In this way, it is very problematic for this Liusi to open a tailor shop in the Burning Sun Sect and get mixed up here, and at the same time, it is a mystery why Han Tianwei would agree to her stay in the Burning Sun Sect. Even these things don't even know about Ziguantian, so this is even more mysterious. It's just that Ziguantian didn't notice this matter because of Mao Xinduo.

Soon, Mao Xinduo's mental condition stabilized, and the progress on Liusi's side was almost the same. When Mao Xinduo opened his eyes, he felt that he seemed to see things more clearly, and he also saw some unusual things in the production of flowing silk. Even her condensed pupil was inadvertently used, and then in an instant, her expression became extremely shocked.

With the assistance of Ning Kong Pupil, the movement of the flowing silk is like a kind of art, showing in front of Mao Xinduo's eyes, the golden needle with the ice silk thread, in the hands of the flowing silk, like flowing water, natural coordination. But at the same time, Liusi's hand fluttered with the wind, and in an instant, this ice silk formed a part of this armor, and the speed of workmanship was absolutely amazing. This is how strong the meticulous control is to be able to achieve such a beautiful and fast movement.

"Xinduo, what's wrong, I feel that your knowledge of the sea has changed greatly, but fortunately, after this change has reached the limit, it will stop, otherwise, there may be some bad consequences. Ziguantian said in a somewhat deep tone.

I almost made a move just now, because Mao Xinduo's spiritual consciousness is limited, and there is no equal realm to keep up, it is easy to lose a big one because of a small one, and the things in my mind are not so simple. If something happens to this, Mao Xinduo may become a fool in a minute.

Mao Xinduo also broke out in some cold sweats, and she and Xiao Ginseng also knew about the situation just measured, but fortunately, there was no harm in this energy, but Mao Xinduo was very curious about where this energy came from. Because the aura of energy felt somewhat familiar to her, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Just when Ziguantian wanted to ask in detail, suddenly the voice of the silk interrupted the conversation between the two, "Okay, the clothes are ready, it's really troublesome, every time this crazy weapon refines things, it's a mess, I have to sort it out for him first, it's really troublesome in weaving." ”

Liusi complained reluctantly, and then directly threw the ice silk armor to Mao Xinduo, but Mao Xinduo received two things. One big, one small. The big one is the Ice Silk Armor, and the small one is a glove-like thing, Mao Xinduo looked at this thing with some confusion.

"This is extra, there is a standard for the size of the armor required by the madman, but this thing has a good tightness, it can be big or small. These extra materials, don't use it and waste it, it's better to make a glove, I see that your realm is quite low, so I'll give it to you, and if you use it well, you may be able to block the knife for you. Liusi's words were very casual, but they made Mao Xinduo very happy, causing her to ignore Liusi's low realm.

Now Mao Xinduo wants to jump up, hugging the silk and kissing the two, this is simply his own sister, although he can't get a complete ice silk armor, but just such a glove is also good, better than nothing. And if you want to say it, this invulnerable and invulnerable baby, even if it is only so big, it can also play a considerable role.

Just think about it, if in the middle of a battle, you suddenly reach out and grab the opponent's weapon at once, directly catch the opponent off guard, and then win by surprise in an instant. This scene, just thinking about it, makes me feel very handsome. What's more, this sect competition is imminent, and Mao Xinduo must continue to strengthen his strength, as well as anything that can help him. For example, the ice silk glove in front of him, as well as his own spirit weapon dagger, if he can really be strengthened by the mad weapon master, his combat power can be said to be a level of vitality again.

The last battle with the Warcraft, but let Mao Xinduo see the power of his aura, it is a trivial matter to say that it is like cutting iron like mud, and the defensive power of the Warcraft is not just an ordinary stone. Even if it is a hard rock, I am afraid it is not an exaggeration, but it was easily pierced by Mao Xinduo with a dagger.

"Okay! Thank you, Sister Liusi!" Mao Xinduo suddenly exclaimed happily, and then with a greedy look, she put the ice silk glove on her face and rubbed it again and again. I can't put it down.

Ziguantian looked at Mao Xinduo helplessly, I really don't know when this Mao Xinduo's shit luck will be finished. Ziguantian is now not at all like staying with Mao Xinduo, it is too stimulated, this treasure and chance are one after another, it is like a lottery ticket with a prize and constantly taking the initiative to smash Mao Xinduo.

"Hehe, my mouth is so sweet, but I like this title, and I will often come to play when I have time in the future. Of course, if you have any good materials, need to be made into clothes, armor, or even jewelry, you can come to me, and my sister will give you a discount. The owner of the silk shopkeeper seemed very happy at this time, and Mao Xinduo's sister really shouted that her heart was gone.

I don't know how old Liusi is, but she is so young, Mao Xinduo naturally subconsciously called her sister. After all, she hadn't gotten used to the situation in the cultivation realm, and she was still at the stage where she looked at her face to identify her youth. And the nature of women is like this, who would think that they are young, Mao Xinduo's call was completely successful in shooting the fart of the flowing silk.

This made Ziguantian quite speechless, this Mao Xinduo is really good at sycophancy, but the silk itself is young and beautiful enough, of course, it looks like this. But Zi Guan Tian knew that the flowing silk was not so simple, because Ruth did not have the slightest characteristics that a young monk should have, coupled with the strength of the flowing silk, it was hidden very deeply, and Zi Guan Tian couldn't see through it, it seemed that the other party used some kind of astringent breath technique to hide his own strength. But even if it is this, Ziguantian also knows that the strength of the flowing silk is very strong.

"Hehe, it's not that I'm sweet-mouthed, it's that my sister herself is so young and beautiful, anyone who sees it will say that. Mao Xinduo resolutely carried out the sycophants to the end, completely showing her new talent, the king of sycophants!

"Okay, okay, I'm embarrassed to say it, let's go back quickly, it's just that you don't want to tell the madman about the ice silk glove, that guy is a forging maniac, if he knows that you still have a little ice silk in your hand, maybe he will have to take it back to practice something else." The silk couldn't stand Mao Xinduo's praise like this, and the whole person smiled with flowers, and then kindly reminded Mao Xinduo.