In the end, it finally failed to live up to everyone's expectations.

The black light pushed through the ruins of the forging room, slowly rose from the ruins, and then stayed in the air, completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

The black light gradually dimmed, and all that appeared in front of everyone was a row of inconspicuous black gears floating quietly in the air.

There are eight gears in total, and they don't seem to have any attack power or threat, just like ordinary gears.

It's completely inconsistent with the momentum when he appeared!

......

A flock of crows floated above everyone's heads, and they couldn't imagine why such a cool appearance sail was exchanged for such an inconspicuous thing......

Although everyone complained in their hearts about the inconspicuous appearance of the gears, they did not underestimate the destructive and lethal power of these gears.

You know, it's not easy to blow up a weapon that can blow up an incomparably sturdy forge room!

Ye Qing was about to step forward to take the gears, but as soon as he took a step forward, as Feng Ling shouted "Be careful, Ye Qing", he saw the eight gears spinning rapidly towards Ye Qing.

Ye Qing reacted quickly, and as soon as Feng Ling's words fell, Ye Qing dodged to dodge the gears that were speeding towards him.

The speed of the gear was very fast, and only short afterimages could be seen, surrounding Ye Qing from all directions, and the target of the gear was only Ye Qing, completely ignoring the others, including Feng Ling, who had cultivated to a high level.

Although we know that we can't beat you, how can you be so blatantly fifty of our existence......

This is the voice of the people who have been coggled fifty.

Ye Qing didn't have time to care about how others were doing, because the speed of the gears was too fast, and there were eight!

Although the gear is so awesome in the eyes of outsiders, who is Ye Qing?

There are countless battles of all sizes, and even people who are stronger than themselves can be defeated, how can they not even deal with small gears, and they are still made of their own things!

Ye Qing took out his Jiaoxiao sword and nailed the gears to the ground one by one, deeply embedded in the ground, and could only see deep rectangular holes.

These attendants have finally seen the true skills of life-savers.

Sure enough, not to be underestimated!

Ye Qing stepped forward and pulled out the gears that were deeply embedded in the ground.

Sure enough, I guessed correctly.

Ye Qing stared at these settled gears, and flashed such a thought.

It turned out that there were eight hidden weapons made of phoenix feathers and dragon scales, which belonged to the holy rank weapons.

The intelligence of a saint-level weapon is basically comparable to that of an eight- or white-year-old child.

has the most basic look at people, but it is also the most unreasonable!

It's like a child's heart, who likes it, will be entangled. But I don't know how to express my like, so I do whatever I want, thinking that if I get close to him and show my advantages, I will be hungry to be liked by the people I like.

Ye Qing listened to Feng Ling's words, he was speechless, looking at the eight gears lying quietly in his hands, as if he could feel their enthusiasm for him......?

Ye Qing couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only say: "Okay, I'll go back and look at the eight little gears you said like me." Now, let's take care of this bombed-out forge first!"

Feng Ling smiled and said, "Ye Qing, you go back first, while these gears have just been successfully forged, familiarize yourself with their use as soon as possible." ”

"If you don't care about them as soon as possible, be careful that they turn against you~"

"You don't have to worry about the forging room, I don't need it for the time being, clean up these ruins, take out the things that can still be used inside, and wait until our ** clan moves out of this unpopular place." ”

Ye Qing was still a little uneasy, and said to Feng Ling: "What about the weapons left by the predecessors of your sect ** clan in the forging room?"

Feng Ling comforted: "It's okay, there must be some that are not damaged, and the rest will also rot sooner or later." ”

"Besides, if those immortal seniors knew that I had successfully forged a weapon of the Holy Rank, I don't know how happy they would be. Compared to this, those destroyed weapons are not worth mentioning. Haha!"

"Okay, I know you're big, but there's no shortage of you here, what can you do here? Even if you clean up this mess, aren't there still them!"

Feng Ling said and gestured to the group of attendants behind.

The group of attendants had the right eyes, and in an instant they understood Feng Ling's words, and they pulled off their sleeves and went to clean up the mess on the ruins of the forging room.

"See, you don't have much use here. Besides, we're both tired for a day, so it's better to take a break while we have time, tomorrow, you can bear it!"

As Feng Ling spoke, he showed a shyly smile, which destroyed the demeanor of the whole person at once.

Ye Qing: ......

Ye Qing originally wanted to ask what is the important thing tomorrow, and what do I mean?

But seeing that Feng Ling didn't plan to say anything, and that shyness smile, he gave up his plan to ask Feng Ling.

Because, if you ask him, he won't say!

In the end, Ye Qing and Feng Ling each went back to their respective rooms, and the rest of the endgame was left to those attendants.

Before leaving, Feng Ling also confessed not to tell anyone about this matter.

Feng Ling arrived at the dormitory where he and Xiaoxiao lived, and as soon as he stepped into the dormitory, before he could change his clothes, he heard a small cry of pain and weakness from the bed.

Feng Ling hurriedly ran over, and what caught his eye was Xiaoxiao's painful rolling on the bed.

The bed was a mess, the quilt had fallen under the bed, and the beautiful blue fishtail, curled up in a roll from pain, collapsed limply on the bed.

The beautiful, silky flaxen hair was already wet with sweat, and his face was pale and bloodless.

Feng Ling had never seen Xiaoxiao so weak.

Feng Ling hurriedly ran over, and hugged Xiaoxiao in his arms without caring about his dirty body, and his voice was trembling and crying: "Xiaoxiao, how are you, don't scare the master! Xiaoxiao, wake up, wake up! Xiaoxiao......"

Feng Ling placed Xiaoxiao on the bed, not caring about the cultivation he had consumed all day, and gave Xiaoxiao all the few true qi in his body that had not yet been replenished.

With the transmission of true qi, Xiaoxiao is no longer so weak.

About fifteen minutes later, Feng Ling gave up supplying Xiao Xiao with his true qi because it was about to run out.

Just when Feng Ling was about to take Xiaoxiao to Ye Qing's place, Xiaoxiao's eyes woke up.