Looking at the pile of dark iron scrapped for the 99th time in the vessel, Lin Jiaoyang was silent.

She also felt that she would definitely be able to learn, who knows, she can't do anything other than refining the dark iron.

She may be more suitable for striking iron than refining.

Yi Ming reached out to Lin Jiaoyang and rubbed his forehead understandingly: "Don't worry, take your time, there should be no shortage of these materials for the dwarf race." ”

As he said this, he glanced at the Fire Yuan Patriarch who was studying the bomber on the side.

Huo Yuan wiped his forehead and said with a dry smile: "Yes, Miss Lin, you can take your time, we have a lot of Xuantie." ”

Lin Jiaoyang frowned, she wanted to take her time, but from theory to practice, she tried countless times, and Xuantie finally became a pile of garbage.

It's so angry.

"No, let's study the bomber together. Lin Jiaoyang pushed away the utensils in front of him with a palm and walked towards Huo Yuan and the others.

"Don't don't, Miss Lin, just look at it, the process of this thing is very complicated, I'm afraid it will take some time to officially refine, and the refining room can't accommodate this thing at all." ”

Huo Yuan hurriedly waved his hand, for fear that Lin Jiaoyang would disrupt the process they had finally prepared.

Lin Jiaoyang blinked, turned around, and looked at the friends who were still fighting separately.

Even Qi Yan can make a decent appearance, at least not a pile of scrap metal, only she... You can't refine a single hair.

Thinking of this, Lin Jiaoyang suddenly felt sad, she had been on the mainland for so long, and she had never encountered such a situation.

Picking up a refined AK on the table, Lin Jiaoyang said to Yi Ming, "Let's go out." ”

She felt that she was out of place in the refining room.

"What are you going to do?" Shining raised an eyebrow.

"Test the gun. Lin Jiaoyang gritted his teeth.

Then he pulled the glitter and left.

Feng Jinlan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Hey, it's rare to see the little lamb's mentality collapse." ”

"I have to admire you for this, you can still stick to it even if you practice this ghost. The prince rolled his eyes and said.

Feng Jindeng was stunned for a moment, looked down at the black lump in his vessel, he didn't know what it was, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "I want you to care, I'm happy about what I have refined." ”

"Okay, if you're happy. The prince nodded, curling the corners of his mouth.

Feng Jinlan looked at the prince's calm and relaxed appearance, and the things in the vessel were almost formed, and snorted coldly: "No, I want you to be happy." ”

Say it, smile wickedly, stretch out the long whip and throw it inside.

The prince's eyes changed, and he turned around and clasped the wrist of the wind brocade lantern: "Don't make trouble." ”

"It's going to make trouble. The wind brocade lantern raised his head and stared into the prince's eyes.

"Are you sure you're going to destroy what's inside, and you won't regret it?" asked the prince with a smile.

"It's too late for me to rejoice in ruining your things. Feng Jinlan's little head shook and said indifferently.

"Okay, whatever you want. ”

The prince's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly let go of Feng Jinlan's wrist and looked at her with his hands down.

Feng Jinlan moved his wrist, stepped forward with his head held high, raised his long whip, and looked at the prince defiantly.

However, in the end, it did not fall.

"This girl is not the kind of person who destroys people's efforts. ”

Feng Jinlan said a little unnaturally, and with a wave of his little hand, the whip automatically wrapped around his waist.

The prince smiled faintly: "There is progress." ”

"I said you two, you can't go out and play if you're flirting, we're working on business!"

Mu Tuo couldn't bear it anymore, rolled his eyes and said.

Everyone has been familiar with each other for so many days, and Mu Tuo is certainly not afraid of them.

Sent away a pair, and another pair came, what, are they here a dog food production base?

Please, they dwarfs also have human rights, okay?

Why do people sit at home and dog food comes from the sky?

"The ghost is flirting with him. Feng Jindeng's face turned red, and he said with a little lack of confidence.

At first glance, everyone had a "I understand" expression.

Know a hammer!

Feng Jinlan bit his lip and took a gun and prepared to leave.

"What are you going to do?" the prince raised an eyebrow.

"Try the gun!" snorted the wind brocade lantern.

After that, he fled with a gun on his shoulder.

The prince shrugged.

"Hey, do you see, the girls are all the same, Miss Lin is unhappy and wants to try the gun, and Miss Feng is unhappy and wants to try the gun, I just want to know, what did the gun do wrong? What did our shooting range do wrong?" Mu Tuo sighed.

"My future daughter-in-law, I can say her, you can't. The prince pulled out a folding fan with his backhand and knocked it on Mu Tuo's head.

"Are you all unabashed now?" Mo Li couldn't help but laugh.

"Didn't you see it a long time ago? The whole world knows that she's stupid. The prince's eyes were slightly raised, a little helpless.

Really, everyone could see his thoughts, but the girl was like an outsider.

Sad.

"Why don't you want to think about it, she's pretending to be stupid?" Long Xiaosheng also moved the corners of his noble lips and said.

"Could it be that this son is too good and puts pressure on her?"

The prince was slightly stunned, it's not impossible, and the wind brocade lamp is not Qi Yan's lack of tendons, maybe she is just pretending to be stupid to escape?

Is it wrong to be too good?

"In front of us, your excellence is worthless. ”

A hint of amusement flashed on Mo Li's cold face, and he couldn't help but joke.

"Go, go, harm, this son's charm that has nowhere to be placed, Ah Deng may not be able to bear it, it's okay, I'll try to restrain the light in the future and don't put pressure on her." ”

The prince waved his hand and turned to continue studying what he had refined.

But everyone present couldn't help but roll their eyes, this mysterious self-confidence, ancestral.

"Stupid, what's wrong with you lately?"

Qi Yan didn't speak, which made Mo Li a little curious.

In the past ten days, Qi Yan has been like a robot with no feelings, he doesn't talk much, and his face is pale all day long.

"I'm going to die. Qi Yan reacted after a few seconds, looked at Mo Li and said pitifully.

"Huh?" Mo Li's brows moved, Qi Yan can eat and drink all day long, what does it look like he is going to die?

"I'm going to be killed by the Elder Hades, it's just a matter of time. Qi Yan pursed his mouth.

"Mentally retarded, are the boss and the little sheep the ones who hold grudges? They have a grudge and will be avenged on the spot, as for hanging you for so many days?"

The prince snorted coldly.

"Why did you offend Lord Hades?" Mo Li was a little curious, and his glass-like eyes looked at Qi Yan seriously.

"I... It's a long story. Qi Yan looked at the people around him, there were so many people, he shouldn't have said more.

"Take care of your heart, King Sao is right, he wants to kill you, and your bones are already cold today, are you still alive?" Long Xiaosheng looked at Qi Yan like a fool.

"Really?" Qi Yan was stunned, the heart that had been hanging in his throat seemed to be slowly falling...

Could it really be that he was overthinking?

Thinking back to these days, the Immortal Boss looked like he was as usual, and occasionally talked to him, as if there was really no sign of trying to kill him...