Xing Feng didn't understand why Shaqima wanted to pull him away. Xing Feng asked immediately after going out

"Master..."Before Xing Feng could ask, Shaqima stopped Xing Feng from continuing to speak, and then explained to him

"I'll tell you some questions, first, the demons hate humans very much, but the demons hate the half-demons even more. If the Divine Craftsman is deliberately making things difficult for us, then he will never let you check it too, let alone make your share of weapons. Second, no matter how precious the materials are, I have to get them, if I can't do it, I will go up to the knife mountain, and I will also collect the materials with my partners when I go to the sea of fire, this is my responsibility as the president, but also as a parent, and now I also have the responsibility of being a master~ What if I go back and you are bullied? Do you want your sister to stand in front of you? You can improve your strength, and you can also protect yourself, and I can also cultivate with confidence in the mainland. Okay, it seems that we can only go to the weirdo you said next!Lead the way!" Shaqima found that he and Xing Le's weapons had not yet been found, but the meaning of the divine craftsman seemed to be that when fate came in the future, he would make Xing Le's weapons.

It seems that he is out of luck. Xing Feng listened to Shaqima's words, calmed down, and then bowed towards the Divine Craftsman's mansion, and then bowed to Shaqima.

Only then did he grin and begin to lead the way.

"This little ghost is interesting, I hope you can be stronger! Protect the person you want to protect!" said the craftsman suddenly to himself in the room.

"Master, this man is a little crazy, don't beat him! Although he is very strange, I still like him, and he gave me food that he didn't eat when I was a child. Xing Feng happily led the way, as if he was going to meet a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"Oh, isn't that already an uncle or a bad old man?" asked Shaqima.

"I don't know, I just remember that until the time I left, he was still so young, as if he would never be old. Xing Feng felt strange when he thought of this.

"There is no one in this world who will not get old, maybe it's just that the old is slow~" Duo Xin suddenly said when he remembered the people in his village.

Shaqima glanced at the somewhat unusual Duoxin, hugged it in his arms, and whispered in her ear

"Isn't there still me~" Duoxin smiled when he heard Shaqima's words and kissed Shaqima.

"Tut-tut, this love show, fat man, I want it too!" Xi'er said and went anywhere, and the fat man quickly grabbed Xi'er's waist and kissed him violently.

"Gotta gotcha, don't make trouble, there are still children~ one by one, I want to show off my evening and go back to the room show!"

"Hahahaha, how far is it?" asked Shaqima.

"Soon, the small house in the innermost part of the left turn in front is his residence!" Xing Feng said and quickened his pace.

After everyone arrived, they looked at the house, it was tattered, full of dust, even the door was broken, if it wasn't for the road led by Xing Feng that he would definitely live here, Shaqima thought that he had arrived at an abandoned residence.

"At this time, I should still be at home!" Knock knock, Xing Feng symbolically knocked on the door twice, and then rushed in directly with everyone, it was like trespassing on a famous house.

"Where is Gundam Shuaidebu Yao!" Xing Feng said in a surprise voice, and both Shaqima and Da Fat wondered if this cargo would also be a crossing cargo!

Such a narcissistic name!

"I thought there was a guest coming to the door, but it turned out to be your little Hanako! Yo, and you are bringing so many people here? I am not an inn here! But as long as you give money, it is no problem, I can clean it." A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy ran out and said.

"Poof! Can he lift the weapon made with a hammer?" Zi couldn't help but laugh when he saw it.

Seeing the child in front of him, it was impossible for anyone to put him and the craftsman who forged weapons together.

"Yes, he is the ghost craftsman, Gundam Shuai Debu Yao Bu Yao! Of course, this ghost craftsman was sealed by me and him~ Hahaha" Xing Feng scratched his head and smiled.

"You're here to make weapons?" the ghost craftsman suddenly changed his style and asked everyone coldly.

"It's not us, it's just me~" Shaqima replied. The ghost craftsman suddenly ran over, and then touched the skeletal meridians of the shaqima inch by inch.

"Tut-tut, I can't do it, but there are weapons he can use, and I don't know if I can get them. I can only craft his weapon on that weapon. Because he is so special, I only know that there are only a few people in history who have this special physique, and the weapons are very special. Are you interested?" said the Onismith, looking at Shaqima.

"Well, you say~" Shaqima simply sat down and listened to the ghost craftsman's explanation.

"Goo~" The ghost craftsman was about to speak, but suddenly his stomach protested, and Shaqima simply took him to eat first.