Chapter 82 Little Fire (1)

Zuo Nuo held the blueprint in a daze, and ran to the warehouse to pick the ore.

In the next few days, Yang Jian took Xiao Tiangou to mine every day as usual, and handed it over to Ji Fengyan when he came back at night, while Zuo Nuo spent the whole day studying how to make a three-pointed double-edged knife.

At first, the guards in the mansion were full of curiosity about Yang Jian's appearance, but they didn't dare to show it too clearly in front of Ji Fengyan, so they could only sneak into Yang Jian's room every day in the dead of night, and peep quietly.

Although the room was given by Ji Fengyan, Yang Jian didn't need to sleep or eat at all. After coming back every day, he just stood upright in the room without blinking. Livelier than him.

Five days later, Zuo Nuo handed over the completed three-pointed two-edged knife to Ji Fengyan. The already thin man, under the torment of the past few days, looked sluggish. The other guards Everyone looked at him curiously, Zuo Nuo could only wave his hands with a look of lovelessness.

He is just an amateur blacksmith, and the young lady assigns him such a complicated task, he... feels bitter!

Compared with Zuo Nuo's sad reminder, Ji Fengyan was very satisfied with the three-pointed two-edged knife. She deliberately took out the gold-plated water from the space soul jade, and drew stroke by stroke on the long handle of the three-pointed two-edged knife. A series of incantations were cast.

After drawing the incantation, the seemingly ordinary and even weird three-pointed double-edged knife seemed to be covered by a layer of silver light. Ji Fengyan dragged the three-pointed double-edged knife and ran to find Yang Jian in satisfaction. He didn't pay attention to Zuo Nuo's dumbfounded expression at all.

"Hey, little Nuonuo, your blacksmithing skills are getting better and better, that thing looks very domineering." The guards joked.

Zuo Nuo had an innocent face, he could guarantee that when he handed the three-pointed two-edged knife to Ji Fengyan, it was definitely not as domineering as it looks now!

The ghost knows that the lady used some weird method to change the appearance of that thing again.

If Zuo Nuo knew that there was something called consecration, he might not be so confused.

Ji Fengyan walked through the courtyard dragging a three-pointed two-edged knife, and Bai Ze who was beside him followed each step step by step, and a figure appeared in Ji Fengyan's sight.

Under the old tree in the courtyard, Liu Huo fell asleep at some point. He sat on the ground, a simple silver-gray shirt was stained with a little dirt, his eyes were closed, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids. The sunlight fell from the gaps between the sparse branches and leaves, and fell on his delicate little face, as if imprinted with a layer of starlight.

"This kid." Ji Fengyan looked at Liu Huo in his sleep with a grin, made a silent gesture to Bai Ze, and touched it lightly. She squatted down and looked at Liu Huo who was soundly asleep. There was a hint of cunning in the smile.

Ji Fengyan picked up the fallen leaves, and lightly brushed them against Liuhuo's nose.

Liu Huo in his sleep frowned slightly, his nose moved slightly, but he still didn't wake up.

Ji Fengyan thought it was interesting and made fun of it again.

In an instant, Liu Huo's tightly closed eyes opened abruptly, and a pair of red eyes faced Ji Fengyan's amber eyes with a strong murderous look!

Ji Fengyan was slightly taken aback.

Liuhuo suddenly realized that it was Ji Fengyan in front of him, his heart shook slightly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.