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Chapter 207: Hit the muzzle!

Ling Xiyue lowered her eyes, glanced at the drawing that had a corner rolled away by the flames, and retracted her hand with a faint smile.

"My baby, my baby." The old craftsman had quick eyes and quick hands. He took the opportunity to pull the drawing back, and said incoherently with pain, "You doll! How can you be so careless? This thing is a unique one!

"

In my heartache, I forgot everything, and I couldn't care less about the identity of the person in front of me.

For a person like him, such a thing is a priceless treasure that cannot be exchanged for a thousand dollars.

Ling Xiyue, who was scolded, smiled instead of being annoyed, and gave the little guy next to her a look, "Xiao'an, you go out and play for a while, try the Bailian Lock in your hand, if there is any problem, I can adjust it."

Murong Nun, who was not very thoughtful, naturally nodded quickly when he heard this.

He excitedly danced the thing in his hand and said happily, "Then I'll try it first!"

"Yes." Ling Xiyue said smoothly, "Call two guards to help you try it first, be careful."

"okay!"

The little guy jumped outside.

Murong An was pushed away, but the old craftsman didn't care about anything else at all. He was still chattering and blaming Ling Xiyue for wasting all the natural resources.

"It's just a broken picture." Ling Xiyue said with a slight curl of her red lips, "I can let you get more design drawings, complete ones..." She stressed, her voice slowed down, "I just don't know, Master, you

Not interested."

"You are just talking nonsense, do you know where these things come from?" The old craftsman didn't take it seriously, and he didn't take it seriously. He didn't think about it at all. He still trembled with his hands and stroked the wrinkled drawing over and over again.

"I know." Ling Xiyue also replied casually.

The old craftsman didn't even raise his head, and said angrily, "Where is it!"

Ling Xiyue crossed her arms around her chest, leaned against the wooden platform behind her, and crossed her slender legs leisurely, "Shenji Pavilion."

The old craftsman's caressing movement suddenly stopped, the light in his cloudy old eyes flashed away, and he turned to face away, "I don't know what you are talking about."

He is still a confused, ordinary old man.

Still pretending...

The curvature of the corner of Ling Xiyue's mouth became more and more elegant and charming. She picked up an iron rod and knocked it on the wooden frame next to her. The sound of a rotating stone mill sounded, the mechanism opened, and a large number of broken parts quickly fell out.

"Hey!" The old craftsman rushed to catch it.

He had collected treasures for several years, and when they fell to the ground like this, he wanted to die!

"Oh..." Ling Xiyue looked at it, her tone was full of ridicule, and her exclamation could not be heard to be true or false, "It's quite a lot."

The old craftsman hurriedly pocketed a bunch of parts. He was so unsure that he was about to cry. "You girl, what on earth do you want to do?"

How did he get into trouble with such a master?

You must have sharp eyes, you can see such a secret mechanism!

"You didn't come through the formal channels." Ling Xiyue smiled at him.

The old craftsman was startled, and the pair of eyes between his gray eyebrows flickered uncertainly.

"Let me see..." Ling Xiyue looked at the pile of objects in his hand, "Lancet, bone-eating nail, plum blossom concentric dart..." xdw8

They are all hidden weapons produced by Shenji Pavilion, but they are not the ones sold in the market, but semi-finished products. To put it bluntly, they flow out from Shenji Pavilion. They are sold on the black market and are sold specifically to those who study Shenji Pavilion weapons.

Peers.

Some time ago, the Shenji Pavilion's report mentioned that something went wrong down there, which resulted in many forged weapons being circulated on the market.

Using the name Shenji Pavilion, it is actually just a high imitation and fake product.

To put it simply, this is an infringement!

"The master's connections are really broad." Ling Xiyue praised.

"I, I..." After being exposed, the old craftsman lost his confidence inexplicably. He held a bunch of treasures in his hands, but his tone was subconsciously higher, "I like the weapons of Shenji Pavilion. I bought some for research. No.

May I."

Ling Xiyue smiled and said, "Yes, why not."

The semi-finished products of Shenji Pavilion leaked out. It was due to her internal reasons. There must be moths. What does it have to do with others?

It's just that the tone sounds so bad and has bad intentions.

"That's wrong..." The old craftsman suddenly realized something and became angry all of a sudden. He didn't care about collision or not, "You girl, why do you have such a questioning tone? What does it have to do with you!"

Yes, what the hell is he guilty of?

She is not from Shenji Pavilion!

People from Shenji Pavilion...

Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed through the old craftsman's mind, and he raised his head suddenly.

When he bumped into Ling Xiyue's still smiling face, the fire around him was burning, but a little coldness slowly began to creep up on the soles of his feet.

When Empress Dowager Ma and her group of envoys came back, they said that the black bow was easily pulled open by Ling Xiyue of the Protector's Mansion, who is now the queen. At that time, Empress Dowager Ma blamed him, and he was almost

Heads fell to the ground.

The Tianlin mission has not yet left this time. King Gang called this girl Ling...sister!

"You, are you Queen Tianlin?" The old craftsman glared at Ling Xiyue.

Ling Xiyue tilted her head slightly, noncommittal.

So smart...

She still didn't miss it.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. As one of the top weapon refiners in the royal family, he has never seen people in high positions. How could he be frightened by Ling Xiyue's identity? What made him panic was something else...

Thinking of this, the old craftsman took a step back uncontrollably.

If you are not a master of weapon refining and understand the design of that black bow, how would you know how to open the lock in the dark?

Although there is no such thing on the market, the hidden weapon in Lord Gang's hand is so ingenious that only the Shenji Pavilion can make it. Looking at the skillful way she just repaired the hidden weapon, and the fact that she knows all the blueprints and equipment in his hand...

She is definitely a member of Shenji Pavilion!

And the majestic Queen Tianlin, in the Shenji Pavilion, is it possible that she is just a little person?

Either the top leader, or the core soul figure, the person behind Xiang Yitian's willingness to come out for her, the designer of the ten magic weapons of Shenji Pavilion!

OMG…

It’s actually a little girl!

It has to be said that this old craftsman is still a person, and he quickly guessed Ling Xiyue's identity.

Ling Xiyue stared at the colorful and changing expressions on his face, remaining calm and still smiling slightly.

What's even scarier is...

He actually bumped into someone and went up to the muzzle.

At this moment, the old craftsman really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

That's right. No wonder she had that strange expression when she saw the drawing in her hand just now.

Privately trading the things inside the Shenji Pavilion would not be exposed to the light. Now it is better not only to be exposed to the light, but also to directly offer it with both hands and send it to the real designer from whom it was stolen.

"This, this, old man, I..." He was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands or what to call him, "Heh...hehe..."

Facing Ling Xiyue's pair of black eyes that seemed to see through everything, she could only laugh again and again.

Ling Xiyue also laughed "haha", but it made people feel more and more panicked.

In fact, Ling Xiyue is a god-like existence to the craftsman profession, just like the emperor is to the court officials, and is the true king in the hearts of all craftsmen in the world.

This old craftsman was no exception, but the way they met was really awkward, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

"Why are you looking like this..." Ling Xiyue stood up, walked over, and said with a smile, "I don't eat people."


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