(To correct it, the end of the previous chapter should be Tian Xianggong, and the ending of the brain short circuit was written incorrectly...... I'm really sorry. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info）

At two or three o'clock in the night, the time in the game is changed to night.

At this moment, there are very few players coming and going on the streets of Sichun City, and almost all of them pass by in a hurry.

Occasionally, they would inadvertently glance at Zhou Haobin, and then withdraw their gaze, as if to laugh at why there would be fools wandering around the game in the middle of the night.

The faint red lantern light shone brightly, reflecting Zhou Haobin's shadow, and he suddenly stopped, looking at the quiet city, and a sense of loneliness arose.

At night, most people will always be cranky, and Zhou Haobin is no exception.

Walking to the door of Wang Xiong's house, Zhou Haobin was surprised to find that the room was actually lit up.

What's even more surprising is that Wang Xiong seemed to expect Zhou Haobin to come to him, and suddenly said heartily: "Dragon City Flying Rider, come in." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Haobin hesitated slightly, and finally pushed open the door and walked in.

Wang Xiong sat bare-chested in a chair with a hammer in his hand, and in the forge there was a magic staff.

"Huh?" Zhou Haobin looked at Wang Xiong in surprise, could it be that he had some mind-reading skills, knowing that he was going to come and ask him to build equipment?

"It's not for you." Wang Xiong saw through Zhou Haobin's careful thinking and explained.

"That?"

"This staff was commissioned by a person named Zheng Kai, who said that he would give it away."

Zheng Kai? Zhou Haobin was even more confused, what did he do with a staff for a warrior?

"Without further ado, what are the requirements for coming to me this time." Wang Xiong smiled.

"I want you to help me build a set of equipment, and the equipment I'm wearing is long outdated."

"Indeed." Wang Xiong nodded, "Your strength has improved a lot compared to before, you should change your equipment." ”

After thinking for a few seconds, Wang Xiong said, "Dragon City Flying Rider, this way, if you can go to the Yellow Ni River to help me retrieve the forging items that were lost in the Mud River, I will help you forge better equipment." ”

Suddenly, the black dragon came out of Zhou Haobin's pet space, looked at the surrounding environment, and stared at Wang Xiong, his eyes were full of incredulity: "You...... You're not? ”

Who knew that Wang Xiong made a silent gesture: "Black Dragon, I haven't seen you for a long time, you still want to be as fierce as before." ”

"Thank you for the compliment, but are you going to help him build his equipment?" The black dragon looked at Zhou Haobin and asked.

"Well, if he can help me find the lost item."

The black dragon suddenly fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Now Zhou Haobin is stunned again, why does Heilong also know Wang Xiong? And listening to the conversation between the two is still very familiar, people who don't know think it's an old friend meeting.

"No problem, you let the Dragon City Flying Rider bring me the materials, and I can try to forge. Perhaps, I may have a chance to be promoted to the Grandmaster of Forging. ”

"You finally agreed, then you tell him the content of the mission." Zhou Haobin rarely saw the black dragon grinning with bared teeth.

"I've already told him." Wang Xiong couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Ding", if you want to accept Wang Xiong's quest [Retrieving Forging Tools] (difficulty: 1.55), please go to the vicinity of Huangnihe River (1776,0894,XXXX) to find the forging tools that Wang Xiong once dropped.

When Zhou Haobin was wondering why the last four digits were XXXX, he heard Wang Xiong say: "I can't remember the exact location, if it's a little vague, it may be near the bank of the river where the water is most turbulent." ”

Zhou Haobin was dumbfounded, what is the difference between what this clue said and what he didn't say, and finally XXXX has 9999 ways to arrange it, so how can he find it.

"How can I find the forging equipment if it goes missing?"

"That's right." Wang Xiong suddenly realized this problem, and said helplessly, "Black Dragon, you go and find me the materials, and I will forge equipment for the Dragon City Flying Horse now." ”

"Okay, you wait here."

After the black dragon finished speaking, he picked up Zhou Haobin and flew away without saying a word, it didn't look like a master-servant relationship at all, but like a battle partner.

However, Zhou Haobin didn't treat the black dragon as a slave, but teased and ridiculed the black dragon from time to time.

Going out, the black dragon spun around, threw Zhou Haobin on his back, and said with a smile: "Dragon City Flying Rider, you won't blame me, right?" ”

"Of course not." Zhou Haobin also smiled, it's nothing to joke occasionally.

At the critical moment, Xiao Fan suddenly appeared and said, "Haobin, it's okay, you and Huang Ying team up to do the main quest in the morning, and when you cross the Huangni River halfway, you will find the forging tool that Wang Xiong once lost." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Haobin was shocked, the scroll obtained by Huang Ying actually had to go to the Huangni River?

"Then again, Black Dragon, where is the Yellow Nihe?" Zhou Haobin asked.

"Huangnihe, ah......" the black dragon seemed to fall into the memory, "The Huangnihe River is far away from the northern part of Haining City, and it will take about half an hour to fly over at my speed.

In half an hour, Zhou Haobin was suddenly stupid, this time was enough for the black dragon to fly from one main city to another.

"Dragon City Flying Horse, don't underestimate the Huangni River, if it weren't for the fierce flow of the Huangni River, a big flood would have given you two ends in three days, I think there are still many people willing to live in that place." Black Dragon explained.

Chatting with the black dragon along the way, Zhou Haobin found that he had returned to the Black Dragon Pond unconsciously, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Black Dragon, what are we doing when we come back to the Black Dragon Pond?" ”

In his impression, it seems that the small pets and pet eggs guarded by the black dragon have been entrusted to the centaur patriarch, and there should be nothing left in the Black Dragon Pool.

"You don't have any equipment?" The black dragon said speechlessly, "I'll come back and hand him the materials I collected before." ”

"In the past, when we were still hostile, our Dark Legion once asked him to help us build a hundred sets of equipment for the Dark Legion swordsmen, but he refused to help with it, so the collected materials were shelved in the Black Dragon Pool."

Zhou Haobin didn't expect Wang Xiong and the Dark Army to have such a past story, that is to say, Wang Xiong is now a monster thousands of years old?

Zhou Haobin suddenly realized a problem, Wang Xiong has lived thousands of years, so should his wife also live thousands of years?

For a while, Zhou Haobin's mind was a little confused, it seems that age cannot be judged only by the surface, on the surface, it looks like he is twenty or thirty or forty or fifty years old, but in fact it is very likely to be an old monster that is thousands of years old.

The black dragon crossed a calm river above the hidden black dragon pool, and came to the place where Di Geng was sitting, and his two paws suddenly pushed away the seat, and a group of materials suddenly appeared below him—bright fire phoenix feathers; black but shiny tortoise shell; The rest of the materials Zhou Haobin did not identify any information.

But there is no doubt that Zhou Haobin's eyes shine with greed. He believed that with these invisible grade materials, Wang Xiong would definitely create a good set of equipment for him!

Loading all the materials into the backpack, Zhou Haobin returned to Sichun City, handed over all the materials to Wang Xiong and went offline.

There were still three hours to go, and he chose to rest, he didn't have anything to do for the time being.

At seven o'clock in the morning of the next day, we went online and gathered.