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Feng Yi rubbed her ears which were buzzing loudly, barely getting used to the noise. With a thought, his light footsteps caught up to Master Zhen Mingshi and asked:

"Do I need them to shut up?"

This Master Zhen Mingshi had been acting very casually all along the way. Although he was a little impatient, he still obediently followed along and did not say a word.

secretly looked at them for a long time. Finally, when she caught up to Master Zhen Mingshi, she opened her mouth and tried to test him.

It was a little strange to say it like that, but it wasn't strange if he understood it; because if Zhen Mingshi didn't want to be on par with you, you simply wouldn't be able to catch up to him.

Feng Yi's intelligent eyes looked around for a long time. She realized that since the first time Hu Zuodong had met Master Zhen Mingshi, he had unknowingly taken three steps back. The distance between the two of them had always been maintained at three steps.

If Master Hu Zuodong did not despise being together with Master Zhen Mingshi, then, disregarding everything else, if Feng Yi could catch up to Master Zhen Mingshi, it would mean something;

Master Zhen Mingshi turned his head and sized up Feng Yi.

"Yes."

Master Hu Zuodong immediately stopped and turned to look at the two people behind him who were whispering to each other.

The group of people stopped, and looked at Master Hu Zuodong in alarm. They didn't know what he had in mind.

Master Hu Zuodong's gaze stayed on Feng Yi's face for a long time. He realized that this girl was indeed very beautiful, and was worth him doing something;

"Why, is this nobody jealous?"

Don't you know how immoral it is to make things difficult for such a weak lady?

Don't you know how rude it is to make so many people shut up?

When everyone came all the way here, wasn't it just to watch you forge the equipment?

If you don't have the ability, then go home and embarrass yourself.

Otherwise, you would lose all your face after your ancestors' three generations of history! "

Uh, Feng Yi's eyes were wide opened, almost as big as her little face, as she innocently looked at Master Hu Zuodong sticking his head out for her, and was moved.

Her cute little face was flushed, her pink lips were slightly opened, and she was stupefied …

Considering that it was the third generation's face, Feng Yi turned her head to look at Master Zhen Mingshi.

Or was it necessary to ask Master Hu Zuodong to shut up before the tens of thousands of people in training field who looked like ants could shut their mouths?

Master Zhen Mingshi looked at Feng Yi's small face that was filled with a peculiar temptation, and secretly cursed the little demon girl in her heart.

"Then I'll train it myself in a while." I apply for the position of a refiner, so I won't be performing. "

Saying that, Master Zhen Mingshi's gaze turned towards Song Shiyou. Within his calm eyes, there was something that could not be refuted, that caused others to raise their eyebrows.

Song Shiyou's knees seemed to tremble, he was immediately shocked!

Although the refiner might have some strong soul power s and such, but they shouldn't be so strong that they are like two mountains, right?

After trying his best to maintain a refined demeanor, he blinked his eyes and looked even better at Master Zhen Mingshi. He realized that he was just casually standing there, with a pure and innocent beauty on his face …

Song Shiyou swallowed his saliva. Although he could not believe it, he still felt that he must have been seeing things just now:

He was just a teenager, how could he be so strong?

However, while Song Shiyou was in a daze, Master Hu Zuodong was at ease. He had finally settled this annoying fellow, and did not even dare to publicly raise the cauldron.

Casually glancing at him, he turned around. Master Hu Zuodong took a big step forward and walked to the center of training field.

The people behind saw this and quickly followed. The people around training field cheered!

"Wow, Master Refiner is going to upgrade his cauldron!"

Within the encirclement of tens of thousands of people, the center of the training field was placed.

Two big stoves the size of a man, and a rough large cauldron.

"Two stoves, one tall, three feet long and three feet wide, with a pebbly exterior, a black metal tire inside and a fire outlet below."

Inside the furnace was a black metal tire. Below it was a fire outlet and a vent. In the middle was a layer of burning charcoal or various types of fire stones. On top of the furnace was a large bile. The ore was incinerated on top of the fire.

