ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

"Benefactor, you seem to be sad?" On the side, the little giant looked at Weiyang on the shoulder of the giant leader and asked.

Weiyang withdrew his gaze from the distant sky and looked at the half-sized giant, "Little one, have you ever dreamed?" ”

"Of course, I had a dream two days ago that there was a mountain of meat in front of me, and I woke up when I was about to eat it." The little giant's tone was full of chagrin, "I hope that dream will never come true." ”

Weiyang raised the corners of his lips very lightly, "I'm just like you, I hope some dreams will never come true." ”

Reverse - Sky - Small - Crazy - After***

Because there were some affairs in the elf village, Luo Jia did not go with the two, and Zitong was not worried that she was alone, so she deliberately left Zitu to wait for her, while she and Beichen returned to Beizhou together.

Two days later, the two quickly crossed the sea of ice separating the two continents and returned to the Northern Wilderness.

Purple Hitomi landed on the valley where Mr. Snow was buried, and walked to the snow-covered cemetery, "This is Mr. Snow's tomb." ”

Beichen nodded lightly and bowed respectfully to Mr. Xue's tombstone.

The person he really respects in this world, except for his parents, is Mr. Xue.

"When things settle down, let's choose a place for him to be buried." Beichen turned around and hugged her shoulders comfortingly, "Don't be sad, there's still me." ”

"Yes." Purple Pupil also walked to his side and saluted Mr. Xue, "Mr. said that there is an enchantment left in the forest behind the mountain, Mr. seems to have some relationship with my mother, I think, there may be something about my mother there, let's go see grandpa first, and then return to the academy." ”

"Okay." Beichen held her palm, "Let's go." ”

The two of them rushed to the North Wilderness Branch of the academy first, and as soon as they fell down, they saw a person coming forward with a surprised face, it was the dream of Fusheng.

"Purple Pupil, Mr. North!"

"How's it going?" Purple Hitomi asked.

"Grandpa Zi's body has improved a lot, and there is nothing special." Dream Floating.

"That's good." Zitong's mood was relieved, "These days, you have worked hard, if there is nothing to do, I will go back to Tianji City first, and after meeting grandpa, we will return to Zhongzhou." ”

Meng Fusheng was a little reluctant, but he didn't keep it, just took out a delicate small box from his body and sent it to Zitong, "This is the knife I made according to your request, I don't know if it's suitable." ”

Purple Pupil took the box he sent and opened it, only to see a knife lying on the white velvet cushion.

She leaned over and picked the knife out of the box.

The hilt was slender enough to fit her hand, but the blade was thinner than the cicada's wings, and if it weren't for the faint purple, the blade would hardly be visible.

"How's it sharp?" Purple Pupil asked, looking at the knife in his hand.

The blade is thin enough, but if it is not sharp enough, it is useless to be thin.

Meng Fusheng took out a piece of purple gold ore and gently threw it into the air, "Try it!" ”

Zi Tong clenched the knife in his hand, slashed diagonally, and the blade of the knife slashed on the purple gold ore, and the ore was instantly divided into two, and the incision was smooth and neat.

"How's it going, are you still satisfied?" Dream Fusheng asked.

"Good knives."

This time, even Beichen couldn't help but sigh.

"Mr. North has won the prize." Meng Fusheng smiled politely.

"Floating." Purple Hitomi put the knife into the box, "Come on, I'm sure that the next time we meet again, you will definitely become the best refiner in the world." ”

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