Jing Yingrong told Qin Xinyao that she did not have a low-level magic weapon.
Qin Xinyao puffed up her cheeks and said, "I do have low-level magic weapons here, but..."
She took out a medium-grade mortal weapon and handed it to Jing Yingrong, "You try refining it."
As soon as Jing Yingrong poured his spiritual power into it, this middle-grade mortal weapon shattered into powder.
Qin Xinyao looked helpless and said: "Look, a magic weapon that is too low-level cannot withstand your spiritual power. I think it must be at least a spiritual weapon or above to be qualified, but I don't have a second spiritual weapon."
She held her chin, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's do this. After this happens, I'll take you to buy one."
Jing Yingrong nodded: "Okay."
Qin Xinyao looked at Jing Yingrong again and said in a descriptive tone: "Your clothes and shoes must be high-level magic weapons."
Jing Yingrong shook his head.
She raised her left hand, and her sleeve suddenly disappeared, revealing her white wrist.
"Illusionary object."
Jing Yingrong seemed to be saying something normal, but Qin Xinyao was so shocked that she tilted her body.
"Transformation?! Are they all fake? Are you... actually wearing nothing?"
Jing Yingrong: "Yeah."
Qin Xinyao touched Jing Yingrong's robe in disbelief, "But you can obviously touch it!"
Mirror Yingrong: "Fake can also be true."
Qin Xinyao covered her face with her hands and was speechless.
Jing Yingrong: "What's wrong with you?"
Qin Xinyao waved her hands. After a while, she raised her head and looked directly at the mirror: "In addition to magic weapons, I have to buy all the clothes and accessories. I must buy them!"
Jing Yingrong still made no objection and nodded obediently: "Okay."
Qin Xinyao held her forehead again: "I'm suddenly very worried that you will be abducted..."
"Will not."
"..."
After resting and collecting useful materials from the body of the water-calling beast, the three of them set out again to rush to the next location.
No token was found at the second location.
Qin Xinyao was not discouraged. She looked around and said, "Let's sleep here for one night. It's a long way from here to the third location. It's best to build up your strength."
Qin Hongzhi agreed. He found a sheltered place formed by rocks and spread some things outside.
Seeing that Qin Yingrong was watching Qin Hongzhi's movements, Qin Xinyao explained to him: "That's beast-repelling sand. When sprinkled on the ground, it will emit a smell similar to the excrement of some powerful monster. Although it doesn't smell very good, it's quite pleasant." It is effective. If it is high-quality beast-repelling sand, it can greatly reduce the probability of monster attacks at night. Low-level monks will usually prepare this kind of thing when they are out training."
Jing Yingrong listened quietly, and after Qin Xinyao finished speaking, she asked, "Why not use formations?"
Qin Xinyao spread her hands: "Neither of us know how to do it. Formation, weapon refining, alchemy, and beast control are all skills that require a lot of time and spirit stones. I don't have the capital. Buying the formation flag is too expensive, ugh."
"oh."
Qin Hongzhi arranged the venue, invited Qin Xinyao and Jing Yingrong to come in, and then consciously walked to the outside and sat down, leaving the most comfortable place inside to the two women.
Qin Xinyao looked at Qin Hongzhi with a little more appreciation.
Qin Xinyao took out the food and called Jing Yingrong and Qin Hongzhi to eat.
The three of them were chatting while eating - mainly Qin Xinyao and Qin Hongzhi. Qin Hongzhi glanced at his glasses from time to time and hesitated to speak.
Qin Xinyao couldn't stand it anymore and said, "You can say whatever you want. I'm annoyed by this look."
Qin Hongzhi smiled slightly apologetically and said: "I want to ask Qin Rong what kind of cultivation you are. Every time you make a move, I can't feel your spiritual power. However, I am afraid that it will be presumptuous to ask, so I am entangled in my heart. .”
Qin Xinyao answered on her behalf: "Sister Rong, the technique she cultivates is quite special, so you can't feel it. What's the cultivation method?" Qin Xinyao rolled her eyes and spoke quickly and vaguely: "She's better than me anyway. Right?" , Sister Rong?"
Jing Yingrong: "Yes."
Ji Jie Bi: "Have you learned to lie?"
Jing Yingrong: "I'm not lying, I am indeed better than her."
Joyous laughter echoed in the sea of consciousness.
Qin Hongzhi looked at his reflection in the mirror with eyes filled with wonder and admiration, "Qin Rong, you have such a level of cultivation, why have I never heard of you in the Qin family before?"
Qin Xinyao coughed dryly and said, "Why do you have so many problems?"
Qin Hongzhi touched his nose and was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled gently.
Late at night, Qin Xinyao and Jing Yingrong cuddled together, and Qin Hongzhi closed his eyes and rested some distance away from them.
Qin Xinyao's voice was low, as if she was afraid of disturbing the night:
"You once said that your past life was only about sleeping and fighting. So when you were sleeping, did you dream?"
"Won't."
"Well...I often have dreams. Most of them are not very good dreams."
"Um."
"If I disturb you by talking in my sleep, don't dislike me."
"Yeah."
Qin Xinyao yawned.
"I miss my mother so much... Is there anyone you miss?"
Looking up in the mirror, the stars in the night sky are bright.
"Yes."
"I really want to know what kind of person he is..."
Qin Xinyao looked at the reflection in the mirror with sleepy eyes, "The person you can put in your heart is definitely not an ordinary person."
Jing Yingrong did not answer.
"What are you looking at...Wow, there are little stars in your eyes."
Qin Xinyao looked away from Jing Yingrong's eyes, yawned and said, "I'm sleeping."
She leaned on Jing Yingrong's shoulder, adjusted to a comfortable position, and her breathing became longer and longer.
The face reflected in the mirror does not move at all, like an eternal statue.
The stars in the sky were flowing in her eyes, like a strange river, and like a brilliant and magnificent whirlpool of light and shadow.
Deep in the whirlpool, a figure flickered and appeared.
Ji Jie Bi asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Jing Yingrong: "I'm wondering what kind of person he is."
"Li Chengkong?"
"Um."
After a brief silence, Jijiebi said: "I have known him for a much longer time than you. All I know is that he is an open-minded and free-spirited person."
"Why are you talking about him?" Ji Shajian's voice intervened, "He is such a boring person."
Ji Jie Bi: "You are blaming him for letting you be idle for so many years."
Ji Sha Jian snorted.
Jing Yingrong remained silent.
Qin Xinyao, who was sleeping, suddenly moved. Her hands unconsciously tightened the corners of Jing Yingrong's clothes, and she murmured: "Mother..."
Jing Yingrong turned his head to look at her.
In her sleep, Qin Xinyao's eyebrows were twisted into an untieable knot, and her eyelashes were trembling like uneasy butterflies.
"Mother, mother..."
Jing Yingrong lowered her eyes. It wasn't until Qin Xinyao calmed down and stopped murmuring that she turned back and returned to her previous posture.
"I don't have parents."
She said this to the stars in the sky.
Ji Sha Sword and Ji Jie Bi fell silent.
“This is something I never had and can never have—something that is meant to be a human being.”
"Am I really a human being?"
