Updated: 2012-08-23

If you slowly take the black sword, when the sword called Yuzang falls into Jiru's hand, a trace of golden light suddenly flashes, and then disappears quickly. If you have a wonderful eye, only the person who has loved and has accompanied countless days and nights can feel the changes and charm of this black sword.

"The God of Craftsmanship, the God of Craftsmanship." At this moment, he was unable to speak and did not know how to express it.

"No need to say more, as long as you understand it, treat it well." The craftsman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then said contemptuously: "Don't be like some people, know everything, think that you can be arrogant to the world with a good weapon." The words were obviously said to the civilized man who just held up the Seven Star Dragon Abyss.

Civilized people smiled and showed a smirk.

"My craftsman, I'm sorry." May I suddenly speak.

The craftsman was stunned and looked at the slightest inexplicably.

"We were just acting just now. Civilized people are stimulating you, like letting you create peerless magic weapons. The stimulation of magic weapons breaking through the ground is too great for me." If he said panic.

"You, you, ah, haha, ah, haha." The smile of the craftsman was filled with countless emotions.

"Aren't the magic craftsman crazy?" The civilized man looked at the crazy state of the craftsman, and asked blankly.

"Boy, I have said it 18,000 times. My name is Marshal God, but I am not a God Craftsman. If you can't say it well, you thought I was a God-stick." Marshal God roared angrily.

"Hey, the craftsman knows how to joke." Jiyan suddenly said.

"Boss, he was taken apart by us." The civilized man still smiled wickedly, and did not change his tone at all because of the angry God of Craftsmanship.

"Damn it, I'm convinced you little bastards. Don't come to me except to send gems. I hate you." The craftsman said helplessly, and then burst into laughter inexplicably, laughing freely and wildly.

The smoke slowly walked over, then waved his palms at the craftsman. After a crisp sound, the two of them held their hands tightly together, and then the other four big hands gathered over, and then the four men hugged each other tightly.

"You guys, my life has become rich and colorful with you." After a long time, everyone finally separated, and the craftsman said with emotion.

"Life should be like this." Ji Yan smiled.

"Smoke of gunpowder, remember, no matter what kind of magic weapon I break through the ground, my craftsman is here to swear that I will definitely bring you all the peerless magic weapon that suits you through my own efforts." The craftsman's tone was full of firmness, and his eyes were flashing with a light that belonged only to him, which was the unique spirit of a weapon refiner.

"Okay, don't be so sentimental, charlatan, oh no, scholar, oh, what's your name? Old guy, see if my weapon can be strengthened or strengthened." The civilized man asked carelessly with the seven-star Dragon Abyss Sword.

This time, the craftsman was surprisingly unhappy and slowly took over the sword of the civilized man. At that moment, he was so serious and steady that even civilized man was deeply infected by this atmosphere. His naughty attitude was wiped out, and he didn't even dare to breathe too much.

"This is indeed a good sword. I am like, I can easily drop these seven stars in my hands and use sluts to sharpen this dragon. Then this sword will definitely fall out of the top ten magical swords, or even become worthless. I believe I have this ability, but I need a lot of time to do this challenging work. I won't keep you and see you off." The craftsman said word by word, extremely serious.

"Damn it, old guy, I'm going to give me a weapon. I was wrong, can't it be okay?" the civilized man roared with blood flowing from his nostrils.

"It seems that you can't pretend to be able to break up." The craftsman said coldly, then laughed unrestrainedly, and anxiously with the smoke of gunpowder and the if, only civilized people were crying and watching the craftsman play with his seven-star dragon abyss.

The snow in Bingfeng Valley began to drizzle again, still so white, so beautiful, everything was so quiet and so freehand. Only the occasional sound of iron-thundering from the frozen thatched cottage made the ice wind valley more angry.

Junlie Mountain, one of the thousands of mountains in the Miracle Continent, at the foot of Junlie Mountain, thousands of horses are boiling!!! Countless miracle children rushed to this place where the legendary magical weapons broke through the ground.

