After the creation of the last holy weapon, Shen Yanxiao has roughly understood the reasons for the transformation of the holy weapon. Although no new holy weapon has been created under the supervision of Xiu in the past few days, he has never relaxed his work on the holy weapon. Research.
Creating a holy weapon that can be transformed into a heavy sword has a great relationship with the strength of the rare metals required. Shen Yanxiao took Tang Nazhi around the market for a long time and selected several rare metals with high strength.
Tang Nazhi's tall body stood out among the dwarves and was extremely eye-catching. Many dwarves cast inquiring glances at him.
Several dwarves passed by Shen Yanxiao.
"Do you think the president can bring Mo Moxiao back?"
"I don't know. The president has asked someone to go to the Momo tribe. I wonder if we can find any clues."
"Ah! Why did Mo Moxiao leave so quietly? Our president is so sad."
"Hey, the Alchemist Conference is coming soon, and the president doesn't even have the time to concentrate on dealing with the conference."
Several dwarves wearing the badges of the Pukos Alchemists Guild on their chests walked past Shen Yanxiao, not noticing the dwarves passing by them at all.
Shen Yanxiao's footsteps suddenly stopped. She turned to look at the backs of the alchemists, her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of helplessness appeared in her eyes.
"There is no banquet in the world that never comes to an end." Shen Yanxiao sighed softly.
"Do you know them?" Tang Nazhi looked at the alchemists who were walking away. Shen Yanxiao's mood was a little strange.
"I was from the same alchemist guild as them before." Shen Yanxiao said with a wry smile. Not only the dwarves of the Alchemists of Pukos, but also the group of naughty children in the Wailing Abyss, and the families of the Shenyue Continent were all in Shen Yan An indelible trace was left in Xiao's memories. These encounters and mutual acquaintances will never be forgotten by Shen Yanxiao in his life.
Perhaps her departure would bring them a little sadness, but Shen Yanxiao had to do this.
"Silly girl." Tang Nazhi seemed to have guessed the reason for Shen Yanxiao's sadness. He picked up Shen Yanxiao and let her sit on his shoulders.
"You still have us. We are your strongest backing. No matter what happens, we will never leave you." Tang Nazhi said with a smile. Shen Yanxiao was like a luminous body, constantly attracting people around her. If you look close to her, almost no one will dislike this little girl who cares deeply about her friends.
"Yes, I still have you." A smile finally broke out on Shen Yanxiao's face.
"Then it must be, don't forget, the holy weapon given to me must be better than the one given to Qi Xia and the others!!" Tang Nazhi's rare serious time has ended.
"..." Shen Yanxiao was speechless. She knew that she shouldn't expect too much from this bastard.
The short-term melancholy passed quietly, and Shen Yanxiao and Tang Nazhi continued to search for materials for making holy weapons in the market.
Although the market in the royal capital was not large, it had a wide range of varieties. Shen Yanxiao quickly found all the rare metals he needed and followed Tang Nazhi back to the restaurant.
As soon as he returned to the restaurant, Shen Yanxiao immediately dragged Tang Nazhi into the laboratory.
Classmate Tang Nazhi willingly helped Shen Yanxiao for the sake of his own sacred weapon.
Shen Yanxiao once again activated the multi-functional bracelet on her wrist, and a cluster of blazing flames ignited in her palm.
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