Chapter 81

That night, the monsoon smoke called all the bodyguards in the house to "practice" as usual. After a while, I heard a steady footsteps.

The guards sitting in the yard quietly opened their eyes, and saw a tall and powerful man who had lost the wind and fire entering the yard.

Here are Yang Jian and Tian Xiao dog.

People had known some clues from Ling He's mouth before, so they could not help being curious about the moving puppet, but they were surprised one by one. Apart from the wood texture, Yang Jian looked no different from normal people from top to bottom.

I didn't expect that the young lady of their family still had such wonderful skills!

The monsoon smoke raised his eyes, looked at Yang Jian, who was returning with a full load, stood up with a smile, left a sentence of "free activity", and called Yang Jian and Xiaotian dog into the warehouse where the stone was stored before.

The raw stones in the storehouse have been opened by the monsoon smoke, and now they are empty.

Yang Jian unloads the huge basket on his shoulder and makes a muffled sound. The basket fell to the ground and raised a dust.

The huge basket is filled with all kinds of rare ores. It's full and dazzling to sweep away at a glance.

Guided by his own blood, monsoon smoke pours into Yang Jian's chest, and along with his ability to distinguish the spirit of the ore, it is also passed on to Yang Jian. Therefore, in the selection of ore, Yang Jian fully adheres to the demand of monsoon smoke.

Monsoon smoke swept a circle very satisfied, this basket of rare ore, than she ran to the shop to pull back more.

After selecting a few minerals to be cultivated tonight, monsoon smoke looks down at the eyes and sits again, spits out a tongue's wheezing dog, looks at the blue eyes, monsoon smoke laughs and takes out a moment's dark red pill and throws it at random, wheezing dog jumps up and opens his mouth to receive it!

A small pill into the stomach, the dog is very satisfied lying on the ground, with two front paws rub the belly.

Seeing the serious Yang Jian beside, the heart of monsoon smoke flashed an idea. She took some rare ores from another warehouse and went to find Ling He, saying that she wanted to make a special weapon.

Ling he was numb to his young lady's strange idea. He called one of the guards.

"This boy's family is a blacksmith. Before joining the army, he followed his father in blacksmithing all the time. Although he can't compare with a real blacksmith, he's pretty good. If you need anything, you can talk to him." Linghe said.

The bodyguard who was led to the front of the monsoon smoke is a lean young man. Compared with most bodyguards, his body size is one size smaller. When he saw the monsoon smoke, he was also very serious and stood solemnly.

"At the lady's command, my subordinate, Zuo Nuo." Zuo Nuo stands straight.

"Since it's my own, it's more convenient. Come." Monsoon smoke said that he took out the drawings that he had drawn by hand today from his arms and put them into zuono's hand.

When Zuo Nuo looked at the drawing, he was momentarily stupid. The weapon was very long, similar to a knight's long gun, with a trident shaped end and two sides of the blade. He had never seen such a weapon before.

"Miss, what is it?" Zuo Nuo was a little confused for a while.

"It's called a three pointed two edged knife. You can make it according to this picture. Use the best ore and go to the warehouse to pick what you need." The monsoon smoke is heroic.