The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1893 Swords
"Okay, you should go back."

The middle-aged man found an empty seat, raised his sleeves, filled the floor with two hundred jars of wine, and said, "This is not the place for you to stay, hurry back."

Luo Qingxie nodded slightly to the middle-aged man to express her gratitude: "Thank you, fellow daoist."

As he said, after Luo Qingxie took two hundred jars of wine into his ears, he left the wine jar.

In the wine cellar, there was only one middle-aged man left. He carried the wine jar to the open space, and soon a bed appeared behind him. Go up and slouch over your wine.

"That kid, a little familiar..."

The middle-aged man didn't ask the boy's name, and Luo Qingxie did the same.

Maybe they all think that they won't interact too much, so they won't contact.

The boy returned to the street.

When everyone saw the young man coming back, they felt relieved. Seeing this, Lao Zhou probably didn't take the young man seriously, but just smelled it...

Prison spirits?
There is such a strong smell of prison spirits on the young man?
Everyone was surprised.

It's just that the young man's expression was not in the slightest drunken, and maybe he went to Lao Zhou's side, so he smelled a lot of prison spirits, so they were not too surprised.

After Lao Zhou left, the alchemist looked at his house and felt uneasy, so he asked the strong man's crafting master to help strengthen a few more layers, and then he felt at ease for the time being.

Fortunately, my own house was the closest, but it didn't collapse. This is a blessing in misfortune.

Seeing the young man coming back, the alchemist put down his alchemy task and came to the young man: "How is it? Then Lao Zhou didn't bully you, did he?"

The wind is silent, but at this time, nature is changing, such as rustling...

Luo Qingxie looked at the alchemist strangely, then shook her head, and said seriously: "Alchemist, fellow Taoist won't bully me, it's because you think too much."

As the boy's words fell, the others didn't notice, and the wind stopped.

The sound of cock crowing sounded.

Dusk has fallen.

"It's time to go back."

Everyone in the town returned to their homes, and there was no one else on the street.

The alchemist also brought Luo Qingxie back to the wooden house. He patted the pillars supporting the wooden house and nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, it's stronger than before. Old Xie did a good job."

In this way, there is no need to worry about the wooden house collapsing.

It can last for a few more years.

The corners of Luo Qingxie's lips twitched a few times, and she silently followed behind the alchemist without opening her mouth.

Dusk soon fell, replaced by the night sky.

Since no one would step in at night, the brawny Artifact Refiner appeared directly in the Alchemist's cabin, which really shocked the Alchemist, and looked at the person who came: "What are you doing here?"

The brawny craftsman looked around and answered, "Master Alchemist, I have something to talk to my little brother about, and it's about his sword."

In the room, the boy opened his eyes and woke up from his practice.

The craftsman was looking for her because of the Juyue Sword.

At this time, something in the ear drill brightened up a bit, and it was even more radiant than before, as if it was waiting for Luo Qingxie to discover it.

Luo Qingxie walked out, her gaze fell on the strong man's weapon refiner, and she said, "Your Excellency, the origin of that sword weapon has not been clearly explained before."

The brawny craftsman came over and nodded to the young man, "I'm here today for this purpose."

He had to tell the boy about this.

After all, the boy came to him because of the sword.

(End of this chapter)