: Section 71: Prodigal Son

"These things are not as good as your sword, I don't want it." Her remarks were receptive, and it was a bit unpleasant to hear Xuanyuanyao's ears.
The stuff in this warehouse was prepared for his most proud tiger and wolf teacher, which cost a lot of money and was made by craftsmen.
How to get to the auspicious eyes, it became worthless garbage.
However, at the thought of his last encounter with Chiyou Shenjian, Xuanyuan Yao's uneasiness slowly returned to calm.
Perhaps, his little coquette is really indifferent to these things. [
If there is a day, she can do everything for him, maybe the weapon in the soldier’s hand can be replaced with the material of the short blade that is irony and muddy on her body. At that time, no matter who he is fighting with, she will be able to be surprised. Win.
The blood in his body was boiling and boiling, and Long Guangguo's ambition to dominate the world renewed. For a long time, he could only suppress it with silence and return to peace.
After a big circle, Auspicious finally found what they wanted, all of which were some spare storage ore, I do not know what year and month were left, and gray outburst piled up in one place.
"My lord, I want... I want this." Something that others don't look at, is a good thing in her eyes. She was still worried that the mining level of ancient mines would not reach the standard after a thousand years. Now it seems that she Still too worried.
Be patient, you can still find it.
"These are all scraps left over when iron ore is refined. Perhaps they were placed in a relatively biased place, so I forgot to clean them up. What are you going to do with them?" His little coquette always does some strange things that are hard to understand. .
"Throw it away?" Jixiang raised the volume by three points. "Who advocates throwing away these precious rare ores? Really a prodigal son."
Xuanyuan touched the tip of his nose remotely, and didn't answer.