Chapter 71

"Wow, ah, master, help!" The boy's face turned pale with fright, and the boy couldn't help it, he pushed open the door and rushed inside. The snot and tears flowed out all of a sudden, hugging the legs of the person inside, wow wow cry out.

This is much more convenient.

Feng Qingge stood in the courtyard, looking at the man in the house. But at this sight, she couldn't help but froze. Master Xie, who originally thought that he was a blacksmith, should be a strange old man in his seventies or eighties. Or, it will be a tall, muscular man, with his upper body exposed, his muscles burned by flames and sweating profusely.

But what shocked Feng Qingge was that the man standing opposite looked like he was only in his early thirties. He was born white and was wiping with a long sword in his hand. There is a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his thin body looks a little thin, but he looks like a weak scholar in ancient times. How can he be linked with a blacksmith?

"Pu Zheng, are you crying again?" Putting down the long sword in his hand, Master Xie stretched out his hand to hold Pu Zheng's small head, and turned his head to look outside the hospital.

The woman in casual clothes was standing, her fat flesh was really horrible to see, but he didn't care, his sharp eyes swept across Feng Qingge's face, staying on those black and white eyes, his heart trembled slightly, Indifferently said: "The visitor is a guest, Pu Zheng, pour the tea."

"Master Xie, long time no see." Rocking the wheelchair, Mu Cangyun chuckled lightly.

The light in his eyes flickered, and Master Xie immediately put down the long sword in his hand, strode out, and said with a smile, "Mu Cangyun, you're all right!"

"Don't you want to go in and talk?" With an indifferent smile, Mu Cangyun rubbed his temples, but he didn't expect Feng Qingge to handle that bastard.

You must know that the kid is a bear kid who even the prince makes fun of. Not only did he put things in the water, but he also used all kinds of bugs to scare Miss Qianjin, and even the princess was teased. I don't want this time, I was actually tricked by Feng Qingge.

Mu Cangyun and Master Xie know each other?

Feng Qingge was overjoyed, if that's the case, wouldn't there be great hope for her Xuanji sword to be created?

Master Xie was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Feng Qingge, took a breath of cold air, and said solemnly, "Could it be that this is the person who came to see that weapon?"

"Exactly, the precious sharp blade you got a few days ago has not been shot yet, how much is it, I will pay." Mu Cangyun smiled, dragging his chin with one hand, looking at the sneaky Pu Zheng holding tea , put the tea on the table and wiped his hands from time to time.

However, Master Xie frowned, staring at the front and said: "I got that sharp blade by accident some time ago, if you need it, I will definitely give it to you. However, this sharp blade is said to be a treasure, in fact , is waste again and cannot be used."

"Oh?" Since it is a treasure, how can it be a waste? Mu Cangyun frowned and waved his hand: "Go and see that sharp blade, I'll make sure again."

"Well, this girl, please." Nodding slightly, Master Xie didn't dislike Feng Qingge, and took the initiative to push the wheelchair toward the house.

After entering the room, Feng Qingge realized that he was wrong. This seemingly impoverished house actually had a secret passage. After opening the passage, he entered the basement under the house. He visited the weapon and occupied a place. It is the work of Master Xie.

The weapons that flickered with cold light were tens of millions of times better than those outside. What made Feng Qingge even more eye-opening was that there were ten weapons, knives, spears and sticks, Fang Tianhua halberds, three-pointed silver spears, etc.

"Being able to create these extraordinary weapons is worthy of being praised by everyone, Master Xie!" Feng Qingge didn't flatter her. She had read the books in this world and knew that forging weapons was not easy and would consume her own blood. What's more terrible is the need for the flame of life, there are not many blacksmiths, and there are very few forging talents.

The weapons here, looking at the entire Yun Nation, are all heaven-defying existences! It is equivalent to the impoverished areas of Africa, like ten atomic bombs, there is no comparison at all.

Seeing Feng Qingge's sincere words, Master Xie also showed a smile and continued: "The weapons here are all made by me, but the ten in front are my most proud works so far. Unfortunately, they are not the best. "

"The best weapon is always the next one. These ten weapons are all good, but it also depends on who is using it. If the gun-wielding sword is used, even if it is a divine weapon, it is just a waste." Feng Qinggeqian He smiled, but he didn't pay too much attention to the weapons above.

She now thinks that Master Xie can help her create her own Xuanji knife. That set of props, whether it's killing people or cooking, is her favorite. Already used to their feeling, Feng Qingge would not change weapons at will.

For example, a fire stick, even if there is a spirit in it, she is too lazy to use it, because she is not used to it.

"Oh? What the girl said is good. You can choose any weapon here." Master Xie said with a smile. If this sentence was said, others would be shocked. After all, a weapon here requires thousands of taels of gold to move, which is not something ordinary people can afford.

She opened her mouth, Feng Qingge drooped her head, but she still didn't say let Master Xie build a weapon for her. I just feel that there is a familiar atmosphere here, but I can't remember it for a while.

Dragging her chin, Feng Qingge stood in the center of the room in confusion, looking at the weapons in all directions, she frowned slightly, and in her mind, a familiar voice seemed to be calling for her arrival.

No, this breath is...

Even if she was reborn through time, even if her life came back, she would never forget that feeling. Life and death, battles in the arena, accompanied by her every year... Could it be, it must be!

The starlight in the black eyes flickered, Feng Qingge hardly hesitated, and the fat body stepped forward, looking at the dark corner.

At the same time, Master Xie's heart trembled, and he did not expect that Feng Qingge had discovered the weapon in the first place!

"Be careful!" With a big change in his face, Master Xie quickly reprimanded.

However, it was already too late, Feng Qingge stepped out and pressed her slender hand towards the corner.

A silvery white light suddenly appeared, but she saw a short knife as long as a small arm fell into her hand. The handle made of wood was engraved with strange patterns, and the knife did not know what material it was made of. , flashing silver light after being pulled out, there are other characters that cannot be understood on the knife body.

It's like, something born with a curse!

"Put it down, this is that waste, the baby! Be careful, it will backfire!" Master Xie involuntarily took a breath, and his scalp was numb.