Master Rongyang looked at Feng Wu bitterly: "The refining room is indeed unavailable for a while, and ..."
Master Rongyang shook his head: "Long -scale gold refining failed, and the old man has never figured it out. This is really ... you can't immediately invest in the refining of the new weapon, but-"
Master Rongyang looked at Feng Wu slightly with guilt: "But little girl, you can wipe it out, it is better to do it ..."
Master Rongyang proposed: "In the private treasure house of the old man, there are boutique weapons. You choose to choose one by one, how about?"
Produced by Master Rongyang must be a boutique. However, what Feng Wu needs to match her star meteorite method, not other weapons can replace it.
Feng Wu smiled and shook his head: "This matter, I'm afraid it won't work."
Zuo Qingyu sneered secretly in his heart, Feng Wu, Feng Wu, don't think that Master Rongyang is polite to you now, you can do whatever you want, you need to know ... Even if Master Rongyang wants to agree, he can't do it!
but--
Feng Wu smiled lightly: "Master Rongyang, if I have a way to help you solve the problem in the process of refining the dragon -scale gold dagger?"
Master Rongyang looked at Feng Wu silently.
He didn't know where the reason for the failure was, how could this girl know?
Not only did Master Rongyang do not believe it, but others also shook their heads and whispered.
"This phoenix dance, why don't she know what to accept when I see it?"
"Her cowhide blows down again, but it will be blown up."
"Master Rongyang still missed her, but if she did it like this, all the kindness disappeared."
Even the old housekeeper continued to make Fengwu wink at this moment, implying that she would accept it when he saw it.
However, Feng Wu's little body stood there, and she didn't move like a pine. She looked at Master Rongyang with a smile and said nothing, waiting for Master Rongyang to reply.
Master Rongyang originally thought that Fengwu was joking, but seeing her look now, how can there be a half -separate joke?
His old man was in contemplation.
Seeing Master Rongyang hesitated, Zuo Qingyu was a little anxious: "Master Rongyang, this matter ..."
Feng Wu looked at Zuo Qingyu with a smile: "Do you think I will succeed, right?"
"How is it possible!" Zuo Qingyu sneered!
Feng Wu laughs: "So, let's play a bet?"
Zuo Qingyu frowned; "What do you want to bet?"
Feng Wu glanced at the failed product of the dragon -scale gold dagger who was held by Zuo Qingyu, and smiled slightly: "If I can't help Master Rongyang solve this problem, I promise you one thing, everything can be done!"
Zuo Qingyu just felt a bright look: "Everything can be done? What if I let you commit suicide?!"
Feng Wu stood there, his expression was so indifferent: "Then I can only commit suicide."
"Little Wu!" Chaoge hurriedly pulled Feng Wu, his face was full of worry.
Feng Wu smiled slightly and said to Zuo Qingyu: "You want to let me commit suicide, then I will do my best."
This statement is too seductive. Zuo Qingyu can't restrain her inner excitement. She stared at Feng Wu: "If I lose?"
Feng Wu pointed to the dragon scales in Zuo Qingyu's hands: "If you lose, give me this abandoned failure product."
One is the life of Fengwu, and the other is the abandoned dragon scale gold ... Everyone knows how to choose.
The crowds of the crowds were discussing, and they all felt that Feng Wu lost this time ...