At night, Wugang City is much quieter, only a few lights are lit sporadically, and the sound of men seeking pleasure can be heard from the green building in the distance, chasing and playing with those Hongchen women.

The soldiers defending the city were sleepy and yawned and stuck to their posts. Suddenly, a dark shadow slipped out of everyone's sight. He quietly moved around the city, his figure dancing on the eaves like an arc.

Soon, he reached his destination. Gently pushed open the door and entered like a cat. After putting down what he was holding, he skillfully lit the candles in the room. The candlelight illuminated the surroundings, but everything around was more like a blacksmith shop! The man also took off the straw hat on his head at this time, and a delicate face was exposed, it was Mo Feng who had escaped before.

Mo Feng came to something that looked like a stove, picked up the tongs beside him and rummaged inside, and gradually black iron balls slowly rolled out.

One, two, three...... Twenty in total!

His face was beaming, and he wiped the dust with his hands, revealing its metallic glow. Mo Feng received them one by one into his spatial ring.

The reason I came here this time was to retrieve my thunderbolt in the refinery, but luckily no one had touched the contents yet.

Mo Feng took the draft hat and continued to wear it on his head, and his entire face was hidden in the dark. He gently blew out the candle flame, and it was dark again, and he walked out of the place lightly.

But now he didn't plan to leave here! Mo Feng gently lifted the brim of his hat to prevent him from blocking his vision, and looked at the room on the third floor of the workshop where the weapon forging workshop was lit.

Mo Feng's knees moved slightly, and the whole person jumped up directly, as if he was as light as a swallow! He pushed open the door, and the shopkeeper who was sitting inside calculating the accounts was startled, and when he arrived at the door quietly, he didn't realize that if he murdered himself, he didn't know how many times he would die.

"I don't know why your Excellency came here at this time?" the shopkeeper stepped forward and clenched his fists: "If you have any needs, I will definitely solve it for you." ”

A strong man like this, since the other party didn't make a move. If you can't offend, try not to offend, after all, harmony makes money!

Mo Feng didn't say much, and took off his straw hat. Looking at his face, the shopkeeper frowned slightly, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"It's you!" The shopkeeper tilted his head sideways and thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered Mo Feng.

"My lord, I should have come here tonight to ask for that day's goods!" Thinking about this, he boldly said to Mo Feng: "Don't worry, my lord, all the things you want have been refined, and they are all stored in the warehouse for you." No one touched those things. ”

"Hmm. Mo Feng nodded: "Then give me the things now, so that we will be clear." ”

"Okay, please come with me, my lord!"

The shopkeeper walked in front to lead the way, and he didn't dare to play anything in front of Mo Feng. On that day, many people saw that Mo Feng had taken away the people from the Wu Gu Sect, and they thought that he would be more auspicious. I didn't expect those prisoners to escape from prison en masse yesterday, and they didn't take those Dharma protectors in Wugang City in their eyes at all!

What's even more terrifying is that the person in front of him didn't run away, and at the same time dared to sneak back. You must know that Wugang City is now wanted by them! Even if he didn't violate Wugang City's laws and regulations, now the prison escape alone is enough for him to drink a pot. Now that he appeared in front of him, or did he really want to kill himself in order to get his own goods?

"Here we are, sir. Soon, the shopkeeper brought Mo Feng to his destination. Pitch-black iron balls were piled up in the box in front of them alone.

Mo Feng picked out one of them casually, and his fingertips lightly tapped on its surface, suddenly making this crisp and pleasant sound, and then picking out several more of them.

The shopkeeper on the side smiled proudly, and the materials they chose were slightly better than those on the market. I didn't care about Mo Feng's inspection at all, and after seeing Mo Feng's satisfied expression, I was also slightly proud, and said with a smile: "My lord, we have chosen the best cold iron, and it is also good to use it to make some small spirit soldiers." ”

Mo Feng nodded, and put all these half-finished thunderbolts into his ring.

"Okay, since that's the case, then we don't owe each other, farewell!" As he spoke, Mo Feng turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, sir!" the shopkeeper immediately stopped Mo Feng at this time.

"Anything else?"

"Well, that's your lord. The shopkeeper continued, "We have always been curious about this spirit soldier of yours, and we don't know what it is for. ”

While he spoke, he observed Mo Feng's expression, and after seeing that Mo Feng was not angry because of this, he also said boldly: "To be honest, we have also studied your spirit soldiers in the past few days, and I hope you don't blame you." But they got nothing, nothing. So... So ......"

The shopkeeper wants to talk about it, but he doesn't know how to speak.

"So you want the refining method of my spirit soldier?" Mo Feng slowly spoke, saying what he was embarrassed to say.

"Hehe!" The shopkeeper laughed dryly: "How dare you ask for that, I just hope that you can sell us the drawings and be grateful to Dade, how dare you have the idea of being there." However, it would be better if it was possible to sell the refining method together. Of course, the price is negotiable!"

As they said, they had a glimpse of Mo Feng's thunderbolts, and when Mo Feng took them away, they still wanted to do some research on these things, but they didn't gain anything.

"Oh, then what price are you going to offer?" Mo Feng asked, it was not that the blueprints of this thunderbolt could not be sold, as long as the price they offered made Mo Feng feel suitable, it could be exchanged.

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, it seemed that this matter was still discussed, but at this moment, he hesitated slightly: "I wonder if your lord can tell me what this spirit soldier is used for?"

Mo Feng pointed his fingers at the shopkeeper and passed on his memories of the effects of the thunderbolt to him, which was equivalent to sharing his memories with him.

"I see! It's incredible!" After receiving Mo Feng's memory, the shopkeeper also knew more about the thunderbolt. I also strengthened my determination to buy.

The shopkeeper calmed down his mood, knowing that the profits brought by such a weapon are extremely huge, the materials are simple and easy to use, who would not like such a weapon?