Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

Regardless of the resentment of the younger brother and younger sister, Jing Li and the other two who waved their sleeves and left in the end simply became the hands-off shopkeepers. After leaving Guanshan Mansion, they headed east all the way to Guiyimen.

Cangqi brought Qingluan with him when he went out this time. He hadn't traveled far for a long time, and as soon as Qingluan, who had been exhausted for a long time, came out of the imperial animal bag, he walked happily all the way, occasionally coming to a few high-ranking guests. Difficult action.

Jing Li once again experienced a 360-degree rotating roller coaster Qingluan version. With a face, he grabbed a bunch of long feathers on the bird's back. It has been so long, and this bird still has this virtue...

Qingluan sang loudly, and was very satisfied with what she did just now, but it was a pity that she couldn't shake off the white hair on her back, um, let's do it again later.

Cang Qi shook his head helplessly, reached out and patted Qing Luan on the back of the neck, signaling the latter to stop messing around.

Every time he sees his junior, Qingluan always makes a fuss and doesn't want to stop.

Jing Li, who was already accustomed to this, let go of the pinch of cyan feathers he was holding in his hand after a certain bird under him settled down, and took out the Magic Purple Flowing Golden Sword from the storage ring.

Just now Qingluan couldn't stop all kinds of drag racing, he was afraid that he would fall directly with a shaking hand, and it would be hard for the bird to stop, so he took it out.

They left in a hurry. In the city, incidents happened one after another. Since the pair of swords were broken, they didn't have time to look carefully.

The fracture of the sword body was not neat, although it looked like Shi Wei broke it with bare hands at the time, but now it seems that there are traces of corrosion on the fracture, and it was not done with all strength.

No matter in the game or after time travel, these weapons are the ones that accompany me the longest.

Jing Li stared at the broken sword in his hand for a moment, summoned the mechanism Jade Lion, activated the mechanism bag on it, and put the broken Magic Purple Flow Golden Sword into it with the mentality of a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

After ten breaths, the Broken Sword was still lying inside without any change.

Hey, it really doesn't work.

Jing Li sighed lightly, and took out the broken sword. Although there was some disappointment, it was expected. After all, the pair of swords had been folded into two pieces. If they were really put in, they would be reattached. Then he estimated that in the future, he would be able to embark on a prosperous road to wealth just by repairing equipment for others.

A hand suddenly stretched out from the side, pulling the broken sword away from Jing Li's hand.

Jing Li's pair of swords are extremely hostile, when they first saw each other, they felt that they contradicted their master's aura, although Jing Li used them quite smoothly, they were too hostile after all.

Jing Li is a single water spiritual root. Since he wanted to recast it, Cang Qi wanted to find two water-attribute natural materials and earth treasures to smelt. Inclusive of all things, with water as a neutral, it can also eliminate some of the original bloody hostility on the sword.

There are quite a few rare treasures on Cang Qi's body, and because of Jing Li, there are also many water attribute treasures, but Cang Qi inspected it, and he always felt that it was a little worse than what he thought in his heart. two.

Thinking of how inconvenient it would be for Jing Li to have no weapons at hand, Cang Qi couldn't help but frowned.

Before leaving the city, he sent a message to Xia Lan, asking the latter to help him find out about Milonglin and Huiyuanlu. There are many connections in the Zhenqi Pavilion, and there may be news about those two things, but he has not received a response yet.

Thinking that Xia Lan is not the person in charge of Zhenqi Pavilion after all, and the resources in his hands are limited, Cang Qi unconsciously tapped the broken sword in his hand with his fingertips, thinking, maybe, he should go directly to Zhenqi Pavilion.

Jing Li rested his chin on his knee with one hand, turned his face and stared at Cang Qi.

In fact, in the storage rings of the two of them, there are also quite a few rare casting materials, and some of them are of water attribute. He originally wanted to use them directly, but was stopped by Cang Qi, saying that it was inappropriate.

His senior brother's vision is still as high as ever, he doesn't even look down on Tianshui Jingshi...

Although it seems a bit too much to say this, but I have to say that there is a person who wants to give himself the best, and this feeling of being put on the tip of his heart is still very rewarding.

Jing Li stared at the people around him without blinking. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that his senior brother was really outstanding, so he couldn't help but smirk.

No matter how good she is, this is also her own...huh?

Qingluan, who was flying with her head buried, was suddenly pulled by a handful of feathers. Extremely dissatisfied, she made another 360-degree turn in mid-air, twisted her neck, and glared angrily at the white hair sitting on her back—its owner never I can't bear to pull its fur!

Cang Qi: "?"

This scene feels familiar...

The long-lost two big golden characters reappeared in front of Jing Li.

This is the point that I have memorized for so long, and my character has finally exploded.

The expression on Jing Li's face was a bit weird, Qing Luan was flying too fast, the word "discovery" was shining in front of his eyes just now, showing a sense of presence, and it became a fan shape in the blink of an eye, but it shouldn't be too different Far.

