Zhi Qian walked out of the darkness unhurriedly and sat opposite the owner of the village. She poured herself a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp. She was tired from eating too many snacks just now.

Zhiqian was not polite at all. Niu drank three glasses of wine, which made the village owner frown, "You are from the Killer Pavilion? What are you doing by following me all the way?"

"Come and discuss some business with the owner." Zhiqian took out a stack of paper from her sleeve and slapped it on the table.

"I've heard about Tianji Villa for a long time, and I want to see if I can do it." I've known it for a day, which is quite a long time.

The owner of the village looked at Zhi Qian with sharp eyes. If it were anyone else, he might be frightened by her, but who is Zhi Qian? What big scene haven’t you seen?

Zhiqian didn't feel any pressure at all. Her expression remained unchanged and she even poured another cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

The owner of the village narrowed his eyes slightly and reached out to take the stack of papers. He wanted to take a look at it, but he was gradually attracted by the contents.

This thing is called a gun, but it is not that kind of spear. It has a unique and exquisite shape and an intricate structure that is simply unheard of.

"How about it? Can it be made?" She designed this after looking at the book. She wanted to try it out, but she didn't know if it could be made with the craftsmanship here.

The village owner considered it and said: "It's difficult."

"Oh, forget it." Zhiqian said nothing and prepared to take her things and leave.

The owner suppressed the drawing and took a step back, blowing his beard and glaring: "You young man, why are you so impatient! I just said it's difficult, but I didn't say it can't be done! You can give it a try! You can give it a try!"

Tianji Villa is gradually going downhill. It has not produced a powerful weapon in the martial arts world for many years. If this weapon is produced, Tianji Villa will definitely return to its peak again!

Thinking of this, she felt a little excited in her heart, but it didn't show on the surface: "My friend, this thing is too delicate, and it will consume a lot of manpower, material resources and time. Since it is a business, what are you trading for?"

Zhi Qian's lips curled up slightly: "I can help you detoxify."

The owner of the village looked gloomy for a moment. She had been poisoned by chronic poison, and now the poison had eroded her lungs. Many famous doctors said she would not survive for three years.

She originally thought it was just a disease of her body. After Li'er came back and he reminded her, she realized that she was poisoned.

Only then did she discover the Xue family's ambition. She sent someone to investigate and found out many outrageous things.

The Xue family already had a strong say in Tianji Villa, so she couldn't do anything to them for the time being.

Lou also made it clear to her that there was no cure for this poison, and even if it could be cured, it was already too late.

Therefore, Master Zhuang was skeptical about Zhi Qian's words: "Can this poison really be cured?"

There's nothing that one top-quality detoxifying pill can't solve. If it doesn't work, then two, not to mention it's just a mortal poison.

Zhi Qian immediately took out one. The elixir was completely white in color, with silver elixir patterns on the elixir body. It exuded a fresh air, which was refreshing. At first glance, it was not something that this world should have.

Liuliu:! ! !

Who can tell it where this host thing came from.

Zhiqian: "Eat it and the medicine will cure your illness."

The owner of the village took the elixir but did not take it on the spot. She asked, "Don't you know who you are?"

"Murong Zhiqian."

The owner of the village was surprised and looked at Zhi Qian again: "Murong royal family, King of Great Xia'an?"

"OK."

The owner of the village rubbed the paper in his hand and pondered for a moment, "Okay! Happy cooperation!"

……

[Dear host... This firearm should not appear in this era. What are you going to do? ] Liuliu lowered his hands and said cautiously.

[The books have been sold to me, let me put them into practice, why do you care about me? 】Zhi Qian has a cold face.

【But...this could easily bring down the world! 】Who knew that the host actually read the book when he bought it? Who knew that the host would come up with something after seeing it!

Don’t contemporary young people buy paper books just to eat dust? It’s such a professional book.

[Why are you panicking? I’m just doing it for fun, nothing else! Don't worry, I know what's going on. 】Besides, with the current level of craftsmanship, nothing great can be achieved.

Liuliu said he was not comforted.

[Then, dear host, can you tell me where the elixir just now and the black knife from last time came from? 】

I wanted to ask last time, but at that time Zhiqian was in the Great Shark Special Shark, and he was afraid that even if he spoke out, he would be sharked. How wronged he would be!

[What’s wrong with the storage space we cultivators have? 】 Zhiqian disagreed.

[But it is the soul that is transported to the small world! You are still lying on the sofa in the system space, with storage bags and the like hanging on your body. How did you do it? 】

Liuliu still didn't understand. It had been checked when it sent the soul, and it was very sure that it didn't contain any private goods, but the host was always surprised.

[Who said you can’t hide anything in your soul? I won't be polite if you say it again! 】

Zhiqian feels that this system is really annoying sometimes and not very smart.

Can I hide something and let you know? It's impossible even if you think about it.

Liuliu humbly closed his microphone and decided to check carefully the next time he teleports the host!

Zhiqian walked toward the banquet hall with her hands behind her back. When she was about to arrive, she saw a person wearing a light green robe standing at the corner. After seeing the person clearly, Zhiqian turned around and walked forward.

When Wen Yuli saw the person turning around, he felt panicked in his heart. He always felt that if he didn't do something, he would regret it. Before he could make a decision in his mind, his body had already stepped forward and hugged Zhi Qian's waist.

Zhi Qian said fiercely: "What are you doing?" Playing a hooligan in broad daylight?

After reacting, Wen Yuli secretly cursed his body for being useless. However, he tightened his grip and said with aggrieved voice: "My wife...I miss you so much...don't you want me anymore? I can explain." Yes, don’t ignore me.”

Zhiqian: "I won't listen. I won't listen."

Don't listen or listen, the bastard chanting sutras can just get rid of a trouble, okay!

Zhi Qian broke free from Wen Yuli's restraint.

"Master Wife!" Wen Yuli stopped in front of Zhi Qian with a hurt expression. Sourness surged in his heart, and his eyes instantly turned red, like a little rabbit.

Zhi Qian paused:? ? ?

Didn't he leave on his own? Why do you have such an expression, making it look like she has bullied him?

Wen Yuli took the opportunity to hug Zhi Qian from the front, and his whole body seemed to be embedded in her body, fitting tightly.

He buried himself in Zhi Qian's neck, blinking his eyes, and a tear fell on her body, warm and scorching.

He said in a muffled voice: "My wife...don't let me go. I shouldn't leave without saying goodbye. I will be very good in the future."

He spoke next to Zhiqian's ear, and the sound vibrated her eardrums, making Zhiqian feel itchy and uncomfortable. She frowned: "Let me go first."

Wen Yuli pursed his lips lightly, his eyes dimmed, he relaxed his strength slightly, and then pressed Zhi Qian to the wall behind him.

He raised his head and carefully observed the expression on Zhiqian's face, called his wife softly, and then moved towards his lips...

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