"Silver" skeletons?

"Black Iron" skeletons?

Fang Bai was slightly stunned, and suddenly for some reason remembered the faint golden light that had circulated inside and outside his body after his body had been tempered before.

It was a golden light that symbolized strength, a power that spontaneously emerged from the body's tempering to be flawless.

I didn't think anything before, but at this moment, it suddenly occurred to me that if a skeleton continued to be refined, until it was tempered to his strength, golden light would be born.

Isn't that a "golden" skeleton?

Fang Bai's expression gradually became weird, this title is really bad.

But it's a strange image.

Seeing Zhao Ling's soul fire jumping, and still hadn't come back to his senses, Fang Bai continued.

"Strong, this is the three refinements, after learning the three refinements, you can not only help the skeletons turn into mecha masters, but also manually increase their strength.

This combat power has increased more than a little, a silver skeleton can easily kill a hundred black iron skeletons without injury.

Want to learn? ”

"If you want to learn, come to Tiangong Pavilion, I'll teach you~"

Fang Bai's mouth was smooth, and before the thought passed through his brain, the hoe was waved, used to it, subconsciously.

But I didn't think there was anything bad about it.

It's a big deal to be chased and beaten by his president, his extreme defense plus points are not blown, and the points are not added for nothing.

Stand there and let them beat him, and they can continue to dig two hoes.

And this Zhao Ling is indeed a talent, and his profession is also very strong, he has heard of the battle with the little wolf king before.

There are absolutely secrets!

Of course, it has nothing to do with him, he just wants to dig into the corner.

After talking for a long time, seeing that Zhao Ling didn't reply, Fang Bai continued.

"Are you worried about what your president will say? It's okay, I'll fix it.

He can't beat me, and he can't beat me. ”

Fang Bai patted his chest and said, but as soon as the words fell, he felt Zhao Ling's soul fluctuations.

"Me"

Zhao Ling paused slightly, and said faintly.

"I'm the president."

Belch.

Fang Bai subconsciously looked up at the sky, and his face was made of the three training elements, and the golden section of the quenching body couldn't resist.

Look up at the sky and grasp the ground with your lower toes.

Fang Bai suddenly felt as if he had fallen into some realm, and the air seemed to freeze.

Oh, my God.

It's not so hard to let him be a legend now.

"I really can't beat you, and I can't beat you to death."

Zhao Ling said faintly, and the corners of Fang Bai's mouth twitched when he heard this.

"I finally understand why Hao Wei always wants to stab you to death with a knife.

It's good that you're strong, otherwise he would have properly knocked you with a stick, guarding your corpse. ”

Fang Bai smiled with a hint of embarrassment when he heard this.

"Well, the weather is pretty good today."

"Oh, I was just kidding, don't take it seriously, just liven up the atmosphere.

Let's go, time is running out, let's talk as we walk on the road. ”

Zhao Ling's hollow eyes stared at Fang Bai, and after a moment, he stretched out his hand.

"Please."

The undead next to him had replaced the throne with a simple platform, on which there was a simple tea table.

And the undead who were carrying it directly became sixty-four.

"And the sedan chair, professional."

Fang Bai stepped forward with a smile on his face, and the moment he stepped on.

Bang Bang Bang!

The sedan chair skeletons on Fang Bai's side knelt on one knee and struggled to stand up.

But Fang Bai's foot was like a mountain, and he staggered to his feet with all his strength.

Fang Bai walked up.

Bang bang!

Qi Brush knelt on the ground, and an unlucky egg was directly pressed to the ground.

Silence, silence, silence like no other.

"Maybe, maybe I'm too heavy, I'm walking."

"It's okay, carry it!"

A moment later, one hundred and twenty-eight sedan chairs were officially on the road, and the undead below trembled and trembled, and although the other undead around them did not have spiritual intelligence, the residual instinct still made them cast a pity on the undead who carried the sedan chair.

Of course, this may also be Fang Bai's illusion, a circle of black holes, where does the mercy come from.

Sitting on the sedan chair, Fang Bai felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he started forging with his hands.

It's like answering the phone and squatting to pluck leaves, subconsciously acting.

And Fang Bai's forging three refining was almost instinctive, if the elemental metal three refining needed to affect the power of the elements, it might take a little more effort, and these ordinary steel three refining could really come easily.

Zhao Ling originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Fang Bai pinching a silver skeleton in one hand and a silver skeleton in the other, his combat power suddenly skyrocketed.

This. Fang Bai gave too much.

This is a pinched figure, this is all money!

This is a forging done by a master blacksmith!

For a while, the atmosphere became particularly weird, neither of them spoke, the more weird and embarrassing it became, and the speed at which Fang Bai pinched the silver skull became faster and faster, and he became more and more proficient.

Zhao Ling didn't want to speak anymore.

But in the end, the two of them still came down and walked, firstly, because the consumption of these undead who carried the sedan chair was too large, and Fang Bai was embarrassed to continue to sit when the undead carried it.

The second reason is that after all, it is a primitive environment, there are mountains, forests, plains and valleys, and the terrain was flat before and you could walk for a while, but the terrain behind was rugged, even if there were undead to open the way and step on the feet, it was becoming more and more difficult to walk, so you simply walked.

The two of them walked forward at a very fast speed, and Zhao Ling looked at the more than twenty silver skeletons next to him with a pleasing eye, and after testing it, it became more and more gratifying.

And the name is also completely named after the Silver Skull, which is both a rank and a name.

However, what made Zhao Ling's chest feel tight was that Fang Bai stopped pinching it and stopped.

He was just wondering how cool it would be to be able to form a team of hundreds of silver skeletons to attack in a group.

Just now, I was still thinking about how much Fang Bai could pinch all the way.

As a result, Fang Bai stopped and stopped pinching, and Zhao Ling didn't have the face to ask Fang Bai to help him pinch it.

Although he has no face, he still needs to have face.

He knew how high Fang Bai's bid was, and if Fang Bai let it out, no matter how high the price was, others would rush to buy it.

I've forged more than 20 for him for free, which is already very expensive, and if you still want it, it's really a kick in the face.

But. I really want to dye all these figurines silver!

Zhao Ling's soul fire jumped unsteadily, but he didn't see it, the corners of Fang Bai's mouth who was walking on the side were slightly upturned.

At the beginning, pinching the silver skeleton might have done something to relieve the embarrassment, but later, Fang Bai figured it out.

President?

What happened to the president?

Isn't the president a gamer? Can't the president dig it?

Who says you can't poach the president?

It's a big deal that even the entire guild will be poached together, anyway, Tiangong Pavilion is now lacking in peripheral guilds.

Feeling Zhao Ling's emotional changes, Fang Bai's voice suddenly sounded.

"Eh, Zhao Ling, even the president can join in, after all, Tiangong Pavilion is a loose player organization, you can continue to manage the guild if you join in to learn forging, it doesn't affect it."

Zhao Ling was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Fang Bai incredulously.

Fang Bai not only wants it, but the guild also wants it, he doesn't want to give the guild a name, he doesn't want to be responsible for the guild!

(End of chapter)