With the addition of the gas bag, the hairball's mouth was immediately broken, and in an instant, Luo Xiaohu grabbed four small spars and threw them into his belt space without even looking at them. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info when I came to grab more in a blink of an eye, I found that the mouth of the hairball was empty, and the largest one was still snatched away by the gas bag.

The gas bag grabbed the spar and shook its hand and disappeared, this thing saw that the mouth of the hairball was gone, turned around and looked at Luo Xiaohu's hand, it seems that if Luo Xiaohu has a spar in his hand, this goods is also ready to be robbed.

"Where's your spar!" The gas bag saw that Luo Xiaohu's hand was gone, and he didn't give up and stretched out his little fat hand to touch Luo Xiaohu's chest and the pocket on the side of his leg.

Luo Xiaohu patted the hand of this goods: "You care about me, say it, how many spars have blackened me!"

"There's not much at all, even if your share is compensation for the spell you put on me," the gas bag said without blushing or panting, taking other people's things for himself and saying it so justifiably, this shamelessness had to impress Luo Xiaohu.

The gas bag remembered that there were still a few doors outside that had not been opened, and immediately said, "Let's go open the other doors and see if there are any good things inside!"

"Okay, but this time we have to go in together, so you don't have to swallow it alone" Luo Xiaohu is now very protective of the gas bag.

The gas bag said: "You just entered a room, I entered a room......" Speaking of this, he suddenly said as if he had reacted: "Yes, why didn't I think of this, we are now one person into a room, I was lucky to enter the treasure room, you entered another room, everyone is very fair, besides, maybe your room has more spars than mine."

Speaking of this, this thing seems to have convinced himself, believing that there is also a treasure in the house that Luo Xiaohu entered just now: "My share of treasure!"

"Wealth, you are a shell!" Luo Xiaohu saw the goods and heard the word treasure, his eyes immediately turned a little green, and he directly stretched out his legs and kicked the ass of this goods.

"That's the magician's studio, how can there be any treasure!" Luo Xiaohu felt that he had no way to take this goods, and he was even more scoundrel than himself.

"Then let's go to the next door" The gas bag immediately pulled Luo Xiaohu to run to another door.

Waiting for Luo Xiaohu and the two to run out, the hairball stood up from where he was lying on his stomach, and the bottom of his belly was crystal clear, it turned out that there were more stones hidden under the belly than in his mouth, although these spars were not big, but there were definitely a lot, almost one or two hundred.

I saw that the hairball swept these spars to the bottom of a corner shelf with their tails, and then the thief went out of the door, hid at the door and looked at Luo Xiaohu and the gas bag, and then turned back, and sneakily went out with a small half of the spar, and entered a room with Luo Xiaohu and the gas bag, and then quickly got out, holding the spar and looking for a place to hide.

"I told you, this is the storage room, where the grain is hidden, and now even if there is food here, it will be mud" Luo Xiaohu was carried by the gas bag and walked to a door, he went to the water storage room just now, after so many years, this water is naturally gone, only a dry stone pool remains.

"How about it, I said no" opened the door again, Luo Xiaohu pointed to the empty space inside and said to the gas bag.

The gas bag's pursuit of treasure seems to be endless, and it doesn't even let go of the corners of the walls, and almost every room even has to touch the walls before the goods can leave with confidence.

Now there are the last two doors left in the hall, one for Mikronji's studio and the other for the dwarven master's utility room.

Luo Xiaohu looked at it and slowly opened the door and said, "This is a miscellaneous ......."

Before Luo Xiaohu's words fell, he heard the swishing sound of the gas bag and ran in, shouting as he ran: "My gold!

As soon as Luo Xiaohu looked up, he saw that there was a row of three armor stands facing the door, two of which were empty, and only one of them had a very attractive golden armor hanging on it.

Every part of this golden armor is like a golden mirror, and when you stand in front, you can clearly reflect the reflection of a person, not only bright, even if Luo Xiaohu is standing at the door, you can see the magic circles engraved on the edges of each part of the armor, these magic circles are quite successfully hidden, and they are almost the gorgeous ornaments on the edges of the armor.

On the top of the helmet of the armor is a high statue with a crown of tassels, and the tassels dragged to the back of the head are purple-red, as if they have just been stained with blood, which is very bewitching and beautiful.

"This is mine!"

Seeing Luo Xiaohu coming over, the gas bag immediately hugged the armor frame and loudly declared sovereignty to Luo Xiaohu, as if he was afraid that Luo Xiaohu would come over and grab this armor with him.

Luo Xiaohu said: "I just take a look, even if I want to wear it, then I have to wear it!"

Luo Xiaohu is still self-aware at this point, just rely on his small body to wear such a full-body heavy armor, what is the difference between that and looking for death, he is determined to become a mage, which mage wears heavy armor on the battlefield, it is difficult to move, isn't it looking for death by himself?

Now the gas bag can be said to have no trust in Luo Xiaohu at all, although I heard Luo Xiaohu say this, but in order to prevent accidents, this goods still moved the armor to the door with the shelf, five meters away from Luo Xiaohu, looking at Luo Xiaohu with fierce eyes, for fear that he would come over and grab this armor with him.

