Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 255: He will also refine tool five: You are my brother
Qin Molin didn't give her time to ask questions. He approached the mixing table without saying a word or reached for a hammer. He only put on a pair of fiery red metal mesh gloves.
Don’t use a hammer?
Feng Xingying is curious.
Qin Molin refining device, she hasn’t seen it yet!
According to Qin Molin's strength, the skill of refining should be very good.
Her master Lihuang Tianzun has no body, not even a phantom. All of Fengxingying's refining tools are based on graphic records and the description and guidance of Lihuang Tianzun.
She has never really seen a master craftsman.
It’s just that Qin Molin is a little different.
He is not like Feng Xingying, he needs to work hard to pick up a small hammer and beat like a coolie.
He just condenses his spiritual power into a slender fire rope, and each fire rope is wound around a hammer handle.
The steps after are really like a dreamy and gorgeous feast.
Dozens of dazzling silver refining hammers started work at the same time, beating rhythmically on the same spar, without conflict with each other, one after another, endlessly.
If Feng Xingying had been hammering a weapon by himself before, then Qin Molin now has dozens of people refining a spiritual weapon at the same time.
The sound of clanging bells, like a pouring rain falling on the continuous roof tiles, is spectacular.
After a moment, the hammering stopped abruptly.
is like the end of a dream, nothing has ever happened.
Feng Xingying opened her mouth in surprise, staring at Qin Molin in a daze.
Is he still a human? It's just a monster!
Qin Molin also has a good impression of this sunny boy Ye Xing, patted him on the shoulder like a big brother, and said with earnest heart:
"Don't look at it, the saliva is almost left, my brother is in charge, it is not your turn."
"Too great, teach me, teach me. You are my brother, you are my brother!" Feng Xingying almost drooled!
Qin Molin chuckled and couldn't help but flicked the smooth forehead of the boy in front of him.
His body is filled with beauty and sunshine, and people can't help but like it.
Is this fate?
Like someone, do you need a reason?
No need!
is like Qin Molin who hated any woman approaching. The first time I saw Feng Xingying, he held her uncontrollably. If Feng Xingying’s medical skills hadn’t awakened him, with Qin Molin’s strength, he ate at that time. Feng Xingying, she couldn't struggle at all.
Maybe they are already together, right?
But if it was another woman that day, Qin Molin would definitely not eat, or even approach it. Because although he would be tortured by demon blood from time to time, one thing has never changed, that is, even if the demon blood breaks out, he will not tolerate anyone close to his body, whether male or female.
Fengxingying is the first exception.
Ye Xing, is the second one.
He called his brother, he felt quite comfortable in his heart, and he even had the urge to recognize this brother.
He picked up the spirit sword on the refining table and handed it over to Feng Xingying: "Take it back and study it slowly."
"No, how can I study it myself? I can't learn it at all." Feng Xingying was stunned. Qin Molin's inhuman refining method can be seen by seeing it? Is there such a good thing in the world?
"A hammer must be grasped with your hand, do you want to learn ten more?" Qin Molin chuckled.
A seemingly ridiculous sentence, Feng Xingying realized the most basic things from it.
If you want to learn this kind of refining tool, you must first learn to use your spiritual power to control the hammer, not your own hands. It's like learning to run, you have to learn to walk with your feet first.
Feng Xingying's eyes lit up.
Qin Molin touched her little head approvingly: "When you think you need guidance, you can come to me again." Lonely looked back and said that it will be broadcast on 16 weekends. How cool are the little angels watching? Again, the latest update is at 21 o'clock every day. Go to bed and don't wait. Don't be a night owl like me.