Immortal Realm’s Smuggling Kingpin

Luo Qian wanted to take the gluttonous food into the Nine Dragon Claw Arm, but Xiao Baoer obviously liked the mount, and Luo Qian was liberated. However, Xiao Baoer still retains a very bad habit: If you don't squat on Luo Qian's head, you can't urinate. Therefore, when he rushed towards Luoqian Expressway in a small gluttonous ride, Luo Qian knew: My baby drank too much water again.

Yi Fen also looked at Xiao Baoer with admiration: "Unexpectedly, your son was young enough to see through the beast egg. This egg really hatched." Luo Qian put aside this matter and took out a piece of about ten kilograms. Fengmutie: "Look at this." Yifen's eyes were immediately different: "Unexpectedly, he bought such a large piece of original gold to chase me!" Luo Qian was immediately speechless and couldn't help seeing Yifen. Reaching out to grab the original gold, he ducked and said: "You know, this is not the iron crocodile bought for you, this is mine."

"You?" Yifen's eyes were a little confused: "If you are, I can think about it..." "Quickly wake up. You think about it, I don't think about it. This is not for you, don't dream, you help Let me see if this thing is real." Yifen's enthusiasm suddenly cooled, and he curled his lips and said: "Stingy."

Luo Qian ignored her and waited quietly for the result. After a short time, Yifen had the result: "Yes, it is 100% raw gold, and the fineness is not bad, but if you want to use it, it is best to refine it." After all, it is a saint, and such Fengmu iron can already be directly in the fairy world. Used it, but it still needs to be refined in the Holy Realm.

"If you refine it, how much is left?" Luo Qian asked. "If you let me refine it. There will still be one-half left." Luo Qian was taken aback when he heard her. He thought it was just a little impurity at most. After re-refining, he would lose a few taels at most, unexpectedly. So much loss.

Yifen explained: “I can refine it into condensed raw gold, which is much higher in purity, and removes the raw gold that is not in its complete form. It is used to refine treasures and has a good performance and Extensibility..." Luo Qian interrupted her. He couldn't understand these professional things. "Just tell me, after you refining, how much can this piece of raw gold sell for?" Yifen pondered: "You can sell at least 1,200 high-grade holy stones." Luo Qian was taken aback: " So much!" He originally thought it would be good to buy a few hundred yuan of high-grade saint.

Yi Fen said proudly: "Do you think you have a hundred and twenty high-grade holy stone scholars every year? Don't underestimate my level. Condensed original gold can't be condensed by anyone." Luo Qian said faintly: " You mean, I'd better give you extra processing money?" Yifen smiled happily: "That's not necessary, as long as you give me a little condensate gold." "Okay. Let's make a deal. Every kilogram is condensed. I'll give you one gram of the original gold." Luo Qian is a businessman's habit. First, keep the price as low as possible. For business, just negotiate slowly. Unexpectedly, the Yifen people said with satisfaction: "Deal!"

Yifen condensed the ten kilograms of original gold into condensed original gold, and removed five grams by himself. Luo Qian divided this piece of solidified gold into three parts, thinking that she was ready to buy one part. But he didn't expect Luo Qian to have other plans. "You condensed all of these, and you don't need to worry about the rest." A few hundred catties of original gold was placed in front of Yifen. Even if she had entered Master Bussmore's shop, she was also affected by this huge amount. Yuan Jin was shocked. Luo Qian explained the matter. He didn't dare to see the iron crocodile, and quickly slipped back to the fairy world. He was worried that the iron crocodile would confide his pains to him again, and he was worried that Master Basmo realized that he had come to the Holy Realm, but did not bring what the Master wanted.

Returning to the fairy world, Luo Qian prepared something, and then solemnly said to Xiao Bao'er: "Son, there are some things that dad must do, but dad can't take you." Little Bao'er's head shook like a rattle. For some reason, his face flushed red, and soon turned to blue again. The little guy is warning Luo Qian: Did you forget that the last time you left me alone, what did I look like?

Luo Qian touched his head: "Boer, the place where Dad is going this time is dangerous. Dad is not sure to protect you." Little Baoer babbled: "Baby, protect, Dad!" He patted his little hand, Look confidently. Luo Qian helpless: You can't even speak. Still want to protect me?

Luo Qian put Xiao Bao'er on the bed: "Be good, don't run around, dad will be back soon." But Xiao Bao'er obviously didn't want to let him go like this, and grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go. Taking advantage of the situation, he climbed onto his neck again and hung on Luo Qian like a little koala.

