Chapter 442
Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 442
Kill Lei Guangming? Qian Jin confessed to the past, and the Vice-president of the Blacksmith Union returned to the arms of the Stars to tell Fatty Luo Lin how tyrannical he was.
However, how would Mr. Yunxing Huisheng feel after one kick? Qian Jin stared at Lei Guangming silently, closed his eyes, took slow deep breaths, and said in a very heavy tone: "Lei Guangming, you should be glad that you are Master Yunxing's discipline. This time, I will not kill you. However, absolutely not. Next time."
Jun Wudao slowly nodded and laughed with satisfaction, murder? It's a very simple thing. As soon as the hand is raised, the knife is dropped, and the head is dropped. For Fighter, this kind of thing is really nothing.
If Lei Guangming really died this time, Yunxing Huisheng would still be very sad to lose a discipline he had taught for many years. Such a Forge Master would be mentally beaten, and perhaps his body would collapse very quickly and die. very soon.
In that case, Qian Jin didn't kill Lei Guangming, but the Blacksmith worker President Yunxing Huisheng who was kind to him and sent him to the Yonglu Blacksmith Union throne.
Mature! Jun Wudao is satisfied that he has seen a nephew who is starting to really mature.
"second uncle." Qian Jin walked towards Jun Wudao: "Lend me a few people, some people with battle strength. In the future, I will stare at Lei Guangming every hour of the day. I won't kill him, nor can I Don't pay attention to him at all."
"Okay! No problem." Jun Wudao smiled, thinking of reminding Qian Jin later, did he find a few people to keep staring at Lei Guangming, didn't expect This nephew of my own has already thought of the same question.
Lei Guangming sat in his own urine pile, staring blankly at the corpses of Assassin sent by the Lei Family, muttering to himself: "Lei Family, it will become history..."
"great uncle." Qian Jin walked towards Mogo Woxon: "Lei Family, I can't stay."
Reed York stepped forward and looked at Qian Jin and raised his right hand index finger: "One This is a soul weapon that suits me."
"Qian Jinp>" OK: "It's just that my current forging success may be a little low, it will take a while."
Reed York excited nodded, has a soul weapon! It's finally time to enter Saint! Although it would take a while, Qian Jin did agree."I said Qian Jin..." Mogo Woxon's pair of big eyes, like a shy big girl on a blind date, kept peeking at the war axe soul on the ground not far away weapon .
Qian Jin sighed: "I'll keep it for you..."
...
Mogo Woxon didn't mean to move his footsteps, his eyes were still on the soul weapon .
"Hey..." Qian Jin raised his aching arm and waved it twice: "I'll call the shots and send it to you. You can take it first..."
Mogo Woxon's hands Ten fingers are crossed in front of him, and he still doesn't move his footsteps, still looking at the soul weapon with his eyes.
"great uncle, don't you want me to help you wash your edge now?"
"This..." Mogo Woxon said shyly: "If you If I have time, of course now is..."
"Now?" Qian Jin looked down at a severely fractured left arm that was almost deformed, and a fractured right arm that was still painful after moving. The gaze shifted back to Mogo Woxon's face.
"This..." Mogo Woxon's cheeks were flushed, and his big hands were awkwardly scratching the back of his head: "hē hē...in a few days, in a few days...actually, neither am I. So anxious..."
Qian Jin sighed, although this great uncle normally looks rough on the outside, he is actually very delicate on the inside, but today is so anxious and misguided, it can be seen that the difficulty of this Enter Saint for the Ordinary Fighter is How attractive.
Reed York's eyes will look at soul weapon war axe for a while, and Mogo Woxon for a while. He has not seen much of this Honglu War Fort President and his Honglu for so many years. War Fort, today is the first time I feel envy and jealousy from my heart. For the first time, I have an impulsive idea of wanting to change my identity with the other party.
How about City Lord? What about Yonglu's biggest influence chief? In front of Enter Saint, all of this is complete scum! Not the slightest value!
Enter Saint, like a huge gate, has blocked the Ordinary Fighter's access to the Holy Road for so many years, and was directly blown away by a young man!
His worth, in the eyes of the Bloodline Fighter, may be nothing. But in the eyes of ordinary Fighter, especially in the eyes of Ordinary Fighter who have trained Battle Soul to a certain height, there is no difference with God of the Stars, which only exists in the legend.
Envy! Reed York felt envious that his eyeballs were about to fall out. Mogo Woxon, such an ugly Fatty, might enter Saint in front of me.
"Who's going to die? Yunxing Huisheng, isn't that Old Guy? Even the City Lord sent someone to invite him? Don't you know how precious Father's time is? A very profound potion field! Profound, do you understand? If, let me know, is a person with little weight, Father will directly poison to death him! Dare to waste Father's time!"
