0p0 Chapter 344: Purchasing clothes, Li Dongjun fell into Wen Yanzhao’s trap again!
Chapter 344: Purchasing clothes, Li Dongjun fell into Wen Yanzhao’s trap again!
Back in the room, the three of them watched Wen Yanzhao mysteriously take out a pile of brocade clothes from somewhere.
"Hey~ Xiao Baili!"
"This Taixu brocade robe is for you, Xiu Yuguan, remember to take it with you!"
Baili Dongjun saw him take out a set of pure white robes that were flowing with immortal energy and elegantly handed them to him.
"Huh? Cousin, when did you start tailoring without telling us?"
"Speaking of which... this brocade robe is made of neither silk nor cotton, but it's incredibly smooth. Where is it made?"
Baili Dongjun stroked the white robe as he spoke, and with his other hand he picked up the Xiu Yu crown and put it on his bun, only to find that it fit perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for him.
Wen Yanzhao smiled proudly: "You don't have to worry about this, my cousin has a lot of treasures in his pocket!"
After saying that, he took out a purple dress from the storage space, and then took out a dark blue mask.
Yin Luoxia blinked her eyes and asked expectantly:
"Master Wen, is this skirt prepared for me?"
Wen Yanzhao nodded to Yin Luoxia, who was smiling like a flower, and said:
"Yes, it's exactly for you. This dress is no ordinary item. It cost me 1000 reputation points... Oh no, it cost me taels of silver!"
Wen Yanzhao was a little too proud of himself and almost blurted out his reputation points. Fortunately, the three of them were focused on the clothes and mask in his hands, so they didn't notice anything unusual.
"That was a close call. If those little guys had discovered the existence of the system, it would have been troublesome!"
At this time, Yin Luoxia was spreading out the purple silk dress and trying it on. She already had an outstanding demeanor and a graceful figure, and this silk dress made her look even more charming and attractive. For a moment, Baili Dongjun was stunned by her gaze.
Sikong Changfeng held his chin and asked, "Cousin, why is the skirt you prepared for nephew Yin purple?"
Wen Yanzhao was browsing the system mall at this time, preparing to pick out a set of gun fairy clothes for Sikong Changfeng.
Hearing this, he smiled wittily and said, "Because... I think purple is very charming~"
"what?!"
Sikong Changfeng was a little puzzled by his unreasonable words, but he did not continue to ask, but only concerned about his own clothes:
"Cousin, you're so biased. They both have clothes, but I have nothing. You can't let me pretend to be an immortal in these rags, can you?"
"What? Are you planning to arrange a Beggar Gang Immortal for me?"
Wen Yanzhao was choosing clothes in the system mall and ignored Sikong Changfeng's words.
After a while, he finally found a set of bright silver flying dragon scale armor in the exchange list that was extremely suitable for Sikong Changfeng.
Without thinking, he directly spent 500 reputation points to exchange it.
In order to prevent someone from recognizing Sikong Changfeng's Silver Moon Spear, he reluctantly spent 3000 reputation points to exchange for a Fairy Palace-grade Dragon Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear.
After the exchange is completed, the system will also display the attribute panel of the Gentian Bright Silver Spear:
[Magic Weapon Name: Dragon Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear]
[Category: Melee Weapon, Spear]
[Level: Asgard]
[Skill: Dragon Fighting in the Wild]
[Skill Description: Passive skill. The wielder of this spear can significantly increase their internal strength and speed when facing the enemy in open areas. The longer the battle, the greater the increase!]
[Gentian Bright Silver Spear Inscription]
The fierce horse crossed the gurgling abyss, and the blood on his clothes and armor was not yet dry.
After fighting on the battlefield for a long time, Long Zhao is full of courage!
[Exchange requirement: 3000 reputation]
Although it hurts a bit, Sikong Changfeng is his brother's brother after all, and he is his brother in every sense of the word. Moreover, this person has a kind heart. With the help of this magic weapon, he will be able to help him achieve great things when he becomes a gun master in the future!
"You are truly blessed, boy. I hope this magical weapon used by Zhao Yun will allow you to reach the Half-Step Divine Wandering realm soon, so that you can lend me a hand!"