The whole appearance of the furnace: Heavy and crude; Function: Forging, barely enough to be considered an introduction to refining.

Next to the stove was a large hammer, a three-foot-tall block, and a half-human barrel filled with cold water.

Separated by about ten meters was a crude large cauldron. Although it was crude, it was clearly much better than the previous two stoves.

The entire large cauldron was burnt by black iron, below it there were two fire vents and air vents, the middle one was used to store various types of fire stones, the next layer was a layer of black steel, and above it was a stomach, used to refine ores, purify and refine weapons, etc.

Next to him was a half-a-man tall wooden bucket filled with cold water.

Now that the two furnaces were on fire, the flames that soared to the skies were extremely tempting, and the temperature of the entire training field was raised by a lot.

And the appearance of the large cauldron, was even more fanatical!

Although the large cauldron was crude, it was very difficult to find a few within the Linxi County.

Normal blacksmiths could neither use nor use large cauldron s; thus, when they saw the large cauldron, even five or six blacksmiths who were participating in the selection were jealous, eager to give it a try.

Feng Yi swept her eyes across her surroundings, and frowned:

Right now, this matter was already far from what she could be bored with. Just what was this Song Shiyou doing, spreading the news freely?

Could it be that refining a steel ranked war weapon for her could achieve some sort of strange goal?

Today was the Dragon Boat Festival, so he had obviously brought Feng Yi, Xiao Xuan, Xiao Qi, Zhen Mingshi, Yan Haomin, Yan Haomin and other people to come out together to greet everyone. Eating it was so delicious!

Then, Xiao Qi would go up and give each of them a super big one.

"The Brother Xuan went to grow zongzi leaves? That shrimp can only eat the dumplings wrapped by the Sister Yi? Don't wait until next year at noon? Wuu wuu, isn't that Xiao Qi going to starve to death? "

However, with Zhen Mingshi coming out, everyone decided to eat first.

Ah ah ah, Student Zhen is a fake refiner, then what are you making me eat?

It's none of my business, just run away ahh!]

He was annoyed by the people around him.

Feng Yi turned around.

Ready to leave.

In any case, Princess Song choosing a Master Refiner had nothing to do with her.

"You're not looking?"

Before she could lift her leg, a casual voice came from her side.

Although it was very light, it seemed like a command or request.

Feng Yi was startled, she immediately turned to look, and saw Zhen Mingshi.

He stared at Feng Yi as if she was infatuated with her sister's beauty.

Uh!

Feng Yi felt cold, as if she was overthinking it.

Looking at Zhen Mingshi, there was a deep look in his eyes, as if he had some hidden meaning.

Provoke?

Disdain?

Or what?

Why did this youth, with a simple sentence or a look, always carry so much meaning?

Could he be a master of stream of consciousness?

"My intelligence is extremely low. I'm afraid of the stream of consciousness. My husband always likes to play stream of consciousness with me. If one is lecherous, then one has no money. If one has no money, then one has no money. If one doesn't work hard, then one has no effort."

Everyone must already know that I created a ridiculous Xiao Qi for Mao Zedong!)

That

Feng Yi rubbed her forehead, tilted her head, and blinked her starry eyes as she carefully pondered …

After a long while, she finally managed to think of a meaning:

Could it be that this Master Zhen wants to say, Isn't it just a refiner, I can do it too?

Uh!

Sweat poured down his back!

It was as if the person she was meeting now …

Each one was more mystical than the last?

A Xiao Xuan that couldn't even fly when he was less than 20,

And there's another Zhen Mingshi who hasn't even reached twenty years of age yet?

Feng Yi's long eyelashes blinked, her pink lips opened and closed as she softly said:

"refiner, I heard that the conditions are especially harsh, that …"

F * * k!

The young Master Zhen looked at her.

His eyes, his expression, his posture … they were all so casual …

Feng Yi felt chills down her spine just from looking at him, and that feeling was even colder than facing a Four Star War Generals.

Alright, as far as Feng Yi was concerned, she wouldn't be afraid of anything, no matter what kind of general you were.