readx;? In the bluestone castle, all the descendants of the Grand Duke of Eagle Yang gathered in the restaurant. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the top of the throne, a middle-aged man with a thick mustache is slowly cutting the steak on the plate.

The middle-aged man occasionally raised his eyes, and his sharp gaze flashed away.

Hogg-Eagle Yang was under his father's gaze, his back was covered with cold sweat, but he still maintained his manners and elegantly cooked the meal on his plate.

Dunge Eagle Yang sat opposite his wife, without the slightest expression on his face, only occasionally making eye contact with his wife, but the tense back muscles also made him look less calm than he seemed.

On the contrary, Ninger-Yingyang, who sat at the bottom, and Xueni, the next generation, ate happily, and occasionally there were subtle whispers and laughter.

A graceful and luxurious girl-like woman, sitting on the left hand side of the Grand Duke Yingyang, with a generous and beautiful posture, ignoring the two eldest sons, only occasionally glanced at the younger son and granddaughter, revealing a trace of kindness and affection.

When the Grand Duke and his wife were not in the territory, what happened had been reported to the old butler by 1510.

Grand Duke Eagle Yang didn't say anything, just arranged the family's lunch together.

After lunch, until now, Grand Duke Yingyang has not said a word, just quietly enjoying the food at home.

Finally, Grand Duke Yingyang put down his knife and fork, wiped his beard with a napkin, and ended his lunch.

At about the same time, Mr. and Mrs. Dungo and Hogg put down their dishes together and looked at their father.

With a pair of sharp eagle eyes, the eight-character beard on the mouth of the Grand Duke of Eagle Yang moved, and said:

"The Yingyang family, the foundation of their existence, must not be forgotten. ”

Dunge-Yingyang's face turned pale, and then he glared fiercely at Naris, who was still about to speak, so that Naris had already reached her lips and swallowed it raw.

This sentence is tantamount to affirming Hogg-Eagle's behavior these days.

But, immediately afterwards, Grand Duke Eagle Yang said:

"Your Majesty today, you are very jealous of the three kingdoms, and you still say that sentence, we Eagle Yang clan, the foundation of our life, must not be forgotten!"

When Hogg heard this, he immediately picked up the conversation and asked:

"Is there anything wrong with the arrangement of the father and son?"

Archduke Eagle Jan ignored Hogg-Eagle Young's question, and said:

"There is no need to overthrow the things that have already been made, you can continue to manage the Chamber of Commerce!"

"Deng Ge can't be idle at home, organize a retainer knight, patrol the territory, now is a sensitive moment, you can't be careless!"

Deng Ge's pale face suddenly appeared with a wisp of blood, and he raised his head in surprise and responded:

"Yes, father. ”

Nodding at the two sons, and then looking at the two of them with deep eyes for a while, Grand Duke Yingyang took Madame's arm and walked out of the dining room together.

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In Zhou Mo's castle study, there was a mysterious scepter that had been cleaned on the desk, as well as nine golden pillars that had restored their golden color.

After the scepter was cleaned, it turned out to be purple and gold, and the top hemisphere had countless fine veins forming an intricate pattern.

Zhou Mo stood in front of the desk, staring at the scepter, and the middle of the scepter, which was still inlaid on it, but most of the golden pillars had already emerged, and there were some guesses in his heart.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing the hemisphere at the top of the scepter, those fine veins crossed the palm of his hand, and the patterns were constantly composed and overturned in Zhou Mo's mind, Zhou Mo always felt that the patterns composed of veins on this hemisphere were very familiar, but he couldn't remember it dimly.

After a while, putting down the scepter, Zhou Mo rubbed his eyebrows, put the scepter and the golden pillar in the secret compartment in the study, and decided not to think about it for the time being.

Zhou Mo sat on the soft chair, tilted his head and closed his eyes, and entered a special vision.

At this time, Zhou Mo's life field had turned into the color of Mithril, and it was clean, without any light cluster attached.

Zhou Mo suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

Both hands slammed his cheeks fiercely, and Zhou Mo shook his head.

These days, he seems to have been blinded by the prosperity and wealth that he came into contact with after becoming a nobleman, and his soul was corroded by the life of holding great power, shouting and servants, and being like paper.

Forgot what was the foundation of his life in this lonely world!

Knocking his head hard, Zhou Mo buried his head.

After a long time, the sunset outside had already set, and three rounds of silver moons rose in the sky, and the gentle moonlight sprinkled on Zhou Mo's body.

Slowly raised his head, and in his deep dark eyes, the light became clear again.

Zhou Mo got up, put on his cloak, and walked straight out of the castle towards the blacksmith's hut in the other direction.

Opening the stone door that had fallen dust, Zhou Mo lit the candle flame in the house, thinly, just like in the wilderness tavern, and cleaned up the dusty blacksmith hut little by little.

Picking up the bottle with a layer of mythril at the bottom, Zhou Mowan smiled, he was really cute at that time!

Looking at the materials piled up in the corners of the wall, all of them were worthless metal scraps, Zhou Mo put a smile on the corner of his mouth, and moved all the remaining materials to the blacksmith table.

Lighting the blacksmith furnace, Zhou Mo took off the clothes on his upper body, revealing a body of smooth muscles, moved his arms slightly, and pulled the bellows hard, and the light blue flames were vigorous.

Under the wielding of Zhou Mo, the hammer smashed on the red-hot metal one by one, smelting all kinds of leftovers together according to the dwarf's smelting method.

Zhou Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead, replaced it with a small hammer, and began to adjust the shape of the material.

Slowly, as the sky outside the blacksmith's hut turned white, under Zhou Mo's hammer, a pair of metal armguards layered with layers of snowflake patterns gradually took shape.

Zhou Mo's whole body had turned into the color of Mithril at this time, and the metal hammer in his hand was no more than the size of a finger, and it struck every corner of the arm guard carefully and quickly.

Under Zhou Mo's hands, the arm guards gradually became regular and smooth.

When the last blow was completed, Zhou Mo suddenly felt his body tremble violently, and a mysterious fluctuation came out from the depths of his soul and permeated the pair of metal arm guards.

Naturally, he closed his eyes, and Zhou Mo saw that on his Mithril life light cluster, a three-color experience light cluster of Mithril, black iron, and pure white appeared, and then quickly broke away from the life field, gradually enlarged, and enveloped the pair of arm guards.

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Outside the gate of Zhou Mo's small castle, Qian Shu and Chen Yang walked out of the carriage together, and the servants hurriedly opened the gate of the castle and welcomed the two girls into it.

"Qianshu, did you say that Her Royal Highness the princess has made up her mind, not only is this kind of thing not angry, but it will ...... us and us"

A hint of red glow flew on Chenyang's face, and there was still a little embarrassment in his blue eyes, but he couldn't say any more.

There was a hint of excitement in Qianshu's dark eyes, she made the right choice last night!

"Chenyang, don't worry, you also know Your Excellency Zhou Mo's personality, and you won't treat us harshly!"

Chenyang's beautiful eyes glanced at Qianshu, and secretly regretted it in her heart, if she got into Zhou Mo's carriage with Qianshu last night, she wouldn't need to worry at this time!

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