Qian Wenhedao: "This Friday night, I made an appointment with Sun Yan and their 308 girls' dormitory to have a friendship activity, six men and six women are just right, you can't be absent." ”

Sun Yan is a beauty in the music department, and Qian Wenhe is pursuing her.

Luo Xincong in the back leaned over and smiled: "Boss, how could we miss such a good thing? But Wei Dong has a girlfriend, will he have an impact in the past?"

Su Weidong's face changed over there, and he threw the cigarette butt in his hand downstairs.

Mo Huasong hurriedly said: "Wei Dong and Yang Lixian broke up. ”

"It's good to break up, I don't think Yang Lixian is a good person. Qian Wenhedao: "Not long ago, I heard a rich boy say that I was eating out with her. ”

Mu En sat on the bed, and the board let out a pitiful moan. "Boss, for the Friday night party, let's AA system. ”

Sororities such as this kind of boys' and girls' dormitories are generally paid for by boys and free for girls.

Although the students just have a meal and then go to KTV to sing a song, there are 12 people with six men, six women, and a lot of money, at least two or three thousand yuan.

Qian Wenhe raised his head a little angrily when he heard this: "Mu En, do you look down on the boss and me? Isn't it just a few thousand yuan, I can still afford it." ”

Luo Xincong hurriedly echoed: "Yes, the boss is rich, we listen to him." ”

You must know that even if the friendship fee is only 3,000 yuan, the six boys will spread it evenly, and each of them will have to contribute 500 yuan.

Their living expenses are only a few hundred yuan a month, and a sorority party will cost them a month's living expenses, and they can't afford it.

However, Luo Xincong didn't want to miss this opportunity to meet beauties, and it was not bad to be able to get a big deal with Qian Wenhe.

Qian Wenhe was very helpful when he heard Luo Xincong's compliment, and shook his head with satisfaction. "Brothers, it's decided, everyone goes out to eat and sing together on Friday night, and no one is missing. ”

Everyone returned to the bed to rest, Mo Huasong walked to Su Weidong's side, and when he was trying to persuade him, Su Weidong spoke: "Huasong, don't persuade me, I'm fine." The boss is right, it's good to recognize that kind of woman now. ”

Mo Huasong patted Su Weidong's shoulder, didn't say anything more, and went back to bed to rest.

In the middle of the night, Mo Huasong quietly got up, walked out of the balcony outside, and jumped downstairs.

It's late at night, and there's a hint of coolness in the cool breeze getting into your clothes.

The aura here is very lacking, and Mo Huasong wants to go outside to cultivate.

When he arrived in the suburbs, Mo Huasong found a place where there was still a trace of spiritual energy, and sat down to practice the Yin and Yang Technique against the Heavens.

Fortunately, he got some Blue Star Grass in Pangjiazhuang this time, allowing him to refine elixirs such as the Pulp Cleansing Pill.

Mo Huasong took a handful of elixirs, closed his eyes, and the Yin and Yang Technique against the Heavens was running rapidly in his body.

This anti-heaven yin and yang recipe requires a lot of resources, and Mo Huasong has eaten so many elixirs, but it is still not enough.

As the cultivation reached the back, the surrounding aura flew frantically towards Mo Huasong's body. The current Mo Huasong is equivalent to a powerful vacuum cleaner, and all the spiritual energy in the vicinity is absorbed by him.

The grass and trees were withered, as if they were lifeless.

"Whew. Mo Huasong slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The second-layer realm of qi refining was easily cultivated by him.

Even if it is a genius faxer in the cultivation world, it will take a year and a half to go from the first level of qi refining to the second level of qi refining.

But Mo Huasong relied on the elixir he had refined and his previous memories, and directly rushed to the second layer of qi refining.

Yes, Blue Star Grass is Blue Star Grass, which can save me a lot of time.

At this time, a cute little beauty jumped out of the air in front of him, and it was the sword spirit.

"Sword Spirit, are you out?" Mo Huasong looked at the Sword Spirit with joy on his face, and couldn't help asking.

"En, it's still the master, I thought I was going to sleep for three months, but I didn't expect to wake up so soon. The sword spirit spat out its little pink tongue cutely at Mo Huasong.

If it was other men who saw such a lovely beauty of the sword spirit, they would definitely pounce on it all at once.

"Even if you wake up now, you don't have the energy to help me, so you better go to sleep quickly. Mo Huasong knew that the sword spirit would wake up for a while, and then he would fall asleep again.

"People miss their masters, that's why they came out to see you. Sword Spirit's beautiful eyes blinked. "Master, wait for me to regain my strength next time, and then help you deal with those bad guys. ”

With that, the sword spirit disappeared into the air again.

Mo Huasong saw that the sky was about to dawn, so he rushed to the school.

When I passed an ironsmith shop, the door was open and the hardworking blacksmith was already at work.

The sound of "dangdangdang" made Mo Huasong stop moving forward and enter the store.

When the blacksmith saw that someone was watching him in front of him, he stopped his tools. "Young man, do you get up so early to practice?" the blacksmith was about fifty years old, shirtless, and his arms were full of muscles.

Mo Huasong didn't answer the blacksmith, but just asked, "Uncle, are you fighting weapons?"

Mo Huasong saw that the blacksmith was playing a knife, which was already a half-finished product.

The blacksmith shook his head and said, "I don't have the ability to fight weapons, I just fight ordinary knives." ”

Mo Huasong saw some black pig iron underground, so he asked, "Uncle, I want to use your pig iron on the ground to make a knife, and I will give you money." ”

"Can you fight knives?" the blacksmith looked at Mo Huasong in surprise. "Young man, this iron is no joke, there are not a few years of craftsmanship that will hurt you. ”

Mo Huasong didn't say anything more, picked up a tool next to him, and then picked up some pig iron and threw it in the fire.

In his previous life, Mo Huasong was a well-known all-round refining master, and the supreme artifact he created was as powerful as it could be.

Now Mo Huasong thinks that he has no weapon in his hand, so it is better to fight with a knife, and when he fights the enemy in the future, he can solve it directly with a knife, so as not to use force.

Mo Huasong is used to using weapons, and he used to always let the sword spirit do it. Now that the sword spirit has not recovered, he has to refine a gadget by himself first.

It's just a pity that these are just general materials, so I can only put it at that.

The blacksmith saw that Mo Huasong really picked up the knife despite his own dissuasion, and shouted anxiously: "Otherwise, you give me money, and I will help you make a good knife." Although it is not as good as that of the Star Weapon Pavilion, it is also very sharp. ”

But Mo Huasong didn't listen to him, and was still building his own weapons.

After a while, the blacksmith's mouth was wide open enough to fit into a fist.

Because Mo Huasong was fighting faster and faster, those two hands were constantly shuttling like a loom, making him dazzled and unable to see what was going on.

Oh my God, is this a knife? It's like a fast-forward shot on the video screen, ten times faster than a normal person.

In fact, Mo Huasong's methods of refining weapons, how can a person like a blacksmith understand?

It didn't take long for Mo Huasong to stop the tool in his hand and look at a black knife on the iron plate with great dissatisfaction.

The knife was very small, only as long as a nail clipper, and was very inconspicuous.

The blacksmith looked at the knife and asked curiously, "What is this, young man?"

The blacksmith thought that Mo Huasong was a master of iron, and the knife he made must be very good.

But can this black knife be a good knife? It's just a child's plaything.