Lord Zuo saw Zuo Qingyu kneeling on the ground, and said to Emperor Junwu with a smile: "Your Majesty, this is my second daughter, Zuo Qingyu, and this girl is not making trouble to find Master Rongyang to refine the weapon." ”

Your Majesty? The old butler's feet were softened by the shock.

Emperor Junwu nodded: "This girl is good, she has a peerless divine soldier, but I want to credit her for a credit." ”

Peerless Divine Soldier? When Zuo Qingyu heard this, his heart suddenly chuckled!

No way? Emperor Jun Wu and his party came over...... It's all because of the peerless divine soldier who is about to be born!

Zuo Qingyu raised her eyes and glanced at her father.

Lord Zuo touched his chin proudly and nodded to Zuo Qingyu.

In an instant, Zuo Qingyu had an urge to almost faint...... It's over, it's over......

Zuo Qingyu opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but found that his throat was sour and he couldn't say a word.

Zuo Ming looked at the sky and asked Zuo Qingyu with a smile: "Xiao Yu, where is Master Rongyang?" ”

Zuo Qingyu said with difficulty: "...... Master Rongyang is refining weapons. ”

Zuo Ming naturally knew that he was just mentioning this matter at the beginning, and then he said: "You are close, you can hear clearly, did Master Rongyang indeed beat one hundred and seven times?" ”

Zuo Qingyu didn't like to mention this matter the most, but Zuo Ming had to mention it, Zuo Qingyu's heart was simply ......

"Yes......" Zuo Qingyu's fist clenched at his side.

Lord Zuo glanced at Lord Mu and them proudly, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be the case, this is really ...... You were right by Lord Mu. ”

The old housekeeper looked at Zuo Ming puzzled, this is Lord Zuo, Zuo Qingyu's father? But how could he be so happy? He shouldn't be......

The old butler wanted to interject, but after thinking about it, it was better to have more than less, so he didn't speak.

Feng Yanfeng looked at Lord Zuo enviously: "This peerless divine soldier, the artifacts of the North Wind King one hundred and seven and a half hammers were so brilliant back then, and now they may be able to produce one hundred and eight hammers, I really want to congratulate Lord Zuo." ”

Lord Zuo touched his chin: "It's easy to say." ”

Zuo Qingyu really understood, her father was really ...... I thought that Master Rongyang was refining their divine weapons now, this is really ......

Zuo Qingyu wanted to explain, but in front of His Majesty Junwu, how could she explain it?

However, her father still looked like he was afraid that others would not know, and proudly accepted the congratulations of the people around him...... Zuo Qingyu's tears were about to come out.

At this time, there was another violent movement below!

The refining room under the dry well——

Thundered!

After a long time, Master Rong Yang finally hammered down his Rong Clan's one hundred and eighth hammer!

In his lifetime, this is the first time that Master Rongyang has used the one hundred and eighth hammer!

For a while, Master Rongyang only felt that the aura of his whole body had been absorbed by the Starfall Sword!

In an instant, his body began to wither like a winter leaf!

Master Rongyang decayed at a rate visible to the naked eye, his body shriveled, his muscles atrophied, declined, and he was emaciated......

The old man who was originally childish turned into a dry little old man by the way......

The aura he had accumulated all his life had been absorbed by the Starfall Sword!

This sword is like a bottomless pit, it's terrifying!

Feng Wu was taken aback when she saw Master Rongyang like this!

She subconsciously pulled Master Rongyang, but as soon as her hand touched Master Rongyang's body, she found that the aura in her body was instantly drained away!