The prince felt a heavy feeling in his heart, and his face instantly turned pale. He knew that Yu Wenyi had taken action against him, and he had never been Yu Wenyi's opponent.
But the prince still suppressed himself and replied calmly, "That must be your misunderstanding, my dear brother. If I care about them very much, it must be after they hurt Princess Yi. I was just angry. Someone
Dare to hurt Princess Yi!"
"Really? So, my brother wants to thank the emperor for his kindness?" Yu Wenyi lay half lazily, his voice was slightly lazy, but more sharp, like a sword that had just been unsheathed, with murderous intent.
Overflowing.
Not to mention the prince, even the palace attendants who were carrying the sedan felt like they were walking on thin ice. They felt a heavy depression in their hearts. The pressure almost squeezed the heart out of their abdomen, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on their foreheads.
Yu Wenyi had already sensed the prince's strangeness, but he pretended not to know and spoke slowly, "Actually, Brother Chen is very easy to talk to and usually doesn't lose his temper. But the premise is that Ling Yue is not harmed, otherwise
, Brother Chen can’t control himself anymore, alas, I have a tendency to repay my flaws, and it seems I can’t change them in my lifetime!”
The last sentence sounds like a sigh, but it is actually a threat to those who dare to hurt Nangong Lingyue. If anyone hurts Nangong Lingyue, he, Yu Wenyi, will find them and cut them into pieces even if they are in poverty.
part!
The prince didn't say anything else, he just urged the palace people to quickly go to Yuanhe Palace, not wanting to stay with Yu Wenyi for a moment.
He had never seen Yu Wenyi like this before. His whole body exuded a violent aura that was frightening and frightening, making the prince, who was already weak-tempered, forget even Yu Wenyi's rudeness towards him.
, just want to leave him quickly.
In fact, this is not surprising to the prince, because when Yu Wenyi spoke, he deliberately showed off his own strength. The unparalleled Martial Saint aura was naturally not something that the prince, a tenth-level warrior, could match. He was not frightened.
It's already pretty good if you piss your ass off.
Fortunately, the palace attendant who carried the sedan chair was also a rare expert, otherwise the prince would have been in great disgrace today.
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"On the Shenwu Continent, weapon refiners can be divided into ten levels from one to ten. Levels one to three are called junior weapon refiners, levels four to eight are called intermediate weapon refiners, and levels nine to ten are called intermediate weapon refiners.
It is a senior weapon refiner. And if the senior weapon refiner is higher up, it is a weapon refiner master. The weapon refiner master is also divided into levels from one to ten. The higher the level, the greater the success rate of the weapons being refined. At the same time,
The weapons you refine are better too!
Therefore, the weapons refined by Jiu Jue have different performances and applications. Weapons are also divided into levels one to ten. Among them, levels one to three are ordinary illusions, levels four to eight are spiritual level illusions, and levels nine to ten are
The first-grade weapons are holy-level phantom weapons, while the weapons refined by the weapon-refining master are divine weapons, and the divine weapons are divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower grades..."
After Bai Buwei carefully introduced the basic knowledge about the weapon refiner to Nangong Lingyue, he threw her a piece of stuff that was half a meter long, half a meter wide, and thick as a palm.
Nangong Lingyue looked at the heavy black thing in front of her and reached out to touch it. The tentacles were a little rough and the surface was not smooth. She asked in confusion: "What is this?"
When Bai Buwei heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "Lingyue girl, are you from another world? You don't even know Wu Xin Tie, the most common weapon refining equipment! Humph!"