Subconsciously stretched out half of his body and looked down, what caught his eyes was the boundless expanse.

The last treasure hunt found the inheritance left by the great local tyrant, Zhenjun Qingmu, but this time, he didn't know what it would be.

……

Qingluan scratched the ground under her feet dissatisfied, and a gust of wind was blown up by her long tail, causing the trees on both sides to fall to this side.

The vegetation in this place grows so high that it fits its feathers.

The white hair didn't know what it was looking for with its owner. It's been a long time, why hasn't it left yet!

While feeling sorry for the feathers that were pulled by Baimao just now, Qingluan, who felt aggrieved by the surrounding environment, was thinking whether he should go to the sky first, and then his master and Baimao, who caught a glimpse of him with sharp eyes, walked away.

The further you go in, the more luxuriant the surrounding bushes, so that Qingluan, whose tail feathers were hung, became more and more annoyed. He simply raised his wings and slapped away the annoying barbed bushes over there. .

Seeing that those annoying barbs were gone, he became happy, raised his neck, flapped his wings and chased after him to find someone.

Unexpectedly, his foot was heavy and he kicked something.

Before Qingluanyou could react, he saw a black shadow flying out.

When he took a closer look, he realized that it was a person, his face was as white as gold paper, lying there motionless, and a black paw print on his chest was very conspicuous.

Qingluan: "..."

Isn't it dead?

Qingluan rolled her eyes, thinking whether to kick the man further away, or to bury him with some branches, when Cangqi and the two who found it missing in front turned back to look for it.

"Huh?" Jing Li, who saw the corner of the clothes from a distance, walked in and found that there was someone lying next to Qingluan, and couldn't help but wonder, "Who is this? Why are you here?"

Qingluan shrank her paws back with a little guilty conscience, but the black paw print on the man's light-colored clothing was too obvious, it was difficult for Jing Li and the two to pay attention.

Jing Li doesn't doubt that it was Qingluan who made people like this, although Qingluan is usually a little messy, but also knows how to measure, and will not intentionally hurt others.

The man on the ground didn't look very old, around 25 or [-], he was seriously injured, the blood bar on the top of his head was mostly emptied, and only a small layer of blood skin was left.

Jing Li glanced at Cang Qi, Cang Qi just withdrew his finger from the man's shoulder, seemed to notice Jing Li's gaze, and just happened to look over. "Half of the meridians in the body are broken by the palm force, and the body is poisoned by fire."

That was bad luck.

Jing Li's eyes swept over the man on the ground, but he didn't see the storage bag on the other's waist. He wondered if it was another murder to seize the treasure together, but since they found out, the man's luck is not too bad pole.

First fed two red pills to draw the blood line back, and then fed a Mu Huo Dan to disperse it, the face of the man on the ground improved a lot, although it was still pale, but it was no longer pale as before.

"I didn't see anyone else in this wilderness, could it be that he was alone?"

There is nothing iconic about this person, and Jing Li and the two don't know the origin of the other party, but Cang Qi has checked first, so they are not afraid of the other party's origin.

The indications on the feng shui compass have been circling around here, but there is still no way to get in. Jing Li wonders, is there any place that he hasn't been around.

Qingluan, who thought she had trampled someone seriously injured with one paw, just stayed where she was this time, staring at her master and Bai Maozhuan with her round eyes, wondering if they were walking back and forth all the time. very.

In order to determine the exact location of the treasure, Jing Li followed the instructions on the feng shui compass and circled several large circles around here. When you are about to hit something, grab the person in time.

Jing Li moved round and round; Cang Qi accompanied him round and round; Qingluan was never just a bird that could sit still, before his eyes were wrapped into mosquito coils by his master and white hair, he finally endured Can't help but want to go to the side to have a good time, and from the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the grass moving at my feet.

"—"

Hearing Qingluan's voice, Jing Li and Cang Qi looked over at the same time, and saw Qingluan stretching out his left wing and waving towards the ground.

Then, Jing Li and the two saw at the same time that under the wind of Qingluan's wings, a certain injured person was blown away again.

Jing Li: "..."

Cang Qi: "..."

Unexpectedly, that person was so useless. Qingluan was stunned, then retracted her wings as if nothing had happened, rubbed the tip of her claws on the grass, pretending that nothing happened...

When Hu Yizhou, who was injured for the third time because of a certain bird, woke up, he only felt pain in his head, chest, waist, abdomen, back, and limbs.

The blurred focus gradually became clear, and a bird face that was so large and distorted was staring at him.

"Ouch!—"

Hu Yizhou retreated in fright, because the speed was too fast, and before Jing Li could remind him, he slammed into the tree trunk behind him, and there was another wailing sound.

Qingluan stared at Hu Yizhou coldly, thinking that with this person's IQ, he might be able to torment himself to death. Turning his eyes, he saw that his master and Baimao were all focused on that person, and silently He stepped back, retreated two feet away, and ran away happily.

Cang Qi turned around, looked at the huge back, and shook his head helplessly.