Luo Xiaohu looked at his bear-like appearance, ignored the gas bag directly, and began to look inside the house. In Luo Xiaohu's opinion, the armor is also the same when it arrives at the gas bag, and with the shape of this cargo chief, unless the bones of the body are broken, if it can be stuffed in, it will be a ghost.

To say that the best thing to keep is still the thunder furnace here, the things in it are almost not gold or silver, all are metal products, although the two of them have been in for so long, the furnishings inside have not changed much.

After looking around, Luo Xiaohu found a booklet about eight open on a small shelf next to the smelting furnace in a corner, which looked like paper, but Luo Xiaohu poked it with his finger and found that it was not dusty, so he reached out and picked it up.

After taking a look, Luo Xiaohu found that this was a refining manual, which was written in dwarven language, mainly about the smelting methods of various composite metals, and the production of some magic instruments, including the manufacturing method of this pair of armor in the hands of the gas bag now.

Luo Xiaohu was surprised when he flipped through it, because the book said that this armor would change according to the shape of the wearer. And also gave a spell.

Luo Xiaohu saw this spell and immediately wanted to let the gas bag try it.

I turned my head and was about to talk to the gas bag, and I saw a heartwarming scene.

The gas bag and the hairball were twisted into a ball because of the armor, and the gas bag pushed the hairball's body, and the hairball grinned and bit one of the armor's foot armor, and he didn't let go of his mouth, and he made a whining sound of resistance while biting. It seems to be trying to get revenge on the gas bag for stealing its hedrons.

"Let it go!" Luo Xiaohu walked over and knocked the book on the hairball's head: "What do you want armor for a dog?"

"Oooo

Luo Xiaohu didn't want to talk nonsense with it anymore when he saw it like a bird, so he threw the book directly in front of the gas bag: "Don't you recognize the spell of wearing armor!"

Where did the gas bag recognize the ancient dwarf language, looking at Luo Xiaohu and shaking his head.

Luo Xiaohu stretched out his finger and began to read the sentence: "This should be read like this, la-dt-ka......."

After teaching it several times, the gas bag learned the spell, and as the last syllable fell from the gas bag's mouth, the whole armor seemed to come to life, first breaking down into a dozen pieces, and then sticking to the gas bag's body.

After two minutes, a brand-new local tyrant gold gas bag appeared in front of Luo Xiaohu.

At this time, the furball was the most angry, and he bit the gas leg armor twice before he began to circle in the room angrily.

"Is it good-looking?" asked Luo Xiaohu beautifully.

The local tyrant is golden, and it is all over the body, and he has already been confused when he hangs on the armor frame, and now he is wearing it on the body of the gas bag, which can't help but remind Luo Xiaohu of the gold products sold in the gold shops on the earth, and he laughs secretly in his heart.

"Good-looking, handsome"

Luo Xiaohu gave a thumbs up to the gas bag and praised: "You are so handsome and handsome in everything!"

Hearing Luo Xiaohu say this, the gas bag Meimei walked back and forth in armor, and every time she walked, there was a clicking metal impact, which was the sound of the contact parts of the armor hitting together.

It is estimated that such a sound in the gas bag is Tianle, and in order to listen to this sound, he even went out and ran outside the hall.

At this time, Luo Xiaohu heard a continuous, clicking sound from the hall, which felt like a tank dropped its tracks and then slammed off on the concrete floor, which made people's heads grow a few times when they heard it!

Luo Xiaohu walked to the last room, that is, the workshop of the Thunder Furnace, and found that there was almost nothing left in it, except for a square-headed hammer for his own use.

The hammer head is square, the hammer handle is bright silver throughout, the hammer at both ends is toothed on the top of the upper end, and there are nine rows horizontally and vertically, each row of nine armor-piercing nails, and the other hammer surface is smooth. On the side of the hammer is engraved with four war scenes, each of which is the image of a human mage and a dwarf warrior, it is estimated that it is a scene where two friends, Guntus and Thunder Furnace, fight side by side with the enemy, which battle Luo Xiaohu naturally does not know, only see that the above one is with the orcs, one is with the elves, the mountain giants, and the last one is with the coalition of several races, and I don't know what angry things these two old guys have done, and they were attacked by the crowd.

"How do you take it off?"

Just as Luo Xiaohu was looking at the carving on the hammer head, the tired local tyrant Jin Gas Bag was a little tired of running, and stretched out a golden head to Luo Xiaohu and asked.

Luo Xiaohu put the hammer back into the space of his belt, then took out the book, began to flip it up, and searched for a while, but he didn't find a spell to take off the armor, only a so-called contraction form.

The gas bag followed the spell, and the entire armor shrunk into two gray bracers and shin guards.

"What a baby!" Luo Xiaohu couldn't help but praise.

(Note,Change the update time in the future.,One more chapter.,Two days plus a more chapter.,Because the protagonist's team will be alive soon.,I'm going to think about the plot later)