The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

Both Su Hanjin and Qiu Qianlin were seriously injured. Now Qiu Qianlin has few medicinal materials in his hands and needs to go to Fang City to buy it, which means he must go out. There are not many workshops in the realm of cultivation that are exclusively dedicated to magic repairs, but there is one in Qingmang Mountain, and the name is taken as Heifeng City. However, most of the transactions in Moxiu's workshop are the treasures that Moxiu looted from killing people. Herbs are rare. Moreover, the magic cultivator loves to kill, and there is no spiritual planter or monk engaged in the planting industry, so Qiu Qianlin can only go to the market of decent cultivators to buy herbs.

Of course, Fangshi is a place where you do business, and it doesn’t care what your identity is, but a wounded demon monk ran to those places, especially if he had bad luck. If he met those disciples of the cultivation sect, he would naturally expose his identity. Being hunted down, because Qiu Qianlin said that he was going to buy herbs, Su Hanjin was naturally worried. She was afraid that he would not go back, so she wanted to go with him. Even if you die, you must die in one place.

"Although I am a magic repairman, I am also a pharmacist." Seeing that Su Hanjin was uneasy, Qiu Qianlin took out a mask that was as thin as a cicada's wings and stuck it on his face, then restrained his hostility. I don't know what kind of exercises he performed, and there is a hint of medicinal fragrance on his body.

Qiu Qianlin's mask is very lifelike, and Su Hanjin's cultivation base in the concentration stage nowadays can't see the slightest flaw. It's just that his mask face is very handsome, he looks like a handsome young man, but his unsmiling eyes are cold, and it's very uncoordinated to put it in one place. Su Hanjin still felt worried and insisted on joining him.

She can enter the sword art jade slip every day to comprehend it. At this time, she already has a bit of sword repair temperament on her body, plus she is born from the heart. The human temperament has undergone an amazing change. And some time ago, Mei Niang was in the foundation stage, she looked like a 15 or 6-year-old Loli. Now she looks much more mature. If she deliberately pretends, she will surely deceive everyone.

Thinking of this, Su Hanjin went to the screen and changed into men's clothing. She wore a simple bun for herself, tied with only a hosta, and did not wear pink on her face. The men's clothing was the last time Qiu Qianlin put on her. Naturally, she didn't fit in her robes. First, she twisted the length of the robes and the sleeves short, then wrapped it around her body and tied it hastily with a belt. At the end, she took a photo with the water mirror, and felt that her heroic spirit was compelling. Just when she walked across the screen proudly and walked in front of Qiu Qianlin to wait for him to judge, she saw Qiu Qianlin's brows twitched slightly and his forehead twitched.

"Don't you think that the heroic posture is so cool?" She held an ordinary iron sword in her hand, crossed to her chest after making two gestures, "Isn't it like that kind of kendo?" It was probably because her eyes were too urgent to verify. Qiu Qianlin remained silent for a long time, and finally said solemnly: "Like a beggar." But what he couldn't deny was that she was not the same as before. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have never guessed that the woman in front of him would be the female demon Mei Niang.

"I have a set of clothes here, you can wear it." After Qiu Qianlin finished speaking, he rummaged in his Qiankun bag, and then took out a set of light blue dress. Although it is a skirt, it wraps the entire body tightly, but it is tailored to fit the body. The fabric is also woven by silk thread spit out by the spiritual silkworm cultivated in the comprehension world. It is resistant to fire and water, and ordinary swords cannot be broken. It belongs to one A low-level self-defense magic weapon.

After Su Hanjin changed her dress, she felt that her whole person was completely new. Only then did she really have the shadow of a sword fairy. It’s just that when she looked at herself in front of the water mirror, she didn’t forget to look at Qiu Qianlin secretly from the corner of her eye, he is a man, why is there a new set of women’s dresses in Qiankun’s bag, and they are clearly worn by female monks. It is always impossible that after he killed a certain female monk, he took off other people's clothes? These low-level treasures were sent to the former Mei Niang, and she didn't bother to take a second look.

Is it possible that Qiu Qianlin is not only in love with Mei Niang? Even if you want to come, this world is not monogamous, there are countless ministers under the skirt of Mo Xiu Mei Niang, and it is understandable that Qiu Qianlin has more confidantes. Su Hanjin sighed and stopped thinking about it anymore. She turned around and was about to move forward. As a result, her hair bun fluttered loosely, and a strand of long hair fell loosely. She reached out and pinned it behind her ears. Then when she raised her head, It happened to meet Qiu Qianlin's sight.

