Chapter 3809

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

This little girl is really

He almost believed it.

Feng dance is so speechless

She is really good at refining utensils. Although she doesn't have many hands-on opportunities, her theoretical knowledge is really solid.

Since they are like this, that Feng dance also does not ask for trouble, show hands way: "anyway you don't regret on the line."

Huyan Yichen laughed: "you girl talk really funny, like a little adult."

Feng dance show hands.

"Well, I finally got a piece of blood. I don't need to ask you, hum." Huyan Yi makes faces at Feng dance in the morning.

Feng dance did not have time to pay attention to him.

Both Huyan Yichen and Huyan old man are busy with their own work.

One is the extreme Yang xuancha, half step Saint level.

One is the flamethrower, holy level.

Feng dance's eyes fell on the scrap iron in the corner again

Huyan Yichen glanced at Feng Dance: "do you like it so much? Why don't you like it

Feng Dance: "isn't this your disgrace pillar? Are you sure you don't want it? "

Huyan Yichen's forehead was pricked with blue veins. He said, "I don't want to pay attention to you!"

Feng dance chuckles.

At the moment, Huyan Yicheng didn't occupy the working table, so Fengwu really picked up the three pieces of dark iron and put them into the furnace to refine.

Huyan Yichen can only smile and shake his head when he sees that she is acting like a real thing.

Refining tools is a course that looks at both talent and qualification. The girl has neither talent nor qualification But let her play casually, just as a little girl playing with mud. Hu Yan Yichen thinks in her mind.

At the moment, Feng dance didn't want to expose her aura before she met elder martial brother Huyan, but now she needs the arm of admonition to protect herself.

Huyan Yichen, who is complacent about his half step weapon, glances at Feng Wu and shows off in front of the old man Huyan.

"Grandfather, grandfather, what do you think of my Jiyang xuancha?"

Old man Huyan looked at Huyan Yichen with admiration.

His grandson has been able to refine a half step Saint level weapon at a young age. With such strength, he can hold up half a small weapon shop. Even if he dies, he can die in peace.

However, although he was always comforted in his heart, he was still deliberately rigid and said faintly: "it's hard to get into the eyes, and we need to work harder and be good at it! At your age, your ancestor has already been able to refine the holy level, but you have refined it many times, and you have been lucky to refine one and a half step holy level. You are far away from your ancestor, you know? "

Huyan Yichen was taught modestly and said he knew it.

The little tail that just cocked up was photographed by old man Huyan in such a short time.

He was a little tired of it, with a sense of loss.

At this time, Feng dance waved to Huyan Yichen: "Hello, you come here, you come here."

Huyan Yichen raised his feet and walked over, not in a good mood: "why?"

Feng Dance: "I'll teach you to refine a half step divine weapon."

Hiss

Huyan Yicheng looks at Feng dance with the same eyes as the mentally retarded.

Feng dance serious face: "I did not joke with you."

Huyan Yicheng said:

Feng Dance: "you help me forge iron, you will know when you come back."

Huyan Yichen has some headache. She looks at the little girl. Ah, forget it. She doesn't look back if she doesn't hit the south wall. Let's see how she wants to play.

Next, Huyan Yichen was instructed by Feng dance to turn around.

Let him add iron powder, let him explode, and let him cool down

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