MTL - Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith (Don't Mess with the Dark Princess)

4855-Sword

"Mo Ying, you ... did you hear the sound just now? Isn't Shimei in there? She won't be in trouble? Let's go in and see." Liu said anxiously.

Li Moying's expression remained unchanged, and he explained faintly: "I have been refining a spiritual artifact in the past few days. I once said that there may be some abnormal noises during refining ..."

Having said that, his pace has accelerated a bit.

The two hurried to the backyard door, before they could knock on the door, the door was pushed open.

Huang Yeli came out of it.

Seeing her safe and sound, but with some dirt on her body, the two men breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Moying said nothing, walked over and took her in her arms, frowned and said, "It's all people with babies, can't you be careful?"

Because of her baby's influence, Huang Yanli is unable to advance at all. Therefore, she has not been very interested in cultivation recently, and has spent most of her time studying artifacts.

This is safer than cultivation.

However, in the process of refining, various accidents are still easy to occur, and Li Moying is always worried.

Fenghuang Li smiled at him, appeasing his husband, "I'm fine. It's important lately, haven't you already known about it? Now that the refining has been successful, you can rest for a while, just watching a good show. "

Li Moying raised an eyebrow. "Successfully refining it so quickly? Xiaolier, has your spirit art made a breakthrough again?"

The two spoke in a low voice, and Liu Yan, who was hung on the side, couldn't help coming over.

"What whisper are you talking about? Can you pay attention to the impact, showing affection in front of one of my lonely widows, isn't it ridiculous? Also, what did the sister just say? What baby did you make?"

After hearing this, Huang Yanli subconsciously pushed Li Moying.

However, Li Moying didn't take the anger of some single dogs seriously, and his arms were still firmly around his own waist.

Fenghuang Li shook his head helplessly, and could only give up. Turning his head to Liu Buyan, he said, "Brother, how do you feel about your body during this time? Did you take the medicine that An Yiyu brought on time?"

Liu said nothing for a moment.

I don't understand. He was asking about a magical weapon, but Huang Ye could not answer him if he could not answer. Why did he turn to the subject?

He thought for a while and said, "The medicine should be okay. I took it for three days, and I felt that most of my body's toxicity had been resolved, and the repair had basically recovered. After a few more days, I should be able to fully recover."

Feng Huang nodded, his face still serious, and continued to ask, "So, brother, what are your plans next?"

"Well ..."

Liu hesitated for a moment before he said, "I heard that Zhang Shenyi will conduct a public test on the first day of next month, and select a pro-discipline disciple. Any doctor in the **** world can come to participate regardless of ethnic origin. I originally planned to participate. Yes, but ... "

"That's not very good, brother, this is a great opportunity, I support you!" Huang Yanli interrupted him. "Brother, you are talented, and you have the style of benevolence, that is, there is no one who can teach you Master, Doctor Zhang is right for you. "

A bitter smile appeared on Liu Buyan's face, "Lier, you ... you said so much ... you deserve your brother, right? I did think about it earlier, and I think I have a good chance. But now, An Yuyu is here Participated in the selection, how can I compare with him? "

(End of this chapter)