Lao Ji is in the bush, aiming for thousands of miles, at this time, what Yang Ming saw in Master Cang was a burning flame, a flame burning in the twilight years.

"A weapon of military domineering? It must be very interesting, and if you can see it with your own eyes, it will be a good memory for decades to come. Yang Ming said with a smile.

"You kid really understands." Master Cang also smiled.

In the midst of the laughter of the old man and the young man, the door of the room that was pulled by the Snow Maiden creaked open, and it was no longer the noble girl in the brocade robe who appeared in the door frame, but a peasant girl in coarse linen clothes.

"Snow Maiden, you?" Yang Ming looked at the Snow Girl who had changed back into her old clothes, and after a moment of stunnedness, he understood the Snow Girl's thoughts.

"Brother, I'm also beautiful like this, right?" In Yang Ming's sight, the Snow Girl walked towards Yang Ming with the ceremonial small steps of the daughter of the nobles of the Zhao Kingdom, stopped when she walked to the place in front of Yang Ming, and turned a circle in place, showing a dark gray skirt floating gently, adding a bit of aura to this cloth girl.

The Snow Girl who stopped looked at Yang Ming with shining eyes, she knew that her brother must know why she changed into this dress, and she knew that her brother would definitely understand her determination.

My brother will definitely think that the snow girl is very sensible, and he will definitely praise me. Thinking of this, Snow Maiden's eyes couldn't help but bend, and an expectant smile flowed out of the corner of her eyes.

However, in the expectation of the Snow Girl, Yang Ming shook his head and said, "No, it's not beautiful at all, it's ugly." ”

Regarding the Snow Girl's thoughts, Yang Ming knew that no matter how good the brocade clothes and fur on the Snow Girl were, it was just what Mother Li had just given her, and no matter how bad the coarse linen clothes on her body were at this time, it was the clothes that Yang Ming bought for her.

This girl, named Snow Maiden, is young, but she already understands many things.

She was using the clothes on her body to tell Yang Ming that she would always follow him and her brother, even if she would always wear such coarse linen clothes in the future, even if she could enter the Li Mansion as long as she turned around, and had that expensive, beautiful and soft brocade fur coat.

Although Li's house is good, it is not her home after all, and although Li's mother treats her very well, she is not her own relatives after all.

"Ugly?" The smile on the Snow Maiden's little face disappeared in an instant, and the bitterness was directly wrinkled together.

"It's a stinky girl, and I've learned to be stinky and beautiful." Yang Ming stepped forward, picked up the Snow Girl, and pinched the Snow Girl's round and small face, showing disgust.

"Nothing." The two short arms wrapped around Yang Ming's neck very naturally The snow girl muttered, shook her head, and protested in a low voice while breaking away from Yang Ming's fingers pinched on her face.

The Snow Girl was a little unhappy, she only felt that the good method she had come up with after thinking about it for a whole day had been ignored, and what made her especially dissatisfied was that Yang Ming didn't see it.

"Master Cang, let's go." Yang Ming ignored the snow girl who was sulking alone with her cheeks bulging, and said to Master Cang.

"It's long overdue, you know, for someone my age, every quarter of an hour is precious." Master Cang withdrew his gaze from the Snow Maiden and said.

Just now, who thinks he is well-informed, he was really surprised by the Snow Girl, and was shown by the Snow Girl's affection and delicacy.

Under the leadership of Master Cang, Yang Ming came to the foundry in the south of Yanmen City, which belonged to the county guard, and almost all the equipment of the border army of Zhao came from here, and the batch of pig iron in the hands of Zi Nu was also transported here.

At this time, it is already the season of deep winter, but in the foundry, it is full of heat waves, and the cold wind is scorched by the fires, driving away the cold of winter.

Under the leadership of Master Cang, Yang Ming and the Snow Maiden walked through the fires and came to a courtyard.

In the courtyard, there are several disciples of the Mo family who are forging sword embryos in front of the furnace fire, and in the clanging sound, sparks are flying, and under the cooperation of heavy hammers and light hammers, the simple sword embryos gradually show their own edge.

Among the sword embryos, there is one thing that is extraordinary, that is, a long-pole weapon in the army.

The pale blue pole was carved with a golden dragon, and the dragon's body coiled at the end of the pole, where the dragon's head spat out a straight silver blade, pointing straight into the sky, if it was so, it should be a spear, and it was a heavy spear.

But it's more than that, the bright color of the dragon's head, with four small branches stretching out, decorated with cold blades, under the reflection of the fire, it looks more and more cold, from this form, it should be a halberd.

And, most interestingly, is its long rod, which is made of fine iron throughout, and has a mechanism inside.

"The boy has a really good eye, and he can see at a glance one of the only two treasures in this yard." Master Cang patted Yang Ming on the shoulder and said proudly.

"However, this is just an experiment that I have created according to my own vision, and the materials are average, and when I have perfected the details in it, I will use pure gold to create a real weapon of military domineering." Master Cang stepped forward and took out the gun-like weapon from the weapon rack.

"Isn't it a sword?" Yang Ming asked.

"The weapon of the military is to be used between the battle arrays, although the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, but I want the king of a hundred soldiers, the hegemony of the military array." Master Cang said proudly.

"But, isn't Master Cang a swordsmith?" Yang Ming questioned.

"What's wrong with the swordsmith? Who says a swordsmith can't forge other weapons? Then. Master Cang said that he had already thrown the weapon in his hand towards Yang Ming, as if he was not worried that such a murder weapon would hurt Yang Ming.

Yang Ming caught the weapon with his backhand, his arm subconsciously sank, and he felt extremely heavy when he started with the strength of one arm, you must know that Yang Ming's cultivation of the White Tiger Seven Killing Style is Bai Qi's stunt, specializing in the cultivation of physique, qi and blood, and whether it is the cloud palm or the wind god leg, it is a top-level mastery of both internal and external cultivation.

Therefore, Yang Ming's strength is strong, although it is not as strong as those legendary perverts, but it is definitely not small, for example, a medium-sized tripod or something, it is still not a problem, a person like him can definitely be called a fierce general in the army, but at this time, he feels heavy.

In particular, it can be seen the weight of the weapons in the hands.

"After all, the weapon is still cast for people, and the general outline of this weapon has been involved, but the specific details need to be constantly modified in order to achieve perfection, and this needs to be used specifically, so as to find the problems that cannot be seen by the naked eye in the process of use, and then modify." Master Cang said.

"So, my role is to test this weapon?" Yang Ming looked at the weapon in his hand that looked like a halberd and not a halberd, like a gun but not a gun.

"Tool man? Well, this word is well said, yes, you are exactly the tool man I need, originally Li Mu was more suitable for this tool man, but he is a county guard, and he has a lot of official duties, so he really doesn't have time. Master Cang said.

"It's just, what kind of weapon is this weapon?" Yang Ming turned the weapon in his hand.