Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 82: : Little Liuhuo (1)

　　 Zorno held the blueprint in a daze, and ran to the warehouse to select ore.

A few days after 　　, Yang Jian took the snarling dog to mining as usual every day, and returned to Monsoon Smoke in the evening. Zuo Nuo spent the whole day studying how to build a three-pointed two-edged knife. It seems that progress has been made and has begun to build .

　　 At first, the guards in the mansion were full of curiosity about Yang Jian’s appearance, but they did not dare to be too obvious in front of Monsoon Smoke. They could only sneak into the room where Yang Jian was in the dead of night every day, quietly. Voyeurism.

　　 Although the room was given by monsoon smoke, Yang Jian didn’t need to sleep or eat at all. After coming back every day, he would stand upright in the room without blinking his eyes, even snarled lying on the floor. Ten dogs are more vivid than him.

After five days, 　　 Zorno gave the finished three-pointed two-edged knife to Monsoon Smoke. After these few days of torment, the face of the thin man looked wilted. , The other guards all looked at him curiously, Zuo Nuo could only wave his hand with a look of love.

　　He is just an amateur blacksmith. The young lady came up to give him such a complicated task, and he... felt bitter!

　　 Compared to Zuo Nuo’s sad reminder, Monsoon Yan is very satisfied with the three-pointed two-edged knife. She deliberately took out the golden water from the space soul jade, and stroked the length of the three-pointed two-edged knife with a brush. Spells were drawn on the handle.

　　After the curse was drawn, the three-pointed two-edged knives that seemed ordinary and even weird, as if they were covered by a layer of silver light, Monsoon Smoke dragged the three-pointed two-edged knives with satisfaction and ran away Looking for Yang Jian, he didn't notice Zuo Nuo's stunned expression.

　　 "Oh, Xiao Nuonuo, your iron-strike technique is getting better and better. That thing looks very aggressive." The guards joked.

　　 Zuonuo looked innocent, he can guarantee that when he handed the three-pointed two-edged sword to Monsoon Smoke, it was definitely not as aggressive as it looks now!

　　Ghost knows what weird way the young lady used to change that thing.

　　 If Zuo Nuo knew there was something called-consecration, he might not be so confused.

　　 Monsoon Smoke drags a three-pointed two-edged knife and walks through the courtyard. Bai Ze is walking along with his little hooves step by step, and a figure appears in Monsoon Smoke's sight.

　　 Under the old tree in the courtyard, Liu Huo fell asleep for some time. He sat on the floor, his simple silver-gray shirt was stained with a little dirt, his eyes closed tightly, and his long eyelashes fell down on his eyelids. A shadow, the sunlight shed from the sparse branches and leaves, and fell on his delicate little face, as if imprinted with a layer of starlight.

　　 "This kid." Monsoon Yan looked at the stream fire in her sleep with a laugh, and made a silent gesture to Bai Ze, gently touching it, she squatted down and watched the stream fire sleeping soundly. , The smile in his eyes revealed a touch of cunning.

　　 Monsoon Smoke picked up the fallen leaves on the side and swept it gently in front of the stray nose.

　　 Liu Huo frowned in his sleep, his nose moved slightly, but he still didn't wake up.

　　 Monsoon Smoke found it interesting and made it amused.

　　In an instant, Liu Huo's closed eyes opened suddenly, and a pair of red eyes with a strong murderous look suddenly faced the amber eyes of last monsoon smoke!

　　 The monsoon smoke was slightly taken aback.

　　 Liuhuo suddenly realized that the monsoon smoke in front of him was in front of him, his heart was slightly shaken, and he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

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