[Brothers of Four Seas] Sima Canghai has already led many allies to the top of Junlie Mountain and made the gesture of his master. It is no wonder that most players who received this news from the miracle have learned such an important thing because they learned about such an important thing from the mouth of [Brothers of Four Seas]. For a time, [Brothers of Four Seas] have become famous, far surpassing the [Orchid Villa] that had just appeared in a hurry not long ago.

At this moment, two people were standing beside Sima Canghai, a calm middle-aged man, a brave and heroic boy, and they watched the unprecedented grand occasion on Junlie Mountain with Sima Canghai.

"Jiu Ming, how many people have come to the appointment now." Sima Canghai asked.

"Return to the host, the three major war alliances gathered here, and all the three major families have arrived. The Sichuan Emperor has set out on the way, and the flower from the north is also coming." Jue Ming said word by word.

Sima Canghai nodded, Ling Wuming smiled slightly and said, "The boss has a great face. This magical weapon club is far more people than the love flower club."

"Mr. Wuming was joking. What's the name in Sima? It's just that smart people do smart things. They are not for me, Sima, but for the divine weapon that broke the ground." Sima Canghai said modestly, but in a certain aspect it is just a fact. Since you want to fight for the world, you should put your position clearly. Sima understands this very well.

"I just don't know if those four people will come back." Sima Canghai murmured to himself.

"Who is the boss referring to? He can make the boss care about this." Ling Wuming obviously didn't understand that so many experts had already come, and who could make Sima Canghai have such an expression, and there were still four.

"The exquisite Xia Rulie, the devil Jade Rakshasa, controls the smoke of gunpowder in the north, as light as water orchids." Sima Canghai said lightly, as if these four people were more important than anyone on Junlie Mountain. That was because Sima Canghai could not guess any of them, and only those who could not guess were the most terrifying people, especially his enemies.

Ling Wuming looked at Sima Canghai with great rigor. It was not until this moment that he truly realized why this man was able to establish such a big foundation and why did he dare to compete for the world? Is it just because he could bet? Then the bet this time was too big.

The wind began to blow slowly, but it could not blow away the hot air of Junlie Mountain no matter what. If I were given another chance, if the magic weapon had not broken through the ground here, Sima Canghai would never have come to this place. Junlie, Junlie, is really not a good name.

"Are you the three heroes of Mobei who are coming to the Divine Soldier Association?" At the foot of Junlie Mountain, above the official road, three men dressed in strange ways were blocked by another man in black.

"I'm just right, what are you? Let me dodge you. Don't delay my trip. Miss the magic weapon breaking the ground. Can you take responsibility?" Among the three, one of the three, a man named Pumpkin spoke first, and said arrogantly.

"I'm sorry, someone has made a big fortune and will kill you three. It seems that you have no chance to go up Junlie Mountain this time." The man in black said coldly. The sword in his hand had been drawn out at some point. It was an iron sword without any sharpness, but it had a bright red color. It was taken over by blood all year round. Of course, the blood must be the freshest blood. Where can there be the freshest blood, only the dead.

"Huahong? [Orchid Villa] is gone, and there is a killer organization. What are you kidding? Brother, if you have nothing to do, hurry up and go home and take a shower and go to bed. Don't embarrass you here." Pumpkin said sarcastically.

The man didn't say another word, because the seemingly embarrassing sword in his hand had already been moved, and he couldn't stop this movement. This movement was destined to drink blood, without cold light, without sword edge, only the sound of a head falling to the ground. When the three people completely disappeared, the man said lightly: "There is no [Orchid Villa], which does not mean there is no killer organization. [Leaf] officially appears today, and the killer will reappear miracle."

A piece of snow-capped leaves in the snowy mountains fell on the bodies of the three of them, making them particularly eye-catching.

At the foot of Junlie Mountain, he stared at the snow leaf with great clarity, and then fell down unwillingly. He was the first person to see the snow leaf before his death, but he could not escape death. It didn't matter when he saw it. What's important is that the leaf is not afraid of being seen by others.

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