Chapter 501: Prelude to Forging Weapons

The person who secretly dealt with the Dancing Shadow Pavilion did not show up in the end. Many people speculate that it was the two who "ran away from home" in the original Killer Pavilion and Danlou.

But speculation is just speculation, and no one knows the true outcome.

The vigorous battle between the Killer Pavilion, the Dan Tower, and the Dancing Shadow Pavilion came to an end, and there was no longer the number one organization and the second largest organization in the Flood World, and the Flood World was calm again.

It's just that after a thousand years of time dimension, Feng Ling doesn't know what's going on outside.

But Ye Qing knew.

Originally, Ye Qing still planned to give Feng Ling a science popularization about the current situation in the desolate world.

But Feng Ling refused.

The reason is that "our ** clan is about to leave this isolated place." When the time comes, if you want to know the situation in the desolate world now, it is not as convenient as going to see it yourself. ”

Ye Qing thought about it, and it was not too early.

Feng Ling has talked so much, and a long time has passed, and it is time for lunch.

Feng Ling said to Ye Qing: "I've been in the forging room for so long, it's not early, let's go out first." Xiaoxiao has slept for so long, and must have gotten up too. ”

Ye Qing nodded and said, "Okay, it's not too early, rest and rest after eating, we should also take care of our spirits, and we will forge weapons tomorrow!"

"I've been busy with the affairs of the ** clan in the past few days, and I have to accompany Xiaoxiao, and I have to worry about forging weapons for me, tomorrow is a big project, you have to have a good rest, tomorrow is all up to you!"

Feng Ling smiled and said, "Okay, then let's go back!"

Ye Qing went to his room first, took a quick shower, and then changed the clothes on his body.

At the same time, Feng Ling returned to his and the small room.

Xiaoxiao had woken up, but instead of getting out of bed, she rolled up on the quilt and rolled on the bed.

A sky-blue tail peeked out of the pale quilt and was not waddling, and the small mouth was still humming from time to time.

Obviously, although Xiaoxiao woke up, it didn't feel like she got up by herself.

Feng Ling couldn't help laughing when she saw Xiaoxiao rolling on the bed vigorously.

"Ahh

Xiaoxiao heard Feng Ling's laughter, and immediately got out of the quilt and pounced on Feng Ling.

Feng Ling hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Xiaoxiao.

Although he knew that Xiaoxiao would not fall, Feng Ling was still afraid that Xiaoxiao would be injured. Even if it was a small injury, Feng Ling was unwilling.

Feng Ling patted her little head, and said with a helpless smile: "I've told you many times, don't be so reckless, what if you accidentally get hurt?"

Xiaoxiao buried her head in Feng Ling's arms, and said while yawning: "No, Xiaoxiao knows that the master will not let Xiaoxiao get hurt." Master~ I miss you a little~ Why are you only coming back now?"

"The master is the patriarch of the ** clan, how can he be like Xiaoxiao, who either eats or sleeps all day long, or plays!

Xiaoxiao was very unconvinced, pouting and saying dissatisfiedly:

"Hmph, Xiaoxiao is still a child. Children should eat, drink and be merry. Moreover, when Xiaoxiao grows up, Xiaoxiao will be able to help his master deal with a lot of things!

"Haha, okay, then the master will wait for the little to grow up, okay?"

"That's pretty much it!"

Feng Ling and Xiaoxiao were "flirting" here, Ye Qing had already packed up and was ready to go out, and walked towards Feng Ling and Xiaoxiao's room.

Feng Ling had just packed up Xiaoxiao and carried it out, when he happened to see Ye Qing coming from a distance.

After Ye Qing, Feng Ling and Xiaoxiao had eaten together, they went to rest.

Early the next morning, Feng Ling got up from the bed and went to the forging room.

Ao, by the way, Feng Ling accidentally woke up Xiaoxiao when he got up, so he coaxed Xiaoxiao for a while.

Not long after Feng Ling arrived at the forging room, Ye Qing arrived.

Feng Ling was about to call someone to prepare something, when he saw Ye Qing enter the forging room.

"Hey, Ye Qing, come so early!"

"yes, come over early and see if I can help you. I didn't expect you to come before me!"

Ye Qing looked at Feng Ling with a smile, and said, "By the way, what about Xiaoxiao? Are you still sleeping?" haha!"

Feng Ling was also very helpless, "Yes, I don't know why, Xiaoxiao is getting more and more fond of sleeping when she comes in." ”

When Ye Qing heard this, his brows furrowed, he was quiet for a while, and then said to Feng Ling: "Feng Ling, you say, Xiaoxiao...... Will his memories be restored?"

Feng Ling hadn't thought about it yet, but as soon as she heard Ye Qing say this, she couldn't help but think seriously about Xiaoxiao's recent situation, and her face became serious.

Seeing Feng Ling's solemn expression, Ye Qing felt that he shouldn't say this at this time, so he couldn't help but persuade:

"It's okay, maybe I'm thinking too much, maybe Xiaoxiao just wants to sleep! ”

"It's been so many years since Xiaoxiao was sealed, and it's not impossible for such a thing as recovering his memory to happen. ”

Feng Ling was stunned for a while, eased his solemn expression, nodded, and said, "Okay! I'll pay more attention." ”

Feng Ling continued: "Let's not talk about this matter for now, let's forge your weapon first! Anyway, Xiaoxiao will always be by my side and will not leave me." I won't let him go!"

Feng Ling's tone was very resolute.

Hearing Feng Ling say this, Ye Qing knew that Feng Ling didn't want to discuss this topic anymore.

Forget it, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and stupid people have stupid blessings. With Feng Ling by her side, Xiaoxiao will at least not suffer any grievances.

So when Xiaoxiao was still in the bed, Ye Qing and Feng Ling were already busy.

"Can you spread the benefits of forging weapons, do you mind if I steal from the side to learn the arts?" Ye Qing said to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling said with a smile: "Haha, Ye Qing, you think too much. This weapon-forging technique is not a unique recipe, you can learn it as long as you want to. ”

Ye Qing patted Feng Ling's shoulder and laughed:

"Haha, then you're welcome, when the time comes, if I want to learn, maybe I have a lot of things to trouble you!"

Feng Ling returned to Ye Qing with a hearty laugh.

"It's okay, just bother. Haha, just because you are the life-saving benefactor of our ** clan, I will also teach you! What's more, we are already friends, so don't be so polite!"

Ye Qing and Feng Ling chatted about the day's kung fu, and they had already prepared the things that should be used.