The ruins Not far from the yard, there was an extremely irritable spit sound that floated over the courtyard wall into the ears of everyone. He was only about 1.7 meters tall and weighed more than 200 kilograms. His skin was as fair as a boiled and peeled egg. Big Fatty, wearing a sackcloth grey gown, walked into the yard with a displeased face.
Lili Tott followed with a wry smile, thinking that he was also the Chief of the Big Influence on the Yonglu City side, with a status comparable to that of Yunxing President, how could he be so brutal? Not at all like Mr. Yunxing, who always gives an inexplicable elderly demeanor?
Reed York put away the envy on his face and walked towards the fat old man with a smile on his face. The two influences that Fighter hates to offend are Potionist and Blacksmith, especially the high-level Blacksmith and Blacksmith. Potionist, that is not to be offended casually.
"Siloin President." Reed York stepped forward and greeted with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I heard that you are researching a very promising potential, I shouldn't have bothered you, but this time it really is There is no way. You are the city that claims to be able to pull people back from the arms of Stars and bring people back to the world."
Siloin's face was less irritable, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile of enjoyment, in The unpleasantness of the heart suddenly decreased by a few points. In the whole Yonglu City, how many people can hear the praise of the City Lord? Cool!
"Research is a small potion, just a small potion." Siloin put away the hug and enjoyed it, looked at the sky with blurred eyes, raised his hand and wiped the golden messy hair that was not soft: " The subject of potion is as broad and deep as the ocean, and I only got the level of a drop of water.”
Qian Jin couldn’t help laughing, this Siloin was obviously just pretending to be emotional , from what he really saw on his face, that was the imposing manner of the Father, the first Potionist of the Zhenk Sovereign Dynasty.
"Who is laughing!"
Siloin's blurred eyes instantly became no longer blurred, and the very ruthless rays of light jumped in his pupils, and he was intoxicated by Potionist's Feelings, someone in this world laughed at me?
"Are you laughing?" Siloin stared at Qian Jin with narrowed eyes: "It hurts so badly, how can you still laugh?"
Siloin didn't understand, Fighter saw Potionist will behave like City Lord, why this kid...
"Forget it! You are so seriously injured, I won't bother you with this problem." Siloin waved He waved his hand, as if to sweep away all the unhappy troubles in the air, and looked closely at Qian Jin: "The left arm is fractured to this point? And the right arm... inside the body... You are not dead, nor fainted? "
Dead? Fainted? Qian Jin reluctantly moved his lips twice. It hurts to say that, but it doesn't hurt to the point of fainting, right? Compared to Olara Teacher's new Volcano Potion, this pain is not a big deal.
Siloin looked at Qian Jin in amazement. Many of the Fighters were tough guys. He knew this very well, but with such a serious injury, he was still able to stand without even groaning. Is this kid? Is there a problem with pain?
Qian Jin sniffed hard in the air for a few seconds, frowned and pondered for a few seconds: "Mr. President...I have a few words, I don't know if I should ask, should I say?"
Siloin eyebrows raised, what? Do you want to ask how long it will take me to heal?
"If you want to ask me how long it will take me to heal your injury, then I will tell you. Such a serious injury, I don't even think about it for two months."
Two months! Reed York tsk tsk twice, worthy of Yonglu City's Potion Union President! It only takes two months to recover from such a serious injury?
"I didn't mean to ask this." Qian Jin smiled wryly: "I mean to ask, you will painful firewood grass, snake gall of Double-headed Snake, lion string grass, and thirty years of Iron apricot, firm date fruit that matures once every seven years, and the fish eye of Returning Eye Fish... What do you want to do when these things are put together?"
Reed York looked at the beside in confusion. Everyone else, what the hell is Qian Jin talking about? Why did you read a bunch of potion materials?
Siloin looked like an expert speaking, as if he had been hit by petrification, and his muscles were completely won on his face. With a pair of small eyes, he stared at Qian Jin in a daze, and pushed his fingers subconsciously. The glasses on the bridge of the nose that are thicker than the bottom of a wine bottle.
This...this...how is this possible!
Siloin stared blankly at Qian Jin. He has been in the potion room all the year round, and his body is full of the smell of potion materials. It's just this kid, how could he say it all at once, completely, and experiment with a new potion formula these days?
After years of potion work, hundreds or even thousands of potion material flavors have already entered the clothes. Do you want to distinguish them?
Siloin believes, let alone the good-for-nothing in Guild! Even if you are yourself, you can't do this distinction! This kid...is this kid peeking at my configure new potion?
"Do you want to make a new Strong Bone potion?" Qian Jin frowned at Siloin: "Or do you want to make a Dual Ability potion? It can strengthen bones and increase the efficacy of Clear Eyes at the same time? ” (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)