Thatched hut, close to noon

"Wang Dazhui, are you awake?" Tang Caiwei's figure appeared in front of the hut as scheduled, of course, this was only known to Wang Dazhui and her.

Wang Dazhui walked out of the hut slowly, glanced at the radiant Tang Caiwei listlessly, and said, "Ah! You are here, sit casually, I will go to sleep first." ”

"Wang Da Hammer!" Tang Caiwei, who was the focus wherever she went, was very angry when she was so ignored, gritted her teeth and said, "You don't remember what you promised yesterday?"

"What, what did you promise yesterday?" said Wang Dazhui with a blank expression.

"Yesterday you promised to forge a sword for me. Tang Caiwei's eyes erupted with fire, and she said hatefully.

"Forging a sword?" Wang Dazhui directly ignored Tang Caiwei's expression, tilted his head and said, "Oh! Then you wait first, I'll sleep first, and then take it out for you." ”

"King's Sledgehammer ......"

Looking at Tang Caiwei, who was furious, Wang Dazhui woke up suddenly, and smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, I'm sorry." I was joking, joking. I've forged your sword a long time ago. I'll get it for you now. I'll get it for you now. ”

Looking at Tang Caiwei, who gradually disappeared from view, Wang Dazhui exhaled heavily, and said secretly in his heart: "I finally sent this great god away." ”

"Now I finally understand what I did last night, and it doesn't seem right. Wang Dazhui turned around and walked towards the hut, and muttered in a low voice: "Dare to love that this eldest lady is too difficult to serve, this time it is a weapon and three inferior bombs." What's next time?"

"Hey......"

"Brother Sledgehammer, what's wrong with you? Why do I hear you sighing from afar!" Suddenly, there was a startled sound behind Wang Sledgehammer.