Feng Zu frowned, and asked with a little displeasure, "Why is this?"

For a while, there was a strong pressure in the air, which made it a little difficult for people to breathe. Feng Tiange was not affected in the slightest, and said with a cold face: "No why."

"Huh?" Feng Zu snorted lightly and lightly! The depression was even worse.

Feng Tiange stood straight, and looked at Feng Zu straight without saying a word, looking at him, and his momentum did not fall at all.

After a while, Feng Zu sighed lightly, "Go as you want." "I seem to be a little older in an instant." Thanks to the ancestors, Tiange retreated. Feng Tiange said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Go ahead." Feng Zu waved his hand helplessly.

Feng Tiange walked out of the courtyard and happened to bump into the two elders.

The second elder saw Feng Tiange come out so quickly, his face was a little unbearable, but he didn't want to say anything at the moment. I had to snort softly.

For such a role, Feng Tiange was too lazy to bother with them, and he didn't even look at his swaggering sister and went out.

Along the way, everyone pointed at her, and whispered everything they wanted to say. Feng Tiange was irritable when he heard it, and he didn't want to inquire, so he walked straight back to the door.

"Miss, you're back!" Zhen Er's face was full of joy and shouted at Feng Tiange.

After that, he ran to pour tea and water again.

Seeing this, Feng Tiange said with a little amusement on his face: "But for a while, you think about me?" ”

Zhen Er's cheeks were slightly red when she heard this, and she said coquettishly: "Miss, you are making fun of me again." After speaking, a shy look appeared on his face.

"Miss, they, they say......" Speaking of this, Zhen'er seemed to remember something and stopped.

"What did they say?" Feng Tiange picked up the tea, took a sip, and said indifferently.

"They said......" Zhen Er hesitated for a moment, and continued: "They said that Miss took advantage of her talent and intelligence, and the resources in the clan were given to you, and now you have to be married by Your Majesty, and now you have to go out to practice, the ancestor is too partial." ”

Speaking of this, Zhen Er pouted and said: "They don't know anything, all this is how much effort and suffering the young lady has paid." ”

Feng Tiange shook his head, not caring at all, "The mouth grows on someone else's body, don't you care so much?" After thinking about it again, his lips turned up and a smile of unknown meaning appeared: "Nothing else, the news is spreading quite quickly." ”

The next day, it was just dawning.

Feng Tiange took Zhen Er out of Fengfu together. There was nothing to say all the way, Zhen Er followed closely behind and saw that there was something wrong with the path, and walked closer and closer to the noisy place.

Zhen Er couldn't help but ask, "Miss, isn't this the way to the Prince's Mansion?" Where are we going? Don't! You're going to run away from marriage!

After saying that, he looked frightened, and quickly covered his mouth, for fear that he would say one more word for others to hear.

It would be terrible if this spread, after all, the matter of asking Feng Ancestor for training last night spread very quickly. The news that Miss was going to run away from the marriage leaked out of her mouth, then she was Miss's sinner, and the strength of her hand covering her mouth increased a little more when she thought of this.

Feng Tiange felt inexplicable when she saw her strange behavior, and asked very puzzledly: "What are you doing so nervous?" It's just to take you to the armory. ”

"Huh? Armory? It's not a marriage runaway. Zhen Er breathed a sigh of relief, and then let go of the hand covering her mouth, but she felt a little lost in her heart.

"Running away?" Feng Tiange smiled dumbly, not only moved by this girl's bold ideas, but afraid that she would have some moths again, so she had to reach out and grab and comfort her.

Although Zhen Er didn't know why Feng Tiange brought her weapons

When the owner of the iron shop saw the outsiders in the store, he hurriedly greeted the enthusiasm on his face. Looking at Feng Tiange's master and servant, the brocade and silk were not like ordinary people, and they didn't expect to create living utensils, so they were a little unsure and asked in a low voice: "I don't know what the two young ladies need to come to the shop?"

Feng Tiange looked around and got a general idea of what kind of utensils were sold in this shop. Then he asked, "Boss, can you create a custom weapon in addition to this ordinary weapon?"

"Hmmm! Custom weapons? The boss was very different when he heard this, because he really didn't understand what this good-looking woman was going to do with her weapon. But it's none of his business, it's not all the same to fight, just give money.

"No problem, as long as you have a rough shape, I can make it for you." The boss of the iron shop reassured that the bell on his chest was beaten, and after speaking, he turned his eyes, his eyes were bent into a line, and he squeezed out a kind smile, and his fingers rubbed from time to time and said: "It's the price of ......!"

"Double." Feng Tiange and his two lives naturally know the truth that money can make ghosts grind.

"Howler!" The boss of the iron shop was overjoyed when he heard this, and was busy welcoming Feng Tiange into the store, serving tea and pouring water, so he took out a pen and paper and asked Feng Tiange to draw a rough idea, and said that Feng Tiange should not be in a hurry, and draw slowly.

Zhen Er, who watched the actions of the boss of the iron shop, covered her mouth and snickered, but when she saw that Feng Tiange was really drawing drawings, she couldn't help but ask: "Miss, what kind of weapon do you want, you have to make it yourself, I see that there are usually used here."

"It's not for me, it's for you." Feng Tiange stopped his pen and looked at Zhen Er with a concerned face.

"Mine?" Zhen'er is very different, and her green little face is full of confusion.

Feng Tiange nodded and replied, "Yes, I think that your cultivation is now a third-grade Heavenly Rank, and it is time to create a weapon to take advantage of."

Zhen Er was overjoyed when she heard this, because she felt that there was always something lacking in the absence of weapons, not to mention that the young lady had built it herself was definitely extraordinary.

Feng Tiange was a killer in her previous life, she knew very well that weapons were practical, fast, accurate, and ruthless. Too many bells and whistles in appearance will add to the cumbersomeness, which is harmful to actual combat.

So when she created this weapon, it was not so unexpected, and the boss of the iron shop took the drawing and was stunned, his eyes widened, and he glanced at Feng Tiange. Good professionalism tells him not to ask too much about the guests, especially when the price is raised.

After a while, the owner of the blacksmith took a long strip of cloth and put it on the table, and left immediately.

"I don't know the goods!" Feng Tiange scolded.

After that, he uncovered the cloth and nodded his head while looking at it, with a satisfied look on his face.

But Zhen Er's face on the side instantly turned the color of pig liver, and her small appearance was full of grievances, and she was almost about to cry.

This is a thing, a sword hilt with a two-foot square pointed stick, and the hilt of the sword is still bare and half-finished, ugly to death, how can such a weapon make her a girl take a shot, and the enemy will die laughing before she hits!

But if modern people see it, they must know it, this is a bayonet, a Mitsubishi sting!