The women in the surrounding stands suddenly took a breath of air-conditioning.
Slowly reaching out, Feng Yun gently hooked his fingers at Huofeng on the side.
Huofeng immediately walked out of the queue, stood in the arena, and said loudly: "My little master said, since it is a show of talent.
Then he will show everyone a gadget he makes on a daily basis."
After speaking lightly, Huofeng waved his hand, and something came out of his space necklace and landed heavily on the arena.[
Huofeng turned around, ignored everyone's curious eyes, and returned to the team.
Hundreds of thousands of people in the Jade Palace immediately looked at the gadget mentioned by the ancient bereaved.
A dark iron tool with two wheels and a long tube on top of the wheels.
The workmanship looks very rough and weird, and there is nothing distinctive about it.
"What does this mean? Is this ancient relic demonstrating his blacksmithing skills?"
After a brief silence, Murong Xing, who was closest, lowered his voice and spoke to Feng Motian beside him.
Feng Motian shook his head and also lowered his voice: "No way."
If their relationship had this characteristic, it would be really embarrassing for them.
Everyone is studying it, including the two emperors on the high platform.
"I don't see anything special." Feng Yunao shook his head with his hand on his chin.
"It's just a piece of iron." Qian Yeli was sure.
Emperor Mu among them did not speak, and looked at Fengyun with narrowed eyes.
She actually dared to attend this conference for him, which was called an exchange, but was actually a marriage-recruitment conference, and she even made such a shabby thing. Is she deliberately trying to ruin his situation?
In the silent arena, there was a humming sound, and everyone was talking about it.
No one knows what this is.
However, if there is someone here who comes from the same place as Fengyun, then he can see that this piece of scrap metal is actually the red cannon that was so powerful in the Kangxi era.
"It seems that no one understands the secret, let alone Feng Yang or Lin Qiong." Seeing this, Feng Yun, who was leaning on the golden lion with an evil look on his face, smiled lazily and snapped his fingers towards the stands.
With a snap of his fingers, two figures immediately jumped down from the stands and walked toward the arena.