Chapter 54 Identity Disclosure

Entering the foundry, Zhu Minglang saw the old master who only wore a soft leather vest in winter. His skin was like bacon and his muscles were like a fierce bear. To crash.

"Master Zhao Long, good morning." Zhu Minglang said hello.

"Little Zhu, it's so early today, sigh, you're a good apprentice, with determination and perseverance. Unlike the lazy dogs I brought, God knows how long they have to spend here before they can graduate." Zhao Long While holding the needle and thread, he sewed the broken armor together.

To be honest, every time Zhu Minglang thinks that Master Zhao Long should go to the casting workshop next door, forging iron, hammering, and sharpening knives are in line with his personal image. Small needle and thread, and the craftsmanship is also very good.

"Master Zhao, I said that I have a family craftsmanship, but I'm not an apprentice. When I look back, I'll show you a robe I made a few days ago. It's called Prestige!" Zhu Minglang said.

"Hahaha, I believe in you, of course I believe in you, the method is different from others, but unfortunately we can't learn it, otherwise you can teach us these casters who only know how to follow the steps... By the way, there were people two days ago. I sent something heavy, very precious, and said it was for you." Zhao Long said.

"Really, then I have something to do, so I won't chat with you for now!"

"Okay, okay... Strange, where are my scissors, and which stupid apprentice doesn't put away the tools after using them, alas, come on..." Zhao Long said, opened his mouth, and bit his best teeth on the With the woven thread that was drawn out, the extremely flexible thread was bitten off.

Zhu Minglang smiled and shook his head.

The professional atmosphere just now was completely dissipated because of this thread-biting behavior!

When someone sent something to the casting workshop, it was basically the gift that Zheng Yu gave him.

Blue Silver Mine!

This kind of ore is not common, nor is it particularly rare. If you collect it carefully, you can indeed receive a lot. However, Zhu Minglang has understood that this blue silver ore is not used as a material in the casting art of Zulong City-State.

On the contrary, blue and silver appear in some hairpins, earrings, and yarn chains, which are purely aesthetic decorations.

Zhu Minglang needs azure silver, because this azure silver has some attributes. If the energy contained in them can be stimulated, they can be directly transformed into dragon pets.

Dragon Armor!

With the materials, the money, and the unremitting practice a while ago, I can officially build this Heavy Jun Dragon Armor!

"Master Zhao, I want an independent casting room, and I will put the money here." Zhu Minglang said to Zhao Long.

"What kind of money are you giving, go and use it, no one will disturb you." Zhao Long said.

"Thank you, Master Zhao."

Casting dragon armor is an obscure thing. Zhu Minglang doesn't want others to know about it. It can be seen that very few people have this craft in the Ancestral Dragon city-state, and even few other city-states.

For some unnecessary trouble, Zhu Minglang is better to keep a low profile.

When one head is buried in the casting armor, time will pass surprisingly fast, and often only after entering the independent casting room to refine a few pieces of blue silver in key parts, and come out for a meal, it is already dark.

But research is also fun in itself.

Looking for ingredients, taming dragon pets, and refining armors, I haven't been as full as now for a long time, and I feel that every day is not enough.

Of course, no matter how busy he is, Zhu Minglang still remembers to visit the little dragon cub, after all, it is his third spirit covenant dragon, and Zhu Minglang hopes it will recover soon.

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Snow, white falling on the silver-gray Ancestral Dragon city-state, the towering walls of the state, the tip of the tower, the first to touch these sacred winter elves.

The first snow is like a white butterfly, the graceful dancing, and their appearance before the dawn of the Zulong city-state can only be perfectly witnessed by a diligent little man like Zhu Minglang.

When the sky is completely bright, the snow butterfly elves have also melted in the bright sunshine, and the huge city is holy and solemn silver white!

The process of the armor had been completely clarified not long ago, and Zhu Minglang stepped into the snow and entered the casting workshop at that time.

In every environment, there is always a figure who is more diligent than yourself. He came earlier. When you are still encouraging yourself to continue to work hard today, others have entered a state of full concentration.

This person is Master Zhao Long.

Zhu Minglang tried to arrive a few minutes early several times, wanting to see if Master Zhao Long was sleeping here, but unfortunately he did not crack the secret that Master Zhao Long was always the earliest.