Luo Qian thought for a while. He is also a Tier 9 immortal now. Although the ancient battlefield is fierce, but with his ability today, it shouldn’t be a big problem. This little guy said nothing and let him go. Follow along. There is too much on the little guy

Maybe it can help.

Luo Qian held the little guy's **** with both hands, and raised him above his head: "Well, let's go into battle with father and son soldiers."

According to the previous method, awakening the long-sleeping summoning spell in the soul brand, a diamond-shaped light flashed where Luo Qian stood, and he and Xiao Bao'er disappeared together. Luo Qian ignored that this spell could only take him to the ancient battlefield alone, but Xiao Baoer disappeared with him.

The ancient battlefield has been silent for thousands of years, and Luo Qian has not come for a few years. In the "history" of the ancient battle, it can only be regarded as a flash. Everything is still the same, maddeningly quiet. Standing on the edge of the ancient battlefield, Luo Qian recalled the horror of the ancient battlefield he had seen when he first came here. He couldn't help but feel vague. Even if he became a Tier 9 immortal, he might not be sure to get in and out safely. The most important thing is that the ancient battlefield is at a loss, where to find what Master Basmo wants.

Little Boer looked around curiously. Every time he went to a new place, he had this expression: his round eyes widened, he looked like a curious baby.

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Luo Qian knew that standing outside here, he would never find what Master Basmo wanted. He walked around the edge of the area, picked a place that seemed to be safe, and was about to walk in. Suddenly, he said "Ouch". It turned out that Little Bo'er was on his head and slammed. His ears.

Luo Qian took his son down with both hands: "My dear, it is very, very dangerous nowadays. Don't mess around." After speaking, he stared, "You understand?" Little Baoer nodded obediently with a face. innocent. Luo Qian sighed and paid off his children's debts. He put his son on his head again, and was about to walk in. Suddenly, "Ouch" Little Boer was rudely on his already "injured" ear, and he tugged again, and looked very nervous. , For fear that Luo Qian "feeling dull", both hands pulled together!

"Little treasure!" Luo Qian was angry, holding his son in front of him with both hands: "I'll tell you again: Don't mess around, or I will drive you back!" Little Baoer stretched out her little hand and pointed to the side.

"Where do you want me to go?" Luo Qian wondered. Little Boer nodded. Luo Qian looked over and found that the area was cratered, and it was a dangerous area no matter what. Luo Qian shook his head: "Son, you want to kill Dad..." Before he finished speaking, Xiao Baoer suddenly struggled. Luo Qian didn't expect that his son would suddenly come with such great strength. Er has already jumped down, and jumped to that place in one step. Luo Qian's heart suddenly mentioned his throat, rushing over to help his son with his body to block the upcoming stormy attack.

However, the ancient battlefield was extremely quiet, only a ash column in the distance rose into the sky.

Little Bo'er had already stepped into the ancient battlefield, but was safe and sound, and did not cause any terrible spells.

Luo Qian frowned, "Can you find a safe place to stay?" Little Baoer nodded. But even in the air, it was full of inexplicable dangers, and Luo Qian was still a little worried. As soon as Xiao Baoer entered the ancient battlefield, her body suddenly became erratic. He crawled around on the battlefield, just like an ordinary kid crawling around on the kang. Luo Qian was frightened to see ~www.novelmtl.com~ but Little Boer had nothing to do.

The little guy climbed farther and farther, Luo Qian slowly became relieved, and a little proud: "Our son is not ordinary, and the ancient battlefields can't help him."

Little Bo'er has climbed to the bottom of a castle that has collapsed. That castle must have been a great magic weapon back then, but it has been ruined today. It seems that Little Bo'er can push it down with a hand. Little Boer bypassed the castle and got in. Luo Qian couldn't see it anymore, and suddenly raised his throat suddenly. He comforted himself in his heart: It's okay, my baby, who is capable, there will be nothing, it must be nothing...

Time flies especially slowly when people are in a tense mood. Luo Qian saw that the castle was clearly not very big, even if Xiao Baoer climbed a circle inside, he should have come out. But waited and waited, just didn't see his good son coming out, Luo Qian couldn't help but rushed in several times, and told himself rationally several times: If he rushed in like this, he would only harm his son. Once a powerful attack is triggered, it will affect Little Bo'er.

Finally, under the walls of the castle, a chubby shadow turned out, holding a black earthen jar in his hand. Luo Qian didn’t know if the earthen jar contained the things that Master Basmo needed, but this time , He doesn't think about anything anymore, as long as his son can come out safely, thank God. He hurriedly waved: "Son, come back soon, we won't look for it, we won't look for anything."