Chapter 2300: lend him
Yu Qingqian raised her head to look at the white-bearded old man and the white cat on his shoulder, with a ray of light in the bottom of his eyes.
The white-bearded old man first responded to the dark man's question, and said with a light smile: "This old man passed by here and saw that this little friend has some fate with this old man, so he came along."
His eyes fell on Yu Qingqian with a smile, but it was obvious that the little friend in his mouth was Yu Qingqian.
"I've seen senior!" Yu Qingqian respectfully greeted the other party with a junior salute.
Yu Qingqian sensed that someone was hiding nearby, and that was the power of divination.
Then heard the fat cat say that he sensed the existence of another artifact in the room, thinking that since the other party has been hiding his figure, it should not be someone with Xiao Moning, so he opened his mouth to test.
Of course, her purpose was only to save Lou Zhan, and she was right!
The old man is much stronger than the dark man.
The dark-skinned man squinted his eyes slightly, "If fellow Daoists are just passing by, surely they won't interfere with me punishing these little thieves who destroyed my things?"
He is a temptation and a hope.
If this stinky old man makes a move, he is really not sure that he can win the opponent.
The white-bearded old man did not answer the dark man's words, but looked at Yu Qingqian quite meaningfully and said, "It depends on the meaning of the little friend."
From the results of the divination and from seeing Yu Qingqian's performance today, he knew that this girl was very smart and sharp, and could definitely guess what he meant.
Sure enough, Yu Qingqian asked, "What do you want, senior?"
The long-bearded old man didn't go around in circles, and said bluntly: "Ten fist-sized silver veins of the secret spirit."
He paused and pointed to Feng Chen and said, "I'm borrowing it from him."
Yu Qingqian frowned, "The silver ore vein of the secret spirit is no problem, as long as I get it, I can give it to the senior."
"But what does the senior want to borrow my husband?" Yu Qingqian wondered what the other party wanted to do with Feng Chen.
The white-bearded old man looked at Feng Chen and smiled, "Can you guess it?"
Feng Chen thought for a while, "Senior doesn't ask me to help you forge the divine weapon, right?"
"Smart, the mind of your two little friends amazes the old man." The white-bearded old man not only praised the two, but also showed admiration in his eyes.
Fengchen smiled: "Senior is wrong. If this is the condition, then we agree."
He has never forged an artifact. If he can participate in it, he will not only solve this crisis, but also improve his forging skills, and naturally he will not refuse.
The white-bearded old man laughed: "Haha, the two little friends are really refreshing."
"In this case, then the old man agrees to a request from you, do you want him to live or die?" The old man restrained the smile on his face and pointed to the dark man, instantly showing the aura of a strong man.
Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen looked at each other and said in unison, "Death!"
The dark-skinned man turned green with anger when he saw that he was about to decide his own life and death while the three were talking.
"Are you going too far, fellow Daoist?" He asked the white-bearded old man, ready to flee without a fight.
The white-bearded old man spread his hands helplessly, "No way, who asked me to have a deal with these two little friends."
As soon as he finished speaking, the flaming sword that had been condensed in the dark man's hand was immediately cut off, but his figure quickly retreated, and he wanted to leave the entrance of the past.
As soon as the white-bearded old man unleashed his power, the dark-skinned man knew that the opponent's strength was not only stronger than him, but also surpassed by too much, and he was not his opponent at all.