"Wind and, earth?"

No matter how strange Zongtian is, such a result obviously still has to be told to those two people. It's just that compared to Zongtian's strangeness, the two people standing in front of him don't have any likes or dislikes about the attributes of soul energy.

"So, what's wrong?"

However, not having an opinion does not mean that they can't feel the weirdness in Zongtian's words, and such a question also makes Zongtian a little flustered.

"Of course not, it's just a little weird."

"What's weird?"

"It's strange that you are so delicate, but you have such solid soul energy."

Although Zongtian's words seem to be good words, the slight ridicule in them is easy to make people frown.

"Delicate? Solid? ”

However, compared to the words themselves, it seems that these words are more likely to make Lu Hua feel strange, and as for the implied words of praise, Lu Hua just said lightly.

"Thank you."

"It's good if you're happy."

The words that came out of Zongtian's mouth still didn't seem to be a good thing, but in this situation, this might be the best answer.

Looking at Lu Hua's smiling face, Zongtian also understood that there was nothing wrong with his train of thought, but he had already delayed some time, but he didn't plan to continue like this.

"Let's get back to weapons, shall we?"

In fact, an impatient expression had already appeared on Fenghua's face, and such words finally eased it a lot.

"Fenghua's situation should be a little clearer, but in addition to bows and arrows, you should also have melee weapons that you are good at, right?"

"Melee?"

"After all, it's okay to be prepared."

Looking at Fenghua's strange expression, Zongtian also told his reasons.

"After all, there are only three of us, so accidents should be handled as a daily occurrence for us."

"I just think that a rune weapon is enough luxury, and my melee kung fu is not worthy of a rune weapon at all."

"Even if you still don't believe that I can make that weapon like a potato. Then please believe that in order to save the lives of all of us, I will make everything I think of close to perfection. ”

"Okay, the dagger is fine."

Although Fenghua had already understood Zongtian's meaning, such an answer could not satisfy Zongtian, and under the latter's somewhat aggressive gaze, Fenghua also compromised a little.

"A little longer, then?"

Fenghua was slightly tentative, and Zongtian just said a big grin.

"And then?"

"And can it be a little narrower?"

"Can you finish it all at once?"

Such words finally made Fenghua let go of the burden in his heart, and then he actually said the idea that was enough to amaze Zongtian.

"I probably see what you mean, and while many of these assumptions may not be realistic, I'll do my best to meet them."

After thinking for a while, Zongtian also gave a positive answer, and although Fenghua was calm on the surface, his heart was already full of expectations.

"Give me your bow and arrows as well, and I'll try to take into account your habits."

In the face of such a request, Fenghua naturally had no reason to refuse, but when Zongtian took the somewhat worn bow, the wind and frost on it made Zongtian have some shocking feelings

What kind of battles did it take to make a bow look like this?