near the center of the third floor, and saw a silver-white long sword gleaming with cold light.

This was exactly what Han Feng had taken a fancy to when he came to the firm last time, a water attribute level [-] spirit weapon.

The first time Han Feng saw this long sword, he thought it was very suitable for Chu Hanxin, but the long sword was worth two hundred spirit stones.

With Han Feng's financial resources at that time, he couldn't afford it at all, but today he finally has the ability.

Without any hesitation, Han Feng bought the long sword directly, and with the silver medal, he also enjoyed a [-]% discount.

Over the years, for the expenses of the branch, Chu Hanxin spared no effort to make talismans.

But the gold coins he earned were basically useless for him, and he was even reluctant to buy an ordinary jewelry.

Han Feng had seen her weapon before, but it was just an ordinary iron sword, which couldn't show her true strength at all.

With this second-level spiritual weapon, Chu Hanxin's combat power will definitely increase a bit!

As for Han Feng himself, he hasn't gathered his spiritual power yet, so he doesn't need a spiritual weapon. A black crystal dagger is enough for self-defense.

After buying the long sword, Han Feng was not in a hurry to leave. It was a rare visit to the Imperial Trading Company, so he wandered casually on the third floor.

For a big customer like Han Feng, the waitress naturally followed every step of the way and introduced various products attentively.

After wandering around, Han Feng didn't find anything interesting, so he was about to leave.

"what……?"

There was a soft cry, but it was from Xian'er.

"Master, go and have a look at the showcase on the third row from the left."

Han Feng was startled when he heard the words, he knew that Xian'er must have sensed something good again.

He immediately approached the direction Xian'er pointed without making a sound.

When he came to the showcase, Han Feng looked down, with a strange expression on his face.

Because in the showcase in front of him was a dark red saber, but it was only half of the blade, and the blade was broken from the tip to the waist.

"Xian'er, is there anything special about this broken knife?"

"Master, your mental power is too weak, I can hardly perceive the deeper breath of this knife.

You ask her to take out the saber, hold it in your hand, and I will sense it again. "

Seeing that Han Feng seemed to be interested in this broken knife, the waitress immediately introduced it.

"My lord, this is an incomplete third-level spiritual weapon, and it is the saber of a star powerhouse.

In a battle not long ago, this knife was damaged, and this strong man also fell in the battle.

Although the saber has been damaged, the material of the hilt is a genuine third-grade material, and this strong man has a lot of connections with my branch, so he made an exception and displayed it on the third floor. "

Han Feng naturally heard what the waitress meant.

This saber has been scrapped, and only the material of the handle is available, and it can be sold on the third floor. It is the imperial firm's respect for this strong man.

Looking down at the price, 150 spirit stones are almost equal to the second-level spirit soldiers just now, so it's not worth it.

But Han Feng still said.

"I want to get my hands on it and watch it."

Hearing this, the waitress immediately took out the blood knife from the showcase without any hesitation.

Although the female waitress was also a low-level warrior with considerable strength, she showed an expression of extreme exertion when holding the knife with both hands.

Seeing this, Han Feng stepped forward to take the handle of the knife, and his hand also sank.

This seemingly dexterous sword actually weighs nearly two hundred catties.

However, with the power of Han Feng, it can still be held with one hand.

After only making two casual gestures, Han Feng asked secretly.

"Xian'er, do you feel anything?"

Xian'er pondered for a moment, then responded.

"As expected, master, the original owner of this sword should be a person who is proficient in sword skills.

He must have encountered a powerful opponent in front of him. Under the desperate situation, he burst out all the blood and mental power of his body through this sword.

Although the blade was broken, it still contained a trace of his true meaning of the sword technique, as well as a strong evil spirit. "

Han Feng was a little at a loss when he heard this.

"Xian'er, what's the use of these things?"

Xian'er explained.

"Master will improve his strength in the future, so he must choose a weapon for training.

If the master chooses a sword-type spiritual weapon, this sword contains the true meaning of the sword technique, which will naturally be of great benefit to the master.

Even if you don't choose this type of weapon, whether it's the true meaning contained in it or the evil spirit, it can sharpen the master's martial arts. "

When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

He hadn't thought about what type of weapon he would choose to practice in the future, but he wasn't very interested in knives.