At the end of the day, it was the busiest time in Jile Town, and the noise of people coming and going on the street entered the dining room on the third floor through the cracks in the window lattices.

Jinxiu put down the hard yellow paper in his hand, picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip, looking at the Tie brothers who were still rolling their heads around the stack of papers on the table, and couldn't help but be a little embarrassed: "What's the matter?"

"Ouch, my owner..."Uncle Tie couldn't help but raise his head and let out a miserable howl when he heard this, but there was still a lot of resentment in that miserable howl.

Seeing this, the smile on the corner of her lips deepened a little, and she sat upright and listened.

"It's not that I don't understand, this... This is really unheard of, and today, even the famous Divine Refining Pavilion is not as good as the owner's brain!"

Uncle Tie scratched his head, with a little irritation on his face, but the words in his mouth did not match his face, and this not light and heavy sycophant also made Jinxiu hear the nouns of interest.

"Divine Refining Pavilion?" Jinxiu's index and middle fingers were regularly tapping on the table, but these three words were carefully tasted in his mouth, and then he looked up at Uncle Tie and asked, "What kind of realm is this Divine Refining Pavilion?"

"Hehe...."Uncle Tie's laughter was a little obscene, but there was a hint of longing in those round eyes. I just listened to him say quietly

"The Divine Refining Pavilion is a place that craftsmen all over the world yearn for, it is mysterious and powerful, the weapons used by the walkers to go to the rivers and lakes are all from there, and the children of the rivers and lakes are also proud to use the weapons of the Divine Refining Pavilion.

Moreover, they are not only like that, but their craftsmanship and production are also unbeatable, and they have always been closely associated with several major countries.

No matter what kind of identity you are, what kind of grievances you have, they don't care, all they care about is the white silver and the weapons in the furnace. ”

Uncle Tie and Jinxiu chattered, but Uncle Tie on the side took the stack of hard yellow paper on the table to his hand and looked at it intently.

"Oh, is there such a magical place in the middle of the world?" Jinxiu half-squinted, her tone was still so flat, but her increasingly gloomy eyes showed that her heart was not so calm.

Uncle Tie saw Jinxiu's reaction in his eyes, but he still didn't understand his owner's thoughts, he had a hint of admiration in his heart, and then he said in a gloomy voice, "It's magical, but it's no match for war!"

Uncle Tie's voice carried a hint of sighing, and after pulling back the hair that was dragged by himself, he said, "Several great monarchs have uncharacteristically pointed the finger at the Divine Refining Pavilion, no matter what their reason is, maybe it is covetousness or jealousy, the Divine Refining Pavilion has become their unanimous goal. ”

Uncle Tie paused. Looking at the splendid embroidery sitting on the chair with concentration, he said in a deep voice, "Rao is no matter how sharp their weapons are, no matter how beautiful they used to be, after the fight of several monarchs, there are only two or three kittens left."

With the foundation preserved by their ancestors for hundreds of years, they have retreated into a valley that is closed on three sides and enters and exits on one side to survive, and that thing has been more than ten years away from now. The world is impermanent....."

Uncle Tie shook his messy head, and that sigh didn't give him any taste.

Jinxiu's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, the soft smile on the corners of her lips was gone, and a pair of white and slender palms were slowly clenched into fists under the cover of wide sleeves, only to listen to her words one by one

"The sky is high and the birds are flying, the sea is wide and the fish are jumping, in the final analysis, it's just a lack of ability, one day, I want to walk on this road at will!"

I only heard her deliberately lower her voice and say, "As long as the two uncles are willing, how much worse is it than that Divine Refining Pavilion?"