"Master Zhao, morning." Zhu Minglang greeted.

"Xiao Zhu... ah, Xiao Zhu!" Suddenly, Master Zhao Long gave a strange cry, put down the work at hand, and stared at Zhu Minglang.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Minglang was confused.

Didn't you just go to class yesterday and didn't come?

As for a look that has been separated from him for many years? ?

"Look at it, look at the sticker on the door, is that person really you?" Master Zhao Long took Zhu Minglang to the street and hurriedly said.

Zhu Minglang moved a step, and found that there was a portrait posted in front of the store. The material of the paper was very similar to a reward for the wanted thief of Jiang Yang!

What's the situation, did you do anything wrong?

But the people in the paintings are indeed the same as me!

Are you really wanted? ?

What is the reason!

"Yesterday, there was a wild rumor that this person was a homeless man who was in prison with the Valkyrie. I heard that this person was originally a silkworm farmer in Sangzhen. No, I have no money, I became a beggar in Yongcheng, and unfortunately, I entered the dungeon and had an unbearable incident with the Valkyrie who was imprisoned in the depths of the dungeon." Zhao Long lowered his body and lowered his body. With a voice, he said to Zhu Minglang.

"what?"

Zhu Minglang wanted to die when he heard it.

He wants to correct, but soon realizes that if he corrects, it is tantamount to admitting.

"You look too much like that homeless man. I advise you to wear a mask recently. It happens that many people catch the cold in winter. Keeping the habit of wearing a mask is also for the sake of health." Zhao Long said to Zhu Minglang very seriously.

"It's not a topic that looks alike, how can there be such a rumor all of a sudden?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Who knows, everyone was talking about it overnight, and this picture of you was posted all over the city, and people in several nearby shops said they were very similar to you, let alone our own shop. As for the person, the craftsmen, big and small, think it's you!" Zhao Long said.

"Okay, it just so happens that I have been locked in the casting room recently." Zhu Minglang nodded.

She remembered that when she was separated from Li Yunzi, she reminded herself that her enemies were likely to make a fuss about herself.

It seems that those people have already shot.

Of course, it is also very likely that Luo Xiao's revenge. After he was expelled and wanted as a traitor, he no longer dared to blatantly move freely in the Zulong city-state.

"You, you, you don't have anyone else's life, and you carry the sins of others. You really can't go to some old doctors to find a way to change your appearance." Zhao Long said with a very concerned look.

"..." Zhu Minglang didn't know how to respond for a while.

Some things will come after all, and Zhu Minglang is actually mentally prepared.

It is impossible to change his appearance, and it is time for this Ancestral Dragon city-state to scrutinize its customs. He is also tired of hearing the words that the man of the Valkyrie is a vagabond and a despicable beggar!

He wished Mingming, and will also shine brightly in this Ancestral Dragon city-state!

Upright.

This is Zhu Minglang's response now.

...

Sure enough, by night, his name had already spread among the public.

When Zhu Minglang came out of the casting room a little tired, the old master Zhao Long and several other apprentices were standing outside, staring at him with a strange look.

The old master Zhao Long had an unbelievable look on his face. He thought that the painting was just like Zhu Minglang, but the name has come out, so it must not be wrong!

As for those young apprentices.

In fact, when they drank in private, they often discussed the matter of the Valkyrie. The story of the high-ranking female monarch and the little beggar has no idea how many versions there are in the folk. It has long occupied the best-selling small banned book version, and Zhu Minglang has been described as countless Appearance, short, ugly, fat and thin...

"Little Zhu, you can't really be that... the homeless person who was in Yongcheng." The master couldn't help but ask after all.

Zhu Minglang knew that there was no point in explaining it.

It's just that the people who spread the rumors are really disgusting, saying that they are too lazy to cook, and they can't keep sericulture and become a beggar, and they are obviously robbed!

Of course, Zhu Minglang also realized that since the rumors mentioned his identity as a silkworm farmer in Sangzhen in detail, it means that Luo Xiao must have a share in the spread of news.

Luo Xiao didn't want to let himself live a peaceful life in this Ancestral Dragon city-state. With this unbearable and extremely envious status, it is indeed difficult to survive without the ability to protect himself.

"Zhu Minglang, have you really slept with the Valkyrie?" apprentice Zhou Xin asked in a strange tone.