"You...... What nonsense!"

The god and demon shouted in an angry voice, and then fell silent.

This made Zou Dui nod secretly, judging from the reaction of this god and demon, his whimsical idea could be true by seven or eight points!

The corners of his mouth flashed a slight smile, Zou Dui gently squeezed his fist, if this conjecture is true, then even if he doesn't make any deal with this god and demon, he can also take advantage of this and passively borrow the power of the god and demon!

......

Unconsciously, the sky gradually brightened, and when Lan Xinling opened her eyes, she saw Zou Dui cutting some branches with a knife.

Lan Xinling said strangely, "What are you doing?"

Zou Dui didn't look up, "I'm making a stretcher that can be towed." ”

Lan Xinling was stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little moved. She was not lightly injured, when she was carried on her back by Zou Dui, because of the twisting and shaking of her body, it brought very intense pain, she kept gritting her teeth and not saying a word, but obviously Zou Dui saw all this in his eyes, so he specially made a stretcher for her.

Lan Xinling was moved, and was about to say thank you, but then Zou Dui said: "Don't thank me, I just think you are too heavy, carrying you almost tired me down, it will be much easier to make a stretcher." ”

"You...... You ......"

Lan Xinling's face was swollen and red for a while, and she was almost angry to death.

Zou Dui didn't know if he was born with a talent for acting, and he was too involved in the "poisonous tongue role" he was playing now, Lan Xinling almost jumped up in anger, but he didn't show it on the surface, and continued to make stretchers with his hands and feet.

Lan Xinling angrily glared at Zou Dui several times, and finally turned her head, thinking angrily: "With such a bad character, how can he be Zou Dui's junior brother!

After half an hour, Zou Dui finally made the stretcher, his mind moved, the soul consciousness sea shook, and the soul power lifted it, and the stretcher suddenly suspended on the ground. After trying, Zou Dui nodded with satisfaction, this kind of suspension does not consume too much soul power, and only needs to pull a rope at one end, you can move forward easily, and the wounded on the stretcher will feel as flat as on the bed, very comfortable.

Lan Xinling was also watching from the sidelines, although she hated Zou Dui's poisonous tongue, but when she saw the stretcher that was carefully made for her, she was still very grateful to Zou Dui.

Zou Dui looked at the stretcher and nodded, and beckoned to Lan Xinling: "Come, try it." Well, I hope you're not overweight, or I'll have to rework it. ”

This sentence almost made Lan Xinling angry, so she could only roll her eyes helplessly and lie on the stretcher.

This lay, Lan Xinling felt quite surprised, the stretcher is very flat, without the slightest burr, the pine needles laid on it are also extremely soft, and the stretcher can also shake up and down to absorb the impact, which makes people lie very comfortable.

Zou Dui smiled "haha" and boasted to himself: "How is it? It's very comfortable, right?

Lan Xinling was angry, glanced at Zou Dui, and said incorrectly: "General." ”

Zou Dui looked stunned, scratched his head and said, "No, how can it be ordinary? I can design it exactly according to your body shape...... You must be overweight, that's why you feel average!"

Lan Xinling was almost mad with anger, she was indeed taller than the average Terran woman, and her legs were much more slender, so she would definitely weigh a lot, but no matter how she said it, it didn't have anything to do with "fat", this damn dragon man always grabbed the words "overweight", what does it mean?

"Hey, this girl is a proper standard figure! A standard beauty!

Lan Xinling couldn't help but start asking.

Zou Dui burst into laughter in his heart, but he was extremely into the role, glanced at Lan Xinling with strange eyes, and pouted: "Big beauty? There are no horns on your head, no scales on your body, and no tail behind you, just like you, in our dragon clan, you are ugly out of the sky." ”

"You ......"

Lan Xinling felt like she was going to vomit blood and fall into a coma, this dragon man was simply a dirt bun idiot! Even in the demon race, the image of human beings was regarded as the standard of "beauty", and this earth bun dragon man couldn't appreciate it at all!

Lan Xinling finally endured it, and only then did she barely calm down, twist her head, and ignore Zou Dui again, because she was afraid that if she played the piano to the cow, she would really be angry with Zou Dui!

Lying on the stretcher for a while, Lan Xinling saw that Zou Dui hadn't moved much, and couldn't help but look back at Zou Dui. saw Zou Dui put a bunch of magic weapons in front of him and kept fiddling.

These magic weapons, Lan Xinling recognized that Zou Dui had collected them from those demons after killing them. At this time, seeing Zou Dui pick up a steel nail and prick it into her palm, she couldn't help but ask, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Zou Dui turned around and grinned: "Refining sword qi." ”

Lan Xinling's eyes widened, and she said in disbelief: "You...... When you refine sword qi, you are piercing yourself with a weapon?"

Zou Dui nodded. Lan Xinling was speechless for a moment and said, "You're just afraid of being fooled." If a sword cultivator wants to cultivate sword qi, he can only rely on absorbing and nourishing it bit by bit, slowly turning a spiritual weapon into sword qi and absorbing it into his body......

Click!

Before Lan Xinling finished speaking, she saw that on the steel nail stained with Zou Dui's blood, a crack appeared in the Dao, and then it completely collapsed into slag and scattered all over the ground, without the slightest aura.

Lan Xinling couldn't help but be stunned, this scene that violated common sense made her almost collapse, this eccentric dragon man actually used this method to absorb the essence of weapons!

"The materials and workmanship are too coarse, and there are too many impurities......"

Zou Dui looked at the steel nail slag on the ground with dissatisfaction, after this steel nail absorbed the essence of the weapon, there were two-thirds of the impurities left, and the production materials and craftsmanship were really speechless.

Despite this, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, Zou Dui did not stop, grabbed a small steel nail again, only to see that the luster on the surface of this steel nail was rapidly fading, cracks appeared, and finally followed in the footsteps of the previous steel nail, scattered into a place of waste slag.

Lan Xinling was on the side, watching Zou Dui's rapid movements, sucking away the essence of the magic weapons one after another, and faintly a trace of golden sword qi flowed up from Zou Dui's hands, and couldn't help but be shocked in her heart.

Because of the difficulty of sword cultivation, Lan Xinling is also very clear, and she has also tried to cultivate swordsmanship.