"It seems that he is a martial artist, how can he have such a strong attack power!"

Xiaohuan said to Long Ze, with shock in her eyes.

This is an external cultivator, in the eyes of people, an external cultivator is a symbol of weakness, and the attack power should not be so strong!

"The whole body shines with golden light, like a Buddha walking in the world, a bit like an ascetic!

Long Ze is a physical cultivator, much stronger than these external cultivators!

This person is a small realm higher than Long Ze, but in terms of physical strength, he is on a par with Long Ze, and he is on an equal footing.

"It's not him who is interesting, what I say is interesting, in the back!"

Li Mubai smiled slightly, he thought that Long Ze would find it interesting in the store.

"Is there a surprise? No, let's look at this person first. ”

The three of them approached the little bald head, who ignored it and was still waving his fist.

The whole body is like a dragon, and the strength goes from the waist to the arms, and then to the fists, all in one go.

"Knock knock!"

Three times he swung his fist and made three not shallow fist marks on the trunk.

"At the end of the money, haven't you asked the three of you?"

The little bald Qian Mo closed his fist and turned to look at the three of them.

Wearing the student uniform of Hongwu Academy, one gold and two silver dazzling, these are three big shots, all of whom practice internal strength, and are far from being comparable to a low-level external skill cultivator like himself.

"Ryuzawa!"

"Long Xiaohuan!"

"Li Mubai!"

Xiaohuan was given to Long Ze, and naturally followed the surname of Long Ze, called Long Xiaohuan.

"Are you here to find the shopkeeper? I'll take you in. ”

Qian Mo's head was so dazzling in the sunlight that it reflected brilliance.

Seeing Long Ze standing in the middle of the three people, he thought that several people were headed by him, and said to him.

"Brother, don't worry, I want to ask you how powerful you played, how can it be so strong?"

Long Ze was very interested in him, how could an ordinary external skill cultivator be so powerful!

"This ......"

Long Ze's question was abrupt, how could he ask directly, and he had to knock on the side anyway.

Qian Mo rolled his eyes and thought that Long Ze was a person who was plotting against him.

"I don't mean anything, I'm just curious. Since you don't want to say, I won't ask more. Take me in to see the shopkeeper, I want to get something!"

Long Ze has a heart of cherishing talents, and if he wants to achieve a career, he needs more talents to join, and he wants to subdue him!

But after all, it is impatient, and it needs to be calculated.

"Please!"

The little bald Qian Mo brought Long Ze into the blacksmith shop and asked the blacksmith to come out and greet him.

The blacksmith is a middle-aged man with a strong force, who looks honest and honest, not like a cunning person.

"You're here to get the leggings? ”

The blacksmith is the boss here, making his own iron and selling it. I didn't want to disturb others with the sound of iron, so I spread the blacksmith at the end of the street.

"Thank you!"

A pair of jet-black iron leggings weighs two hundred pounds, but they are not bloated.

This is made of dark iron, strong and heavy, fixed with a delicate buckle, which is a gift from Long Ze to the first float.

Usually use this pair of iron leggings, not only to protect your legs, but also to use them as weapons. And you can do weight training to make the speed of the first drift faster.

Long Ze had this idea at the first glance when he saw the first floating legs. His own strength is above his legs, and he kicks the enemy with extreme speed in a flash of the sky.

If he used the leggings, he would definitely be even more powerful in time!

The leggings are exactly the same as on their own drawings, I have to say that the blacksmith's skills are very good, it is not easy to make the black iron into leggings, the leggings are sleek without a trace of water chestnut, Long Ze is very satisfied.

I'm going to leave with my leggings, after all, I'm still waiting for myself in the restaurant.

"Brother, don't worry!"

The blacksmith stopped Long Ze, and a smile hung on the corner of Li Mubai's mouth.

"Hey, hey, I'm interested in your shin guard drawings, why don't you buy it for me!"

The blacksmith took out Long Ze's silver ticket and wanted to buy Long Ze's leggings to build the right.

This is the leggings that Long Ze built according to the athletes, and it is a product that is not available in this world, and the blacksmith obviously sees a business opportunity and wants to get the drawings in his hands.

"This is something for my brother, and I naturally want this to be the only one so that he can have an advantage. But if you want to buy it......"

Long Ze looked at the smile in Li Mubai's eyes, he must have known that the blacksmith wanted his own drawings, so he would say that he would be interested.

But he didn't know that what Long Ze was interested in was Qian Mo!

Thirsty for talent is the current state of Longze. Money is just something outside the body, and it can naturally be earned in the future, and it is fundamental to have capable people under your hands.

"No, I don't need drawings to make money, but I want to build them and give them to my young owner!"

The blacksmith looked at Qian Mo, which made Long Ze a little shocked.

I thought that Qian Mo was just a blacksmith's blacksmith's apprentice, but I didn't expect him to be the owner of the blacksmith shop.

"In that case......"

Long Ze thought about it for a long time and decided to send a favor to him, give him the drawings, and form a good fate.

"Okay! Since it's not for sale, the drawings will be given to you!"

Long Ze waved his hand and was about to leave with a few people.

"Don't ...... The money is still with us, the drawings are given to us, and we are already grateful!"

The blacksmith hurriedly handed the silver ticket to Long Ze, the drawings can be big or small, after all, they can enhance people's strength, and they can be used appropriately and wonderfully.

Long Ze was willing to make the drawings, and the blacksmith was already very grateful, if he didn't let Long Ze take some benefits, he couldn't help it.

"Okay! It's white again, let's go!"

You can't use any money, and Long Ze is also annoyed!

Leave with leggings in a dashing manner, to give to the first float.

"This guy is kind of interesting!"

The little bald Qian Mo looked at the drawings with longing in his eyes.

He has too much on his back, and he needs more powerful strength! Qian Mo, the end of the Qian family!

The once powerful Qian family, Longhua was known to everyone, and as a result, he fell into such a field. There was only one servant of the iron left, a small façade of an insignificant family.

The last young master of the Qian family is just a waste who can't cultivate internal skills, but he is quite talented in cultivating external skills, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

It's a pity that external power is external strength, how to compete with internal masters!

Whether the family can rise and whether the revenge can be avenged is all on Qian Mo's shoulders, and he can't lose, and he doesn't dare to lose.

"This drawing is definitely not what Xingyue City should have, it seems that his origin is extraordinary. ”

Although Xingyue City is also a city, it is only a small border city after all, and it is far from a lot of big places.

The blacksmith experienced the rise and fall of the Qian family, and traveled south from Wangcheng, knowing that only in a larger place could such a sophisticated and high-end drawing appear.

"Hmm!"

The little bald Qian Mo nodded, his family was broken at the age of five or six, and he was taken away by the servants to flee for his life.

After seeing the wind and rain, he knew that Xingyue City was just a small place, but unfortunately it was this small place in his eyes, and it didn't make a splash.

The road to family revival is too difficult and too difficult.