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Chapter 191 The Wizard Is Here [19]

Ye Jin turned his head slightly and looked at Xie Zhao.

The young man lowered his eyes, and some snow fell on his long eyelashes, which made him look more like an elf in the snow. His eyes were as indifferent and beautiful as green ink, and the expression in his eyes was rarely turbulent.

He took out the polished back arrow from his sleeve, the surface was clean and delicate, and just looking at it made people feel the coldness rising sharply.

"Your hidden weapon?" Ye Jin was a little surprised.

Xie Zhao and Xie Jiran studied in a different direction, he was intelligent and meticulous, and he learned mechanism skills, while the hidden arrow was worn on the inside of the arm, exquisitely made, and it was Xie Zhao's most successful work.

"It was just finished some time ago, and I have been polishing it." Xie Zhao held the arrow in the back, "Our two arms are different in thickness. In order to make it more precise, I measured it many times."

Ye Jin laughed: "During this time, have you been doing this?"

"The military camp is no better than the capital, so it's better to have something for self-defense."

"I'll take you to see him when the carriage leaves."

Xie Jiran was talking to the emperor, and his mother, the Empress, pulled Xie Jiran with tears.

In the end, Xie Jiran smiled and waved to the two of them. The young man was full of vigor and radiance.

Before he got into the carriage, he scanned the crowd, but he didn't see the person he was looking for in the crowd.

Xie Jiran paused for a moment, looked away, and got into the carriage.

The carriage moved slowly and gradually turned into a small black dot, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Xie Jiran sat in the carriage and poured three cups of tea with his eyes downcast.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw the black-robed wizard girl and the snow-white boy wrapped in a cotton cloak appear in front of him.

"Master, Ah Zhao." Xie Jiran was not surprised, he smiled with an expected expression.

Xie Zhao shook the snow off his body, talked to Xie Jiran for a few words, handed the polished back arrow to Xie Jiran, and gave detailed instructions on how to use the back arrow.

The young man had clean eyebrows and a serious expression.

Xie Jiran took the stab in the back and couldn't help asking: "Azhao, are you really willing to give it to me? This is your best work."

"The hidden weapon is made to protect something, otherwise it is meaningless." Xie Zhao said: "I give it to you, I hope you can use it to protect yourself."

Xie Jiran wore the dark arrow on his arm, which unexpectedly fit.

It seems that Xie Zhao really put a lot of effort into this secret arrow.

He stroked the slightly cool surface of the back arrow, nodded: "I will."

Ye Jin propped his face, waved his hand lightly, and there were a few more round-bottom vials on the small table in the carriage.

The liquid in the bottle has different colors, exuding a strange and mysterious color.

Xie Jiran stretched out his hand and poked it.

Xie Zhao also tilted his head to look at the vials.

"This is the potion I made before, and now I give it to you for self-defense." Ye Jin said: "I left a trace of magic power on it, and you will know what these potions are for when you pick them up."

Xie Jiran picked up a bottle curiously when he heard the words, and the word 'Yulu drop' appeared inexplicably in his mind. After he thought about it carefully, he saw 'Yulu drop' followed by the word healing medicine.

When he lowered his head, he saw the pitch-black liquid in the bottle in his hand. This strange color did not look like a healing medicine at all.

Xie Jiran thought for two seconds, then laughed lowly.

Presumably these strangely colored potions also belong to the category of indescribable appearance.

(End of this chapter)