: Section 31: Don't worry, you are busy
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Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons
- 度寒
- 333 characters
- 2021-03-02 11:18:21
Bai Li Auspicious, this woman who used to make him hate him suddenly gave him a huge surprise.
Even with that charming and charming little face, it didn't look so disgusting.
Xuanyuanyao's voice was a little warmer invisible, "If I pay enough, will you tell me the smelting method?"
He was clever not to talk about the so-called husband-and-wife relationship, but simply exchanged chips from the interest point of view, which could make her heart beat.
No matter what, as long as she can tell, he must have a way to do it. [
"If you want, just ask someone to learn with the blacksmith in my yard, and talk about what is not exchanged." Such a small thing, Lucky doesn't care about it at all.
Iron making is just the smallest part of her weapon making.
"This is serious?" Xuanyuanyao did not expect that the matter would come so easy. A pair of star eyes, staring vigorously and auspiciously, seemed to want to find out her true purpose.
The women from the Baili family would not fail to understand the consequences of such a secret recipe for smelting being put into the hands of political enemies.
Above the Chaoye, his holiday with the Baili family is far from being clear in a few words.
"Of course it's true. Anyway, those are only semi-finished products. I'm going to be useless." Auspicious replied absently. She suddenly thought of a possibility. The inspiration came to a sudden. The key that I couldn't understand before was a breakthrough.
Gu Bu didn't talk nonsense with Xuanyuanyao, she jumped up with black charcoal and returned to her original position to continue writing and calculating.
On several occasions, Lord Yizun wanted to approach the inquiry, but she was pushed away impatiently, "Don't worry, you are busy."
Xuanyuan was stunned.
This time, he focused all his attention on Baili Jixiang.
This woman, lying on the ground with no worries, was absorbed in her own world.
Bright and supple long hair, fluffy like a fog, slanting behind the head, no longer the delicateness of the first sight.