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The manor where White Snake and Sayuri once visited.

In one of the halls of the manor, there was a fat middle-aged man, whose face was gloomy, as if someone owed him millions of gold coins. In front of him stood a young man, the young man lowered his head, a thin bead of sweat faintly on his brow, and did not dare to say a word.

The chubby middle-aged man finally raised his head and said slowly: "Are you sure?There is really no flying golden lion there?" "Master, there is really no there, I checked it next to the room, but ······" The young man muttered.

"But what?" the chubby middle-aged man urged. "There was a large room that I didn't check because I was seriously injured before I could get close, and if it wasn't for the fact that the other party didn't want to kill me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to come back. The young man had a lingering heart. "Is there a strong man living there? The middle-aged fat man said to himself: "Well, it should be like this, otherwise how could they catch a flying golden lion cub." If you have anything else to say, hurry up and don't ramble. Seeing that the young man wanted to speak, the middle-aged fat man said impatiently.

The young man said: "Master, besides me, where can other people go to check, my strength is only five stars, but the other people have six star strength, and they are also seriously injured." ”

"The strength of the six stars? Hmph, it must be that other Warcraft chambers of commerce are also involved in it, I know, in the future, just pay attention to the movements in that manor, don't provoke that person again, it seems that there should be at least one strong person with seven-star strength, we still don't easily provoke such a strong person, although we are not afraid." Hehe, let the others test their strength. The middle-aged fat man finally said to the young man. The young man nodded and quietly withdrew.

Something similar happened in several other parts of the City of Warcraft, and in the end their decisions were basically the same, they both decided not to act rashly and let the others stir things up.

Although none of these forces were making a move on the White Snake easily, they were all staring at their actions, wanting to see how many stars the strong man behind them was, and then making a decision. If the strength of this strong man is not too much beyond the strong man behind him, they plan to use the strong and snatch it directly.

In the nameless manor where the white snake lives, Sayuri and the white snake are hiding in a smaller yard, Sayuri is kneeling aside, staring at the white snake with a pair of curious eyes, watching the white snake keep tinkering there, the current little white snake is no longer a little boy, he has recovered his body, a four-foot-long white snake with a crystal white jade body.

In front of the white snake was a five-foot-long purple-gold broadsword, this purple-gold broadsword was the giant sword that the white snake got that night, and in recent days, the white snake has been thinking about how to refine this purple gold sword into a primary magic weapon that can maximize his strength.

In the end, White Snake decided to refine this purple gold broadsword with the primary demon fire that he was barely able to emit, completely refine the original aura in this purple gold broadsword, and then leave his own aura inside.

When I came to this relatively quiet small courtyard again, the white snake had already ordered to go down, and no one was allowed to enter at will without his permission, and the little guy held his head high in front of the only three subordinates in the entire large manor, as if he was a big man, and Sayuri covered his mouth and laughed non-stop, which made the white snake very depressed.

When refining the weapon, you need a quiet place, and there is an obvious hint in the inheritance memory, because once it is interrupted halfway, the magic weapon that is refined is likely to be invalidated, and even the refiner is very likely to be counterattacked, which will greatly damage the refiner's vitality.

Coming to the courtyard, the White Snake originally planned to arrange a few formations forbidden, outside of one side. But after searching in his mind for a long time, there was no formation that his current strength could arrange, and he sighed. I was extremely depressed, and I wanted to show off in front of Sayuri, but now I can't do anything. I can only give up, and I can only show off when refining the weapon.

The white snake curled the purple gold sword, which was longer and thicker than him, with a thin white tail, and looked at it repeatedly, and finally threw the sword to the ground, muttering in his mouth: "This sword is really too big, don't lose people again, not only will it not be refined in the end, but it will also be refined into waste." ”

kept swimming on the ground, and the last mouth spewed a mouthful of white vitality towards the huge purple gold sword on the ground, and the entire purple gold sword slowly floated under the shroud of that vitality, and when it was more than a foot above the ground, it was quietly suspended there without moving, and the white snake kept blinking his small eyes, and his eyes kept flashing with green and faint light.

Next, the little white snake did not stop, slowly adjusted his breathing, opened his small mouth and spewed out a palm-sized green flame, the green flame was suspended under the tip of the purple gold sword, starting from the tip of the sword, although the volume of this green flame was not large, but the temperature was very high, when the green demon fire just appeared in this small courtyard, the surrounding temperature increased significantly by more than ten degrees, and Sayuri, who was sitting near the white snake, also moved into the distance because the temperature suddenly became high, looking at the little snake from a distance, a pair of big eyes kept flashing with brilliance, and a pair of eyes kept looking at the white snake's body, I didn't pay attention to how the little snake refined.

This purple gold sword is made of the refinement of hardware, and I don't know what the man in black is from, he can use such a large piece of hardware essence to use two such rough swords, the white snake knows the preciousness of the essence of hardware, and the flying sword made of the refinement of hardware is extremely sharp, and the toughness is very good, but it is a refining material that many demon clans are very eager for.

The tip of the sword began to melt slowly in the scorching small green demon fire the size of a palm, but it melted very slowly, and it didn't take long for the tip of the sword to finally melt, and at this time, the white snake was also tired enough, and the whole body was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he almost fell down tiredly, but he couldn't lie down now.

While directing the green demon fire, he spewed out a cloud of white vitality, and the melting sword tip began to change slowly, and finally became a sword tip that seemed to be a leek leaf, and the volume of the sword tip also became much smaller, only four-fifths of the original size, and when everything was done, the white snake withdrew the green demon fire and sucked back all the original spewed vitality, which was relieved. The purple gold sword also fell to the ground with a thud.

The little snake only felt that he no longer had any strength in his body, and he was lying on the ground motionless and panting like a dead pig. Looking at the purple gold sword in front of him, which had become dissimilar, he could only smile bitterly, it was all caused by his own lack of strength. If his strength is more than ten times stronger, even if he does not reach the realm of cultivating the demon pill, he can grow his body to one zhang, and he does not need to be as embarrassed as now, and he can completely refine this sword into a three-foot-long flying sword, as thin as cicada wings, at that time, it was ten million times sharper than now, and there was no choice but to take his time.

I can only do this today, and I will come back tomorrow, and tonight will be just in time to recover my physical strength and lack of demonic power.

Sayuri saw the tired white snake hurriedly running over, regardless of the sweat on the white snake, took him from the ground to his arms, and took out several red fruits from his space ring and handed them to the white snake. This is the fruit that the middle-aged man collected for Sayuri.

After the little snake finished eating, he went back to his room to rest in order to recover his strength and continue refining tomorrow.