Chapter 270

After shouting downstairs for more than ten minutes, Murray was really tired. The sweat on his forehead had already scolded him, but ye Ziheng upstairs still had no response.

"My God, this boy belongs to the iron king. I will scold his ancestor for 18 generations, and he will have no reaction?"

On the third floor of the refining hall, ye Ziheng sits in a chair and quietly looks at his experience of refining. The earphones on his ears have never been picked from the beginning to the end.

Around, there are also several disciples who "come from fame" who pretended to see the experience of practicing tools and glanced at ye Ziheng from time to time to see what kind of strange person he was.

At this time, Zhou Wu, who had left before, suddenly appeared at the stairway, and saw ye Ziheng, who was sitting on the chair and reading quietly, then he couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile.

He went to ye Ziheng's side and reached out to unplug ye Ziheng's earphone.

"You're really calm."

Ye Ziheng looks up and sees Zhou Wu, with a faint smile on his face.

"Don't you want to shut down the refiner? How did you get up?"

"I failed in closing, so I came out."

"So fast? It's like less than two hours before and after. What magic weapon did you refine? "

Zhou Wu takes a look at ye Ziheng, waves his hand, and a streamer flies out of the storage ring of his index finger to fall into his palm and turn it into a long sword.

The hilt of that long sword looks very good, but when the hilt goes up a few centimeters, the body of the sword disappears completely. The appearance of the body of the sword seems to melt. The trace of molten iron flows onto the hilt along the residual body.

Although the appearance of the sword is very strange, and it can be seen that it is a failure product, but ye Ziheng can still feel the powerful power from inside.

"How many magic weapons are you going to refine?"

He couldn't help asking.

Zhou Wu smiled and held out four fingers.

"Four kinds of magic weapons, but it seems that they still owe some time. They were destroyed even before they were cast."

Finish saying, the face goes up the window a helpless expression, again way.

"It seems that we need to refine more three magic weapons to improve the technique of the refiner, but these three magic weapons are not easy to refine, and the refining materials are valuable."

Ye Ziheng did not listen to Zhou Wu's complaint, but carefully studied the failed product of refining. Although the magic weapon is a failed product, it is also a four product magic weapon. Even if the refining failed, there are many things ye Ziheng is worth learning.

Seeing ye Ziheng's whole-hearted research on the failed products he made, Zhou Wu sighed, walked to the window a few steps, looked down at the Murie who was still shouting, and smiled.

"Then you're going to let him scream like that? Are you not going to fight? "

Ye Ziheng shook his head.

"If this guy dare to do this, he must be bewitched by the patriarch. I'll tell you that he's just a fuse, a fuse for everyone's dissatisfaction. When he challenges me, if the patriarch doesn't do it, I'll have a hard time in the future."

Speaking of this, ye Ziheng slowly turned his head to look at Zhou Wu.

"Now the best way is to ignore it. I will not fight or go out. It's hard for him to dare to come up and hit me. The things here are so precious. If he breaks one, it will be enough for him to pay for it for a long time. "

With that, ye Ziheng's face showed a smile, and he took the failed product into his storage ring, then read the book.