Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1262: Xiao Luoer, jealous?
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Repairing the flame-devouring fan requires a drop of Ye Qingluo's painstaking effort and her bones.
Using these two things as raw materials, the craftsman recasts the flame-devouring fan.
It must be able to repair the flame-devouring fan, and make the induction between the flame-eater fan and Ye Qingluo stronger.
"I will use my profound strength to take it out for you." Di Moxuan looked at the girl in front of him, with a sturdy face, and gently stroked her cheek.
Ye Qingluo nodded: "But...the refiner, I don't know any refiner..."
If she concocts medicine, she can still volunteer.
But the refiner...
She seems to have never heard of it. Among the people she knows, there are people who are learning tools.
Furthermore, the flame-devouring fan can grow, second only to legendary weapons.
The ordinary refiner has no way to repair it.
At least...
The level of the craftsman must reach the level of "Qi Zong" or higher.
The level of the refiner is similar to that of the pharmacist.
The order from low to high is: Qi Slave, Qi Disciple, Qi Shi, Da Qi Shi, Qi Sect, Qi Sovereign, Qi Xian, Qi God...
The only difference is...
A craftsman at the equipment level is even more difficult than a pharmacist at the medicine school!
The success rate of refining tools, coin refining medicine is still touching...
Even if Ye Qingluo knows a pharmacist, there is absolutely no one who can reach the level of a pharmacist.
"The imperial palace has it." Since Emperor Moxuan said this method, he was naturally a refining master of Qizong.
He took Ye Qingluo's face in both hands, and got closer to the distance between the two: "But..."
He paused, and said with a somewhat cautious tone: "A craftsman at the craftsmanship level, she is a woman."
Ye Qingluo's expression of joy suddenly condensed on her lips.
Girl?
Why are there so many women in the imperial palace?
She frowned her eyebrows lightly, and a sense of resistance rose inexplicably in her heart.
The picture of the wind chime holding Di Moxuan's arm and occupying her place came to mind.
Suddenly, there was a scene of Di Mo Xuan and Feng Chime getting married in the illusion.
She put her hands on Di Moxuan's shoulders, pinched hard, and snorted: "Don't look for her! Isn't she a craftsman at the weapon level? Let's find it slowly! There is nothing in the world. It's just that she is a craftsman at the craftsmanship level!"
"But..."
"And but?" Ye Qingluo's eyes widened, she didn't forget that Emperor Moxuan called the wind chime from the imperial palace at that time to break the barrier formed by the dark forces!
This will be because of the repair of the flame-devouring fan, and a second "wind chime", she can't help strangling Emperor Mo Xuan!
Di Moxuan's eyes crossed her shoulders and settled in a certain place: "But, she has already come."
Ye Qing fell stiff.
The hand holding Di Moxuan's clothes loosened, followed his gaze, and looked behind him.
Sure enough, I saw a woman in a light blue dress, light veil floating, and long sleeves floating like smoke, with a slight smile on her face, and she walked slowly.
When standing in front of the two of them, the woman knelt on one knee and saluted Emperor Moxuan: "Subordinates pay homage to Lord Emperor..."
After speaking, a trace of joking flashed across her eyes: "Meet...the mistress of the imperial palace."
Master, mistress?
Ye Qingluo took a breath and turned to look at Emperor Moxuan.
Di Moxuan rubbed her blue silk and waved his hand: "Beijing, you get up first."
The woman stood up, walked to the position opposite Di Moxuan and sat down.
With a pair of sly and playful beautiful eyes, the top and bottom will look at Ye Qingluo: "The relationship between the emperor and the mistress of the palace is really good, but... let's get the business done first."
Yeqing heard the words, and her cheeks immediately became red.
She is still sitting on Di Moxuan's lap...