Wen Yanzhao thought about it, and then exchanged the gun under the guidance of the system, and took out the set of bright silver flying dragon scale armor together.
Several people looked at Wen Yanzhao in surprise as he performed a magic trick and a set of silver-white armor and a spear appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The spear was 12 feet long, the head was about 1 foot 2 inches long, and the blade was about 1 inch wide.
The gun body is made of fine steel and tempered with silver. The gun head is made of cold iron, wrapped in silver light and extremely sharp.
Sikong Changfeng was a gun lover to begin with. Seeing this divine weapon, his eyes gleamed with brilliance, almost like little stars popping out of his eyes:
"Cousin! This... this armor and spear are for me?"
Wen Yanzhao held the gun in one hand and the armor in the other, and said with a sly smile:
"You're right, these things are indeed for you. But before I give them to you, I have a condition!"
Sikong Changfeng naturally knew that the thing in his hand was no ordinary item, as could be seen from the twelve-foot-long spear.
He nodded like a chick pecking at rice and said, "Cousin, please tell me what you want. Even if you give me ten conditions, I, Sikong Changfeng, will agree to them all!"
"It's not a big deal. After I give you these two things, I won't give any money when you get married."
After Wen Yanzhao finished speaking, he handed the armor and the Longdan Silver Spear to Sikong Changfeng.
Baili Dongjun and Yin Luoxia were both startled, muttering to themselves, "Wen Yanzhao, this guy is willing to give such precious divine weapons and armor, but why is he so stingy with wedding gifts?"
Sikong Changfeng felt a little embarrassed and thought to himself:
"I'm single and have no family at this moment. Apart from the ambiguous relationship I had with Miss Feng from Tianqi City, I have no one else! He's talking as if I'm going to get married tomorrow! How strange..."
After the three people's luggage was distributed, Wen Yanzhao breathed a sigh of relief.
This cost him nearly 5000 reputation points, which was considered a loss.
But seeing the three of them holding their silk skirts, clothes and armor in their hands with a look of great joy, Wen Yanzhao felt quite relieved.
"Ahem...well, the guest room is only this big. Stop messing around, you guys. We can change it when we get back!"
"I'll briefly assign the tasks. Tomorrow morning we'll enter the city and head straight for Qianjin Terrace."
"But... since we are entering Tianqi City as immortals from outside the domain, we must act like immortals."
"Xiao Baili, you are now an immortal from the Northern Territory, named Qionghua Immortal Lord. Your main responsibility is to create the atmosphere for the arrival of an immortal!"
Baili Dongjun was filled with questions: "Create an atmosphere? Why...are you going to imitate that Luo Xuan brat? Playing the flute and scattering flower petals when you come on stage? Eh...that's so contrived, I don't want it!"
Wen Yanzhao pinched Baili Dongjun's face and said:
"What Luo Xuan? His set is too vulgar. We need to be innovative!"
"Haven't you learned some illusion techniques from Master Ruxian? Just use them to conjure up a sky full of white snow. It doesn't have to be too big, just enough to cover an area of three miles!"
"Not my cousin? You really think I'm an immortal. Master taught me some basic illusion techniques, but I can't create a three-mile-wide blanket of white snow! You should seek help from someone else!"
Wen Yanzhao waved his hand and said, "It's not that troublesome. Can you transform into snowflakes?"
Baili Dongjun nodded: "Yes, but not much!"
Wen Yanzhao laughed and said, "If I can conjure up one, I can conjure up ten thousand! It just takes a little more internal energy!"
"Don't worry, just stay awake tonight and practice in the inn yard. I believe you can do it with your talent!"
Baili Dongjun was stunned and said, "Wait... wait a minute! What do you mean I won't sleep tonight?"
"We've traveled three days and two nights all the way from Xueyue City. Do you really think I'm a god?"
"Whoosh!"
Before Baili Dongjun finished speaking, he felt a chill in his throat instantly dissolve. Wen Yanzhao had not yet retracted his finger and was still chuckling.
Sikong Changfeng burst into laughter first: "Hahahaha... I didn't expect it!"
"Dongjun, you've been fooled by your cousin again. Bingning Fushen Pills are really a good thing!"
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