With the departure of the bald young man, many people are eager to try.
As their actions, weapons that do not belong to them bloomed with different auras every time.
"How did this be done?" Not only Chen Feng was curious, but everyone present found it strange.
Doing this can also prevent those people from knowing what attributes this weapon is.
"This old man is a wonderful person."
When Chen Feng saw Lie, he was happy and followed him to give it a try.
When he held the first weapon, Chen Feng felt nothing was wrong, but when he held the third weapon, he couldn't help but look up at the old man Qian with his drooping eyes, looking listless.
The aura fluctuations emitted by this weapon are the same as the first weapon, but the appearance is different.
Old Man Qian was surprised to see Chen Feng staring at him and holding the weapon in his hand tightly. Then he waved his hand and signaled him to continue.
Chen Feng did not expose it, and tried weapons one by one, but after trying it all, no weapon was chosen.
He didn't care, he just wanted to experience it.
When Chen Feng was about to leave, a sound rang out in his mind. He stopped leaving and stood quietly by the side and continued to watch.
The onlookers came to try one after another. Old Man Qian had fewer and fewer weapons in front of him. He proposed a lot of tasks that were easy to complete but wasted.
The sun sets in the west, and the afterglow of the sunset spreads all over the earth. Old Man Qian took a sip of wine, swayed away the empty mat, glanced at Chen Feng, and walked into the crowd swayingly.
Chen Feng could see clearly from behind that whenever someone touched him, there would be a strange force that would make them unable to touch.
It was not until you left Hei Shui Town and got closer to Mokou Cliff that Old Man Qian stopped and looked at Chen Feng behind him.
"Young man, tell me, what did you find?" Old Man Qian leaned against the tree, sniffed the wine, and let out a comfortable "ah" sound, squinting his eyes with pleasure.
"Those weapons are your hands and feet." Although it was a question, Chen Feng was extremely sure.
He couldn't help but ask his doubts: "Why did you do this?"
"What's wrong with bartering?" Old Man Qian looked at Chen Feng drunk: "As for those weapons? They chose them themselves, what do you have to do with me? You just need to know that I won't harm them.
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Listening to Old Man Qian's words, Chen Feng should have refuted it, but there was an idea in his mind telling him that he was not lying.
Seeing that Chen Feng didn't say anything, Old Man Qian took out his chest and took out a black stone for a long time: "Let's just treat this stone as your hush money."
When he was thrown over, Chen Feng reached out to catch it, his arm fell down uncontrollably, and he ate it all over.
Chen Feng lay on the ground and looked at the stone in his hand, widening his eyes.
He used five points of force but didn't catch the stone. Old Man Qian easily threw it over, so how powerful his strength should be.
"Boy, this stone is a treasure."
Leaving a sentence, Old Man Qian disappeared out of thin air.
Chen Feng used a lot of force to pick up the stone, and even felt his wrist falling all the time.
"Is this a treasure?" Chen Feng looked at the stone in his hand, but saw nothing.