Chapter 113

Yesterday promised well, in the morning at the gate of the city Lord's house, to see the early evening of the game, the result made such a, completely let her forget.

Was put up, the result of the game also collapsed, presumably for the early evening, it is worse.

"I'm going to have a look." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and said calmly.

"Girl, this way, please!" So the servant took the initiative to lead the way.

Mo Qingge comes to the frost moon hall with his family. At this time, the atmosphere of the inner hall is gloomy and solidified.

Jiang Mu Chu sat down in his seat with a dejected look. There were many people comforting him, including Ye Zixi. But he kept his head down, his brows locked and didn't speak.

"Cousin, don't be sad. It's just that we have a bad start today. Let's win back tomorrow!" Ye Zixi had a smile on his face and a mild tone.

At the beginning of the evening, Jiang's fingers curled up tightly. He obviously hated the iron for himself.

Suddenly, he raised his head and saw Mo Qingge coming in from the outside. His eyes lit up slightly: "Qingge!"

"Early evening, I'm sorry. I forgot this morning. I didn't mean to break my appointment." As soon as Mo Qingge opened his mouth, he explained it first.

After all, she made a good promise, but in the end she forgot.

"Never mind, I don't blame you." Jiang Mu Chu gave her a gentle smile. "I'm glad you didn't go. If you go today, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed with me."

Mo Qingge was stunned. For a moment, he didn't know how to speak.

Immediately, Jiang Mu Chu said, "you all go down first. Qingge will accompany me here."

Ye Zixi hummed coldly, glared at Mo Qingge fiercely, and then turned to go out.

The whole inner hall, only the two of them left, seemed very quiet.

"Qingge." Jiang Mu Chu, with a pale smile, "today's competition, I completely collapsed. Do you think I'm useless?"

Mo Qingge took a look at him and said faintly: "it's not the end yet. Don't give up easily and don't care about winning or losing. You just need to think that this is a chance for you to be reborn. Just grasp this opportunity, isn't it?"

"What you said is reasonable, but I'm still not reconciled..." seeing all the defeated generals, how can he not lose.

That one by one sarcastic eyes, one by one taunting words, wish to let him hit a hole in the ground.

He's really shameless!

Mo Qingge patted him on the shoulder: "the next competition, go all out, I'm still very optimistic about you!"

"Qingge, thank you for believing me."

Jiang Mu Chu smiles and feels much better.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly fell on the Xuanwen bracelet on Mo Qingge's wrist, with a faint golden light. At a glance, he could see that it was nothing.

So he asked casually, "Qingge, is this bracelet also a mysterious instrument?"

He was obsessed with refining utensils. He was even more curious about the rare mysterious utensils and couldn't put them down.

"I think so." Mo Qingge takes back her hand and answers with a smile.

"It's a top-quality mysterious weapon. Where do you come from?" As soon as Jiang Mu Chu's face brightened, he became interested.

"By chance." Mo Qingge didn't explain too much, so he said that he got it by chance.

"Ah." Jiang Mu Chu sighed a little, "if only one day, I could make such a top-quality Xuan ware."

"I can teach you." Mo Qingge smiles.

Hearing this, Jiang Mu Chu cast a surprised look at her: "Qingge, are you also a craftsman?"

"Not really, but I think I can teach you something." The tone of Mo Qingge is conservative.

Isn't that bullshit? This Xuanwen bracelet was made by her own hands!

"Qingge, how many surprises do you still have? I don't know?" The river evening early for this wench, also can be regarded as a new look.

"Come on." Mo Qingge doesn't talk to him any more. He says, "the next competition will be in three days. While there are still a few days left, I can teach you something."

"Good."

So, Jiang Mu Chu went to the hall of refining utensils with Mo Qingge. At the beginning, he doubted whether the little girl could refine utensils.

But when he saw Mo Qingge skillfully controlling the fire and melting iron, he could see at a glance that she was skilled!

Then, with a series of skilful operations, Mo Qingge easily made a long golden sword, which made Jiang Mu look silly.

The level of Xuanqi is divided into one to nine levels. Just like danyao, there are only three qualities: green, purple and orange. Only the artifact above seven levels has the golden quality!

"Qingge... You, who are you Jiang Mu Chu asked in dismay.

"I don't have a grade. I'm just refining myself." Mo Qingge lips slightly Yang, do not care about the so-called grade.

Jiang Mu Chu took a cool breath and looked at the long sword. He couldn't help sighing: "even the elders of the city master's mansion can't make such a wonderful mysterious weapon!"

Xueyu, an ancient family of craftsmen, is famous for its numerous iron resources and mines, as well as numerous craftsmen.

But at this time, Jiang Mu Chu only felt that even a few elders of their city master's mansion were not necessarily better at refining weapons than Qingge.

What is the origin of this little girl?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Mo Qingge was flattered by his praise.

"Qingge, why don't you accept me as an apprentice?" Jiang Mu was excited at the beginning of the morning, and knelt down directly, "accept my worship!"

"No, I can't afford it. Get up first." Mo Qingge quickly helped him up. "I'm going to leave from the snow area in a few days. I really can't teach you anything. Besides, snow area is a family of craftsmen. There are more craftsmen than me."

"No, I think you are!" "I'll follow you wherever you go in the future," he said

Mo Qingge sighed helplessly and simply changed the topic: "well, there is not much time, only three days. Let me teach you how to refine the weapon first."

"Well." At the beginning of the evening, he readily agreed.

"I'll name this Dao juechen and give it to you as a gift. It's our friendship." Mo Qingge picks up the long sword just refined and hands it to Jiang muchu.

"No..." Jiang Mu Chu was stunned and flattered. "How can I afford such a heavy gift?"

"Take it." Mo Qingge does not care a smile, "you and my brother look similar, so I am also predestined with you, now I am about to leave the snow, a little gift, leave a thought!"

What's more, this kind of mysterious instrument is a treasure to others, but for her Mo Qingge, it's just a simple exercise, and it doesn't take much effort.