Mei Niang would naturally comb her hair. In fact, she combined her memory and knew those methods, but she found it complicated on the one hand, and on the other hand, dressed as a female sword repairer, she naturally didn't need that complicated hair style. It's just that now a simple bun will be loose, she will inevitably be a little embarrassed, reaching out to the top of her head and about to break the bun and comb it again, she saw that Qiu Qianlin walked in front of her, and then picked up the one in front of the dressing table. Handle wooden comb.

"Stand well, don't move!" He combed her long hair carefully, while she was stunned.

After a long time, she turned her head, and in the other side of the water mirror, their profile was just seen. He held her hair with a gentle and focused expression. It was just that kind of tenderness, not to her, nor to Mei Niang. An inexplicable emotion came to his heart, Su Hanjin was silently dazed until he stopped. With that hand, she came back to her senses.

"Let's go!" Qiu Qianlin put the wooden comb back to its original place. Su Hanjin looked at herself in the mirror. She looked twenty-three or four-years-old, with a delicate face of Furong, lichen eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and her facial features were extremely delicate. The expression is light, and the former flattery is gone. Su Hanjin was very satisfied with her current appearance, and replied happily, "Let's go then!"

Before leaving the cave, she took off the magic sound bell in her hand and asked for a low-level flying sword from Qiu Qianlin, and Qiu Qianlin showed the aura of a pharmacist all over her body. It can be regarded as warm and moist as jade.

The two rushed for a day and finally arrived at the trading fair city-Jinxiufang, on the banks of the clear water lake under the Rixi Mountain.

Jinxiufang is a city under the Cangyun School of Rixi Mountain. The items in it are not particularly precious, and most of the people who conduct transactions are low-level monks. To enter Fang City, you need to cross the clear water lake. The monks above the foundation stage have the ability to fly across the green lake, while the monks below the foundation stage can only cross the lake by boat due to lack of aura. After Su Hanjin and Qiu Qianlin got on a spirit boat, It was discovered that several people were already sitting on the boat at this time, among them there was a monk wearing a large black robe, who had restrained his hostility.

Although he has reduced his breath, but he is also a cultivator of the Demon Dao, and he has also dealt with, so Su Hanjin can naturally recognize his identity.

"Sorrow for the poisonous hand." Su Hanjin's name popped out of her mind. She frowned and turned to look at Qiu Qianlin. Seeing that his expression hadn't changed, she didn't say a word, and followed him to the position of the tail of the boat.

Wanshou is already in the base-building period, so why would he take a boat to cross the lake?

In Mei Niang's memory, Poisonous Hand Wanshou also had enmity with them. The root of the matter is nothing more than treasure hunting. Mei Niang and Qiu Qianlin found out that Wanshou struggled with a monster beast for a long time for a blade of grass. At that time, Wanshou could not escape with hatred, so Mei Niang and the others chose a bargain, but at that time the grass Mei Niang I didn't look good, because it was acquired by Qiu Qianlin. At that time, Mei Niang didn't know that Qiu Qianlin was a pharmacist, and she thought he had changed the spirit stone.

When Su Hanjin thought about it silently, she suddenly felt something different. When she looked up, she saw that Wanshou was staring at her. Seeing her looking up, she licked her lips bloodthirstyly. Only a moment later, he narrowed his gaze again, closed his eyes and meditated, as if the previous gloomy eyes were an illusion.

Su Hanjin wanted to discuss with Qiu Qianlin a little bit nervously, but found that he did not open his eyes either. Just when she was a little at a loss, Qiu Qianlin suddenly raised her hand, held her hand, and comfortingly Caressed.

Seeing him so calm, Su Hanjin stopped thinking about it anyway. Soldiers came to cover the water and the earth. If they were found, it would be a big deal. The manager of this market would naturally come out. The murder is no less than hers, and it will not be good for both parties.

Half an hour later, there was a loud bang on the spirit boat, and then a man in Tsing Yi stood up and said, "The Jinxiufang Lingzhou Cuiyun ship set sail. Every fellow daoist rests for a while. It is estimated that three hours to Difang City."

After he finished speaking, no one paid any attention, he didn't care, and went straight into the cabin, and at this time, only the ferry passengers were left on the deck of the spirit boat. This is the off-season for trading, and Su Hanjin glanced at it. There were no more than twenty people on the deck. Except for the worries of the magic repair in the foundation building period, most of the other monks were in the Qi refining period, and she and Qiu Qianlin were still considered top-notch cultivation here.

The road to cultivation is slim, and how many low-level cultivators stop in the Qi refining period for life. It was understandable that Mei Niang had no one in her eyes when she sat in the well and watched the sky. Thinking of this, Su Hanjin sighed quietly. As a result, Qiu Qianlin held her hand and exerted a little force. She smiled lightly, and then stretched out her other hand, covering the back of his hand.

So, is it counted as being dependent on each other? It's just that love is too early, it's about relying on each